Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75289 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
She reaches between us and replaces my hand with hers. She sweeps her fingers through her wetness, coating them, and then brushes them down my dick. I’m soaked and just as slippery as she is. She wraps her mouth around my head, humming as she tastes us together.
She spread her legs so far apart that they shake violently. She leans as far forward as she can, such that her hard nipples scrape against my abs.
She hollows her cheeks, doing something with her mouth that I didn’t even know was possible. I’m right there on the ledge again, and the pain of holding myself back, combined with the pleasure she’s giving me, turns me into a beast. I attack her with my tongue, lashing and sucking on her clit.
I know I said I wanted her coming on my tongue, but I’m desperate. I can feel how close she is, and I need to send her over the edge so I don’t come first. She wanted to do this together, and I want to give her that more than anything.
I coat two fingers in her slick wetness and then thrust them inside her while I press on her clit with my tongue. I thrust my fingers inside her, and even before I hook them at the end, I can feel her walls clenching around me.
“War, War….oh. Oh!”
“I’m going to come,” I warn her.
I still half expect her to pull back and change her mind, which would be more than fine and still ridiculously hot, but she doubles her efforts, taking me deep and pumping me with her hand.
I can’t hold back. I come hard, exploding as she whimpers and writhes and soaks my face while she finds her own climax. I try to be still and try not to roar out like a wild beast, but she’s not the least bit worried, thrashing and chasing the pleasure without a hint of embarrassment while my cock kicks in her mouth.
She rides out her pleasure, giving me the same until I stop shaking.
My brain has just about been obliterated, so when she pulls away and turns around, I’m swimming through a haze of pleasure. I can barely see straight, let alone process what she’s doing.
“War?”
I blink hard, clearing away the supernovas that are whitening out my vision. She smiles at me, blissed out, galaxies swimming in her own blown-out eyes. Her curls are wild around her face, a crazy halo that is absolute perfection.
“Amalphia, I—”
“Want to be inside me?” One saucy quirk of her eyebrow punctuates that suggestion. “Funny, I was going to say the same thing. Do you need a minute?”
She’s straddling my waist, but I can feel how hard I am. See? I knew there had to be some truth to the saying about things getting stuck like that. This is more than worth the risk of permanent damage.
“I don’t. I don’t need a minute.”
“That’s good.” She brushes her knuckles over my cheek and then presses the pad of her thumb into my bottom lip. I brush my thumb over her finger, licking her and watching as her lids flutter close at the sensation. “That’s good because if I don’t have you inside me right now, I’m going to combust.”
She shimmies down. Way down. I forget I am still trapped in my clothes until she pulls my sweats off and helps me shed my boxers.
My cock stands up like a horseshoe pole. But, uh, not as thin. Though definitely as hard as iron or whatever they use. Yeah, that’s an apt comparison.
“War?”
I flick my eyes straight back up to Amalphia’s face.
She smiles softly at me. “I’m on the pill. Are you still okay with this?”
I most definitely don’t have a problem with it. My dick literally sways, and we both watch it kick as I think about being inside her bare.
“I’m okay. More than,” I murmur.
She takes me in her hand, positions herself above me, and guides my cockhead to her entrance. Then, she lets go, flattens both palms to my inked chest, and takes a breath.
“I’ll try to behave, but fair warning, I’m probably going to fuck the shit out of you. Even though you’re freaking supersized in the dick department, I don’t want to go slow. I want you. I want you badly. Just…if I start wrecking myself, hold on to me?”
Holy. Fucking. God.
I take both my hands in hers. “I’ll do anything you want.”
She wriggles her brows playfully at me. “Don’t say that. The night is half gone, but I can keep you here all day. Is dying of too many orgasms a thing? I don’t want to actually kill you.”
It’s official. This is how I’ll die.
Wait…
My dick has utterly taken over my brain and the rest of my body too. I’m just one giant sausage at this point.
My lack of functioning brain cells doesn’t stop me from clutching Amalphia’s waist in a firm grasp when she guides my hands there to support her.