Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
“Keep going, Sable. Show me what I’ve been dreaming about seeing in the flesh.” She wiggles out of her jeans, leaving her in nothing but a matching purple bra and underwear set.
“Are you going to do the same?” Her hand going behind her back to unclasp the bra. I’m standing in a stupor when realization hits me that she’s nearly naked, while I’m still clothed.
“Fuck yeah.” The minute we're both naked, I’m on her, backing her up until she’s pressed against the front door. My mouth is on hers, her arms are around my neck, her legs wrapping me up, and the underside of my cock meets her wetness.
“Colt,” she breathes against my lips when I gently rock back and forth. My chest hair grazes her hardened nipples.
“Hate like hell I’m about to lose the feel of your pussy on my cock. The only thing holding me over is knowing I’ll have you coming all over my face.” I drop to my knees, move the back of her thighs over my shoulders, and cup her breasts with my hands. Sable’s scent swirls around me, going straight to my fucking head.
“Please don’t make me wait. Please.” She begs so prettily for me, who am I to test her patience? As hard as my cock is for her, there’s no way I’m going to make myself wait.
“Jesus, woman,” I mutter against her folds as she undulates beneath me. Her hips grip either side of my face, nearly smothering me. It’s a goddamn thing of beauty. I lick a path from her clit down her fold and then the other. The spicy taste has me retracing the path. Meanwhile, I keep up the pace I have on her nipples, pinching the tips, figuring out what she likes and doesn’t like. So far, nothing has cooled her down, and there’s been no mention of telling me to back off.
“Colt.” I sink my tongue inside her, feeling the way she pulses around me, wishing like hell it were around my cock but knowing the time for that will be coming as soon as I make her come with my mouth. I pull out to circle the tip of my tongue around her clit. Sable’s hands sink into my hair. Her nails are sharp as she digs in when I draw slow, methodical circles around where she’s pulsing the most. I go back and forth between going inside, licking upwards, and then downwards. The pattern is never the same, so she never knows what’s coming next.
“Oh god, yes, yes, yes.” Her chants are loud to my otherwise muffled ears. I pinch both nipples at the same time as I rasp my teeth along her sensitive skin then go back to working her pussy. It’s only when I take one hand away from her breast and push one finger inside that she pulses around my digit, long and hard, strong and steady. I pump in and out of her, only adding a second one once I’ve stretch her out some. The fit is snug, and from watching her come by herself last night, I know, judging by the way pussy gripped her fingers, that she’ll be tight.
“Hmm.” I blow a puff of air against her heated flesh, then wrap my lips around her clit, sucking greedily, working her nipple, and finger-fucking her all at once.
“Fuck, Colt.” I look up the length of her bod. Her chest heaves, her eyes close, cheeks red, and she’s biting her lower lip as she comes all over me. She coats my face and her thighs, and as much as I try to keep up with cleaning her, by the time she comes down from her orgasm, I have her wetness dripping down my chin.
“Fucking gorgeous, Sable.” I place a kiss on her center before I stand up, maneuvering her legs so they wrap around my waist, and carry her further into the house. With any luck, I’ll get more than one taste before the night is over.
15
Colt
“You keep pushing that ass against my dick, I’m going to slide in.” I’m wrapped around Sable, we’re both naked, and it’s the early hours of the next morning. After I ate her and she blew me, we barely had enough energy to make it to the bedroom. Food wasn’t a blip on our radar, and when we climbed into bed, Sable passed out. I left her to it, locked up the house, and then joined her.
Now waking her to the next morning, there’s nothing I want more than to sink inside her tight, wet heat.
“I’m not stopping you.” She looks over her shoulder, hair a tousled mess, and gives me a soft smile. There’s only one question left.
“Condom?”
“I’m covered, as long as you’re good?” Fuck, I’m about to nut before I’m even inside her.
“I’m more than fucking good.” My arm beneath her neck travels down until I’m cupping her breast, and my thumb rasps over the pebbled tip. Her lips land on mine, kissing me with so much that it builds a craving I’ve become addicted to. I slide my hand down the slope of her curves, feeling her flesh awaken with each inch I traveled down. It’s not until I make it to her hip that Sable opens her legs and hooks one over mine.