Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 86068 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86068 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
I pull my mouth away from hers and kiss down her body, heading for her sweet pussy. I promised her the night of her life, and that is exactly what she is getting. It’s going to be ‘George who?’ by the time I’ve had my way with her.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Pippa
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My stomach swirls with anticipation as Rhett’s traveling mouth finally reaches my pussy. I wait for it. For the delicious sensation of his tongue on my clit, but he bypasses it. Instead, he moves to my inner thighs, kissing down one and back up the other one. My skin tingles, and goose bumps chase each other back and forth beneath his touch.
Then, suddenly, without warning, and with glittering, greedy eyes, he pushes my knees wide apart and swoops down. And just like that, his warm, rough tongue is on my clit, lapping, licking, and sucking it as if it is the most delicious fruit he has ever tasted. It feels good. So good. I can’t stop the moan that escapes me. I feel my cheeks burning. Not with embarrassment or shame, but pleasure.
I expect Rhett to do what I’m used to, what George always does, give me a couple of minutes of half-hearted licks, before he enters me for the real show, but Rhett … Rhett doesn’t do that. No, he doesn’t. He stays.
Oh, my world! He stays and works my clit expertly with his mouth and tongue … and already, already I am feeling things I’ve never felt before. My clit is coming to life, pulsing with a sweet pleasure that leaves me reeling. I don’t know quite what to do with the feeling, but I like it and I find myself grabbing handfuls of the duvet under me and twisting them helplessly in my fists as he keeps working me.
I can feel the pleasure building, and I know I’m rushing headlong towards something, but I am not sure what exactly. All I know is I’m about to have my first ever orgasm from a man giving me head. I grit my teeth, waiting for it, unsure of how it will feel. I have never climaxed with George. Not once. I usually have to take care of it myself. Sometimes, while he is asleep next to me, and sometimes in the bathroom. Always, it is rushed and quick.
Rhett shifts slightly, and his clever tongue goes away. For a second, I feel frustrated, but his touch isn’t gone for long. His fingers replace his tongue on my clit. He rubs me in a figure eight shape, as his tongue pushes into my pussy. To my shock, he starts tongue fucking me. I feel overwhelmed with the sensations flying through me, and I can’t contain the odd squeak that slips out of me.
That pressure is building, building, and if it doesn’t find a release soon, I feel like I am going to blow up. I find myself pressing myself against Rhett’s fingers, making his touch harder, and bucking my hips, rubbing myself on him.
George would be disgusted by such brazen behavior. Rhett, on the other hand, seems to be spurred on by my wanton enjoyment. He withdraws his tongue from my pussy and licks around the edges, hungrily lapping up the juices that are pouring out of me.
Suddenly, the release comes, and it’s like nothing, nothing I have ever felt before.
My clit sends waves of pure pleasure through me, but I don’t just feel my orgasm there. I feel it in my stomach, the muscles contracting wildly. I feel it in my breasts, my nipples, my neck, my lips, my head. My nerves feel like they are exploding with so much pleasure. My whole body vibrates with it. I can’t breathe, I can’t think, I am just consumed by the intense rush of pleasure. It is so powerful, I don’t know how much more of it I can take, but I trust Rhett. He seems to know my body better than I do.
His fingers move around my clit, forming a V shape, and then they squeeze inwards, and the extra sensation sends me over the edge once more. I open my mouth, gasping for air, but feel as if I’m getting none. I manage to snatch a breath that comes out in a loud ‘ahhhh’ sound. My toes literally curl as I take another breath, and I hear myself screaming Rhett’s name, unable to stop myself.
His fingers and his mouth move away from my pussy and my clit as I come down from what I can only describe as the most amazing thing I have ever felt in my whole life. It’s like I died and went to heaven. Shocked and astonished, I lay still as he kisses his way back up my body.
His lips find mine again, and I can taste myself on his tongue. I swirl my tongue with his, running my hands over his naked back and shoulders. I push my hands into his hair, pressing my lips tighter against his until he pulls back. He looks down at me, and while maintaining eye contact, he reaches down and takes hold of my leg just above the knee. He lifts it until it is bent upwards, and then he hooks it over his shoulder. Before I have a chance to catch my breath fully, he is pushing inside me, his cock massive and hard and, oh, so good.