Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26537 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26537 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
“Rick!” I shriek. “Oooh yes!”
“Yes, baby,” he moans. “Give it to me. Let your pussy savor the deep dicking it craves. But oh shit,” he rasps as the excitement builds. “Oh shit oh shit oh shit FUCK!”
Then, Rick soars over the edge as well, his cock twitching once within my tight channel as his balls pulse. Then, it jerks again and again, releasing deeply into my swollen wetness as we moan and cry together, the pleasure almost unbearable.
“Oooh,” I breathe with tears in my eyes. “Unnnh!”
“Yes,” he rasps in return, kissing my parted mouth. “Fuck, you feel good.”
We soar and cry and pant, our bodies twining together, his shaft deep inside my sweetness, until we can go no further. Then, we return to earth, flushed and satiated, our skin sweaty with the gleam of satisfaction. Rick kisses my mouth tenderly.
“You were amazing, sweetheart,” he rasps. “More than amazing. Incredible. Perfect.”
I smile and giggle faintly in his arms.
“Really? I guess I like this game of you show me yours and I’ll show you mine.”
Rick grins, his dick twitching in me again.
“Oh, I have more to show you, sweetheart,” he says in dark tone. “Trust me, this is only the beginning. There’s so much more to do together, sweetheart, and I’m more than happy to teach you anything and everything in the book.”
Then, he catches my mouth in a passionate kiss and the storm begins to build again because I crave this sexy doctor. I want to learn everything at Dr. Kincaid’s knee ... and the dirtier the better.
6
Jenna
I giggle while popping a fry into my mouth because Rick and I have been dating for a few months now, and my “platonic only” selection on Sweet Lies seems almost ridiculous in retrospect. After that sensuous night at the hotel, we basically became inseparable, and the handsome doctor’s fucked me so many times that there’s obviously nothing platonic about our relationship at all. In fact, it’s the opposite. Rick and I engage in hot, nasty sex every day, and sometimes two or three times a day if he has the time. What can I say? My man is insatiable, and needs it constantly. My pussy’s always sore these days ... and sometimes my ass too.
But I love it, and feel so feminine and desirable. Plus, I’m taken care of because in addition to the hot sex, we’ve settled into a rhythm that’s very domestic. I’m almost living at Rick’s house now, and we wake up in the mornings for a quick tumble in the sheets. Then, I go to classes while he leaves for the hospital. When he gets back in the evening, I usually have dinner ready, and then we eat together before retreating upstairs for another night of hot and filthy enjoyment. It’s a simple life, but both he and I like it, and what could be better than spending time with your man? I smile at Rick across the table while popping another fry into my mouth.
“What’s that look?” he growls, before stroking my thigh with one big hand. “I know you’re up to something, Jenna.”
I giggle.
“Oh, I was just thinking of how much I enjoy hot dogs.” I say in a sassy tone. “Or wieners. Or bratwurst. Or whatever you want to call it.”
My man chuckles before taking a bite of the polish sausage before him, which is thick, gleaming, and pink.
“You mean you like it in your mouth?” he asks with a wink. “Or where exactly?”
I let out a peal of melodious laughter.
“Really, anywhere,” I reply breathlessly. “You know you can put it anywhere you like.”
Rick stares at me for a moment, mid-bite, his blue eyes gleaming with arousal. Then he lets out a low growl before swallowing.
“Shit baby, you’re going to have me coming in my pants. Fuck, you’re sexy.”
I’m on it in a flash. Within seconds, I’ve stood up and shed my sundress before bending over before the huge alpha male. Then I pluck my g-string out of my ass and strap it over one big buttock before pulling my cheeks apart with both hands to reveal my inner sweetness.
“But I don’t want you to come in your pants, Daddy,” I mewl. “Every drop of your virility is precious, and I don’t want to waste it, so put your cock in me, Daddy,” I purr. “Flush it out in any of my holes because they’re all for you.”
Rick is immobile, harsh streaks staining those high cheekbones. I can literally feel his hot breath on my sensitive spots, and I tingle and moisten, anticipating the hard pound that’s sure to come. After all, my man loves sex and has the raging libido of a virile alpha male. But to my disappointment, Rick merely pats my pussy with a groan before tweaking my clit. I let out a surprised yelp of pleasure.