Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 54848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
“Look at me,” he demanded as my fingers started to undo his button and zipper.
My gaze met his as my hand moved inside to wrap my hand around his straining cock, and I got to watch as his eyes went small and his breath exhaled hard between his parted lips at the sensation.
One of his hands moved behind my neck, not forcing my head down, but holding on as I lowered down, keeping my gaze on his until I couldn’t anymore as his cock slid into my mouth.
His hips bucked up into my mouth as I took him deeper and deeper.
I didn’t exactly know how, but somehow, working him with my mouth was making my own desire intensify with each passing second.
Maybe it had to do with the power right then. To have the desire of this gorgeous man under my control as he hissed and cursed, as his hand crushed the back of my head, his nails biting into my skin.
“Enough,” he growled as his hand grabbed a handful of my hair, yanking me backward by it until his cock slid out of my mouth. “Fuck,” he hissed, his other hand raising so his thumb could trace over my swollen lower lip. “Up,” he demanded, making me brace my hands on his knees to get back onto my feet.
As soon as I was, his hands slid down my sides, making another delicious shiver move through me, before his fingers were grabbing the waistbands of my pants and panties, and dragging them down my hips, letting them fall down my legs.
Stepping out of them, I realized I was completely naked in front of him while he was still mostly clothed.
Normally, just realizing that would make insecurity start to take root.
But right then, as his hungry gaze moved over me, insecurity was the last thing on my mind.
Leaning forward, both his hands sank into my hips, pulling me.
“No,” he barked when I went to place my knees on the couch at his sides. “Up,” he demanded, and I didn’t exactly understand until he grabbed my knee and lifted until I placed my foot on the cushion instead.
“Oh,” I said, more confused than I cared to admit, but following his instructions as he guided my other leg into place, leaving me standing on the couch.
Then, his hands were on my ass again, tugging as he sat back, making me lose balance, so that my knees slammed into the tops of the cushions on either side of his head.
“Oh,” I gasped, finally understanding his attention as his hands dug into my hips, pulling down until I felt his tongue sliding up my cleft.
Did people actually… do this?
I mean, sure, I’d read it in books. But I didn’t realize that people actually, you know, did it.
But, well, we were certainly doing it, weren’t we?
Even as that thought crossed my mind, Bael’s tongue found my clit, moving over it once, making my legs shake hard, then starting to tease around it, but never quite making the contact I so desperately needed right then.
My hips dropped a little lower as my hands went on top of his on my hips, holding on as his tongue finally shifted over slightly, working my clit in slow, careful circles, then side-to-side as my moans grew louder and louder, the sensation different than ever before. I didn’t know what was going on with his tongue, but it was definitely more skilled than anyone I’d ever met as he worked me, as the shaking of my thighs intensified as I got closer and closer to that edge.
The orgasm slammed through me hard and fast, stealing my breath, making a strangled sound escape me as my whole body jolted hard, making me lose my perch over his face.
Bael’s arms shot outward, grabbing me to steady me as the waves kept crashing through my system
It wasn’t until I was spent that he grabbed me and yanked me down onto his lap once again, his hands framing my face and pulling me in so his lips could seal over mine.
It seemed impossible, but need slowly but surely started to rekindle in my system as his lips slanted over mine, as his tongue teased mine.
Again, for a split second, I was taken slightly aback at a strange sensation of his tongue. But before I could truly understand it, his fingers were between my thighs, thrusting inside of me.
“Feel how fucking drenched you are for me?” he growled as his lips ripped from mine, as he forced my face into his neck. “You want my cock, don’t you?” he added as his fingers moved inside me, stoking my desire until there was nothing in the world except the need to feel him surging inside me, filling me, working me up and through an orgasm.
“Yes,” I told him, since there was no denying it.