Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37047 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37047 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
“Because I don’t like it.”
“Are you nuts? It’s gorgeous.” I can’t wait to run my fingers through it. The only reason I’ve been able to see it now is because I’d tugged on the wig so hard, I’d hurt her. She’d tried to hide the shout of pain behind a moan, but I’d caught it.
She’d had no choice but to come clean once I saw one of the pins sticking out and the edge of the stocking she had around her hair to keep it in place. I’d helped her remove the rest of the pins, my ire growing with each lock of her beautiful hair as it was exposed.
It was almost blasphemous that she’d hidden it behind what I now know is a cheap blonde wig. I could get lost in hair like that; in fact, it’s my favorite color hair on a woman. I moved closer on the couch, putting the dessert away for now as my hunger had turned once again to my new favorite delight.
I pushed my hand beneath the lapel of her robe to feel the warm flesh just beneath her shoulder. Her eyes followed me, wide, innocent, with a touch of devilishness in them. I ran my fingertip over the dark marks I’d left on her neck and collarbone as her legs fell open, making room for me between them.
Her warm flesh, still dewy from her bath, clung to me as I licked my way from her neck to her chest. I’d always believed myself to be a breast man—all my life that had been my attraction, from middle school until about three weeks ago.
I don’t know if it’s the shirt she’d been wearing the first time I saw her. The way it hung off one shoulder and seemed to get caught on her nipple. Whatever it is, I’ve been hooked on her little green apple-sized orbs, and they bore the marks to prove it.
I ran my teeth over the hard raspberry-colored nipple, which made her sigh and arch up off the couch, driving her pussy into my cock, which had escaped from the robe. I ran my cock length up and down her slit until her clit came out of hiding. Her hoarse intimate moans tickled my ear and sent shockwaves through my dick.
I popped one titty out of my mouth and moved on to the next while dry humping her with the full length of my cock until the thick head slid into her entrance and back out again. “Fuck me, Mr. Jarvis.” She grabbed my ears, her eyes filled with heat as she begged.
That’s something else I love about her, her stamina. No matter how often we fuck, she’s already ready, always there. I guess what they say is true about a man and woman’s prime being at different stages in their lives. I know many would fault me, but when I’m with her, I get the wild urge to do it all over.
For the first time in a very long time, I feel alive again. I lost my train of thought when her impatience reared its ugly head. She wanted me in her now, and there was no room for debate. “I want to fuck you from behind again; I know how much you like that.”
I laughed at the haste with which she flung herself around and got into position before me. Her head and upper body hung over the end of the couch while her ass was on full display. I dragged the robe off her shoulders and tossed it to the floor, leaving her whole body exposed.
Her hair, which had been hidden until now, flowed down her flawless back almost to her ass. Now her ass, this is the thing that caught my eye the first time I saw her, that and her spectacular legs that seemed to go on forever, even on her short frame. And then there were her eyes…
But none of that came close to her ass. Perfectly shaped, and the globes fit into my palms like they were made for it. I ran my hands up and down her back and down between her thighs, cupping her pussy in my hand with each pass-through.
She was wet already, her pussy breathing in and out with every breath she took. My cock was leaking precum onto the leather of the couch, making beneath my knees slippery. I held my cock in hand and stroked it as I lowered my head to her sweet snatch.
Her pussy still has that new taste, only now there’s a hint of me in there as well. She doesn’t know it, or maybe she does, but I’ve already made up my mind to keep her with me. She’d just finished her Master’s program and wanted to go for her Ph.D., but that’s not going to happen, not if I have my way.