Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 90607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
“Does that answer your question?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to leave?”
“No.”
He cupped her cheek, stroking a finger along her jawline.
Bernice was still sound asleep. She had perked her head up and given him a tail wag, but her dog was growing to be very spoiled and lazy. She loved her.
Pat kissed her, and Ava ran her hands up the inside of his jacket and wrapped them around his neck. In response, Pat’s hands traveled down her back, and she nearly lost herself as he grabbed her ass and lifted her up.
She broke the kiss, letting out a squeal, and then pressing her face against his neck, as she didn’t want to worry her sister or her mother.
“You can tell me to stop if you want,” Pat said.
“No, I don’t want you to stop.” This felt very dangerous, but also a lot of fun. Never had she had a man in her room, nor had she wanted to. Yet, Pat was the man she wanted more than anything.
He took possession of her lips, and she had changed into a pair of pajamas. They stopped kissing as he reached for her top and quickly pulled it right over her head, tossing it to the side.
She didn’t have on any other lingerie, and he groaned. “Perfect.”
He cupped her tits, running his thumbs across each peak, and she let out a moan.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he said.
Before she could say anything else, Pat leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth. He bit down, and she couldn’t help but cry out.
“Shh,” he said, and then he placed his palm over her mouth.
Ava loved it.
His palm was large and he held her in place as he started to suckle at her nipple. The pleasure was intense, and she didn’t know if she was going to be able to stand it. She also loved his hand across her mouth, taking charge.
Pat flicked his tongue across her nipple, then moved to the second one and began to bite on her tit. It wasn’t painful and the sensations made her melt for more. She didn’t want him to stop.
Another moan fell from her lips, and she felt almost desperate with her need. He growled against her body, and Ava tried to tell him to be quiet but there was no way she could speak around his hand.
Pat was not done. He let go of her mouth and started to kiss down her body. His hands grabbed the pajama pants she wore and started to drag them down her body, and she lifted up for him to be able to take them off her with ease. He tossed them aside and spread her legs open.
Ava watched, unable to look away, and also not wanting to look away as he slid his hands beneath her ass, gripping her, and then his face was between her thighs.
The moment his tongue was on her clit, she had no choice but to put a hand across her mouth to contain her pleasured cries. He tongued her clit, circling the bud, sliding across and around. Each sensation pushed her to that peak, and sent her close to the edge, but then he dropped down and she felt him tease her entrance. Pat was a master with his tongue, and all she could do was wait until he gave her the release.
He pulled back up, started to tease her clit, and this time her orgasm started to build. Ava expected him to hold back, only this time he pushed her over the edge, and as he did so, she reached for a pillow and pressed it across her face in the hope of silencing herself. There was nothing else she could do.
However, once he was finished, and her body shook from the aftershocks of pleasure, she had a second to just admire his body as he started to remove his clothes. Like always, the leather cut was treated with respect, and then his jeans and shirt were tossed to the floor without a care in the world.
When he went to crawl back on the bed, Ava quickly moved. She went to him, kneeling on the bed, and she placed a hand on his chest.
“Wait,” she said.
She felt nervous, but this is what she wanted to do.
Pat was always tasting her, bringing her to orgasm, and as she climbed off the bed, she felt her stomach fill with butterflies. It was another thing to imagine it, and very different to actually do it. Her nerves were getting the better of her.
Staring into his eyes, she went onto her tiptoes and kissed him, but before he could say anything, she sunk to her knees before him.
Pat had already taken off all his clothes, so she reached for him and wrapped her fingers around his length. She licked her lips.