Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 23578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
I slide my fingers under his waistband and tug his boxer briefs down. His cock springs free, hard and thick. His swollen head is already glistening with pre-cum. I swallow hard, mesmerized as I stare at it up close.
“You’re so big,” I whisper, wrapping my fingers around his huge cock.
He groans as I stroke him slowly, testing it out, feeling the power of him in my hand. His muscles ripple as he grips my head a little harder, watching me with barely restrained hunger.
I bite my lip, then lower my mouth, dragging my tongue over his thick head, tasting him. His whole body shudders. I love it.
“Fuck, Lainey,” he growls as he watches me give a blow job for the first time. I slide my tongue from the base of his cock up to the very tip, moaning at the taste of his pre-cum.
“That’s it, sweet girl. Now put it in your mouth.”
I part my lips and take him in, hollowing my cheeks as I suck his cock, forcing him in as far as I can. His pre-cum drags along my tongue—salty, masculine, intoxicating. So fucking perfect. His muscular thighs tense as I grip him hard with my hand, stroking what I can’t fit into my mouth.
“Yes,” he rasps, his voice tight with restraint.
It may be my imagination, but I think I can hear a low growling as if his inner bear is enjoying this as much as he is.
My neck tingles like it’s demanding to be marked. I try not to focus on the needy feeling under my ear and instead just focus on the big hard cock sliding between my lips.
I swirl my tongue around his massive head, teasing and tasting. His fingers tighten in my hair as I take him in deeper, letting his shaft slide back and forth against my tongue. My lips are stretched wide around his thick cock and my jaw is starting to ache from his tremendous size.
He lets out a primal groan, and I feel the ache deep inside me.
I move faster, sucking him in deeper, pushing him to the back of my throat, moaning as I take every thick inch. His hips jerk, and his growl turns feral.
“Goddamn, Lainey,” he growls. “You’re gonna make me lose it.”
I want to feel it. I want to know what it’s like to have this man lose all control. What it’s like to have him cumming deep in my mouth.
My hand moves faster along his shaft. I squeeze tighter. I pick up the pace, bobbing my head and working him harder, sucking him deeper, loving the way his cock keeps pulsing against my tongue.
My jaw aches and my hands cramp up, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop.
He’s so big. So thick. I love the way he fills my mouth. I love the way his fingers tighten in my hair. The sexy carnal sounds he makes are so raw and erotic. They make my pussy drip with need. I love the way he’s barely holding himself together because of me.
He grabs a fistful of my hair without thinking, but then when he realizes how hard he’s gripping me, he lets go and yanks his hand away like he just touched a hot stove.
It’s so sweet how he doesn’t want to hurt me, but I kind of like the roughness. I like the feeling of him losing control. It’s such a turn on.
His breathing turns ragged as I suck him off harder. His muscles tremble. I know he’s close. I want to taste him. I want to push him over the edge.
“Fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum,” he warns, his voice guttural and desperate.
I don’t stop. I take him in deeper, my throat burning as I suck him hard. His massive body goes rigid in front of my eyes. His tattooed muscles flex. A deep growl rips from his throat as his cock pulses and he cums in my mouth. I whimper as hot cum surges all over my tongue.
Yes… Fuck, yes…
I swallow him down with a slutty moan, taking every drop, my body humming with satisfaction. He groans as his strong hands gently cradle my cheeks, watching me with those dark, hungry eyes.
“That’s my mate,” he whispers, his voice rough, but at the same time, it’s filled with adoration and admiration. “You’re perfect, Lainey.”
I pull him out of my mouth with a soft pop, licking my lips as I look up at him, feeling powerful, feeling wanted, feeling utterly his.
I let go of his dick and lean back in the chair, my wet pussy aching as I look up at the tattooed god in front of me.
His hungry green eyes slowly slide down my body and linger on my pussy. I whimper as he steps forward and drops to his knees.
My cheeks burn, heat spreading through me as he hovers dangerously close to my most intimate area. No one has ever seen it or touched it before, and I can tell he’s about to do both. Nothing—not even an army—could stop this man from claiming what’s already his.