Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71698 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71698 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Suddenly, she lets my cock go, popping it out of her mouth wetly. She stands up and rewires my brain completely by guiding me silently down onto the couch. I sprawl out, and she flips onto me, facing away. My mind scrambles as I think she’s going to ride me reverse cowgirl until I freaking expire, but then she backs up.
Oh my god, goh my gwad, ghwmigaww. The chant gets progressively more garbled in my brain as her ankles slide past my neck, and then her knees part over my face.
Oh, shit.
We’re doing this.
I didn’t know anyone still did it, but that just makes it kinkier.
I don’t know if I’ve ever wanted to do anything more. At this point, I’m so hard that holding myself back is getting harder and harder to do.
I focus on her sweet pussy. She’s lined herself up perfectly with my face. I loop my arms around her legs and pull her in so I can devour her. She smells like a heaven I don’t quite believe in, and she tastes even better. Her thighs are soaked, so I lap at her there too. Frantic to be closer, I thrust my tongue inside her so that when she takes my cock into her mouth, she pants around it, baptizing it with fevered whimpers. I growl in response.
She sucks me so hard that my soul nearly leaves my body. I stop worrying about finessing this and just eat her like a madman. I run my tongue down her center, eating her loudly before I suckle her clit unmercifully, making her squirm all over my face.
She’s the one who stops again. She wriggles away from me, climbing over my chest. Then, she tears my pants down my legs, swivels around, and straddles me, her sweet and hot heat just inches away from my cock.
I want to be inside her so badly that everything is throbbing. Strange things like my nipples, my belly button, my freaking knees, and the tops of my feet.
She arches over me, leaning forward and planting her hands on my thighs. Her fingers dig in, alleviating some of the ache somehow. I also get a full view of her perfect, perky ass when she positions herself like that. The twin globes are right there, and I palm them, shifting her over my cock so the tip traces through her wet folds.
She gasps, keeps one hand on my thigh, and wraps the other around the base of my dick. I’m so hard that I have zero control over what direction I’m pointing, but she holds me upright and guides me straight to her entrance.
There’s no teasing as she sinks down, taking me all the way inside her. She throws her head back, grinding forward and back and rocking her clit right over my balls. I grind my teeth together and resolve not to pass out or come. Either at this point would be a terrible outcome. She feels so damn good, though. A blackout might be imminent.
“Oh my god, I love how you feel inside me. I imagined it, but I never thought it would be this good,” she rasps.
I’m going to be done in three, two—
“You’re so thick, and I’m so full. God, Wilder, I’m not going to last,” she moans.
Thank fuck, at least that makes two of us.
“Are you okay? You’re so quiet.”
“Also trying not to come,” I grind out, my face heating. “Trying not to think about how tight you are or how you just impaled yourself on me without a second thought.”
“I needed you to fill me up. I couldn’t wait.”
“That’s good. It’s so good. Too good. I might stroke out,” I pant breathlessly.
My cock kicks inside her as she lifts herself off and sinks back down. When I make the mistake of opening my eyes to watch the show, I immediately shut them tight again because it makes it that much more unbearable and harder to hold back. My balls are going to detonate. She’s soaking, and I’m a hot mess too. Every time she rocks forward, I can hear how wet we are.
It’s so perfect.
So fucking hot.
My legs start to tremble, and not just a little. A lot. Uncontrollably. As Carissa’s a nurse, there’s no amount of pleasure that’s going to keep her from noticing.
“Oh my god, are you okay?” she gasps.
“Yup,” I bite out tightly. I have to give her something. It has to be the truth, or she’ll assume something terrible. “Just trying really hard not to come.”
There’s a pause. A lengthy silence. And then she rocks forward harder, grinding against me wickedly. “You don’t have to not come. You can come whenever you like.”
“I want to wait for you.”
“I’m almost there. We can be totally cliché and do it together.” She’s working her hips so furiously that I don’t stand a chance. “Oh god. Yes. Right there… don’t move. Oh wow, yes.” I didn’t move. I won’t. She’s doing all the work. She’s glorious, riding me backward and taking me exactly where she needs me.