Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
He cupped her cheek. The tenderness in his gaze startled her. She wasn’t used to this kind of emotion from him.
“Like you, I don’t see the pain you’ve been through or how broken you’ve been for some time. I see you, Whizz. I see the man you are, and you’re amazing. I can’t lose you.”
“You’re not going to lose me.” He dropped a kiss to her lips.
She wrapped her arms around his body. The bra straps bit into her arms as she held onto him. He kissed her neck.
“There’s no chance of you getting rid of me, baby.” He started kissing down to her breasts once again, circling each bud before moving onto the next. There was no rushing him even though he drove her insane with his touch.
Lacey didn’t know how she was going to survive the rest of the night if he was determined to make her wait for the pleasure.
Chapter Eight
Whizz wanted to scream like an insane person. Lacey wanted him, and she didn’t want to lose him. The very thought that she went shopping with him in mind, filled him with so much happiness he believed he was going to burst. There was no sense to his thoughts. The lacy red bra sent his pulse racing.
“Keep your hands by your sides. I don’t want you to move until I’m ready for you to.”
She groaned but did as he asked, placing her hands down the length of her body. Her tits were lovely and big. Sucking one large nipple into his mouth, he tweaked her other nipple, loving her body as she writhed underneath him. He loved the way she squirmed from his ministrations.
Cupping her tits in his hands, he drew them together so they were close. He tongued the hard buds, lavishing each one with his attention. She started to cry and scream as he bit down on the hard bud. When he released her nipple, he flicked the tip to soothe out the sting.
“Please, Whizz. I can’t take much more.”
“You’ll take what I give you. You want my cock, and I want to play with your body. You’ve got it wrapped up beautifully for me.” He reached around her back, unhooking the bra strap. Whizz removed her bra watching her breasts finally hang free. In the light he saw the tips glistening from his saliva.
Rearing back from the bed, he tugged on his belt. Lacey went to her elbows to watch him. He saw her close her legs, sawing them together. “No, keep those thighs open.”
She opened her thighs with a groan. Her pussy was covered by the patch of red. The material was so fucking sexy, all Whizz wanted to do was tear the panties from her and fuck her hard.
“Play with yourself over your panties.” He saw the wet patch from her cum.
Lacey worked her fingers down her quivering stomach to rest on her mound. Slowly, she worked one finger directly over her slit. He saw the material darken with her arousal.
“You want my cock as much as I want to give it to you?” he asked.
“Yes, Whizz, please, I want you. I need you.”
He moved onto the button of his jeans, working them down his thighs. When he stood naked, he watched her play with her covered pussy. She looked so tempting. All he wanted to do was bat her hand out of the way and lick out her sweet pussy. Going to his knees before her, he placed his palms on her inner thighs, forcing her to open herself wider to him. The scent of her pussy was driving him crazy.
She groaned, thrusting her chest up into the air. He chuckled at her loss of control.
“Tell me what you want, Lacey.”
“I want you.”
“No, I want to hear exactly what you want.”
Her whimper made him smile.
“I want to hear you tell me what you want.”
“What do you want?” she asked.
Whizz was tempted to make her work for it. He didn’t want to give her any ideas, but knowing he was the first man she’d been this open with, he decided to give her a little leeway.
“Okay, baby. I want to move those panties aside and watch you finger yourself. I want to see you tease that pretty clit, and sink your fingers inside your cunt. I know you’re going to want my thick cock. You’re not going to get it until you show me how much you crave my dick in your body.”
“Yes, I want that. I need your tongue on my pussy, Whizz.”
He smiled. This was what he wanted. He wanted to see her losing herself in pleasure, giving herself to him through trust, and love.
Sliding his fingers up the inside of her thighs, he gathered the wet fabric covering her pussy, and dragged it aside to reveal her cream soaked lips. His mouth watered for a taste of her sweet juice.