Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 73398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
My thighs howled in agony as I practically forced them to stay still and in place, effectively stopping my hips from pumping upwards and forcing me down deeper into her throat.
The moment that my cum hit her tongue, she moaned.
And I swore to all that was holy that I would make this woman mine in every way that she possibly could be.
Chapter 19
Who named them Kegels and not puss pumps?
-Text from Janie to Cora
Cora
I couldn’t tell you what I expected sex to be like.
Nerve-wracking, yes. Exciting, maybe a little. Good? Not in a million years.
Not for my first time, anyway.
The moment I took one final lick of Coke’s cock, relishing in the last drop of his release, I sat back on my heels.
My gaze took him in, from his heaving chest as he tried to draw in oxygen to his still rock-hard cock.
Then my eyes met his, and I saw something there that I’d never thought I’d see on a man’s face.
Desire.
I just wasn’t a person who expected those kinds of things to be aimed her way. I was seriously out of my league.
But before I could allow myself to get too far into my own head, Coke was leaning forward and reaching for me.
“Don’t,” he ordered.
“Don’t?” I asked, surprised with the vehemence in his voice. Was something wrong?
“Don’t overthink this,” he answered. “Now lay down while I catch my breath and remember how to think straight.”
I found myself laying down without expressly informing my body to do so, and then I was in Coke’s arms as he breathed deeply next to me.
“I think,” he informed me. “That if I’d had you and that for my entire life, I might very well be dead by now. My heart stopped beating for a minute there.”
I licked my lips, still tasting him. “Then, it was…okay?”
His rumbled laughter started deep in my chest. “Let’s just say that I think you might be doing that a lot in the future…or at least I may be begging you to.”
The way he practically growled that last part had me shivering in his arms.
But before I could ask him all over again for his reassurance, he rolled until he was on top of me.
“I’m not young, Cora,” he said, his face inches from mine. The morning light was shining through his blinds, and the parallel lines were running horizontally across his face and chest where he was propped up over my body. “I’ve done things. Things that I thought were good enough. But I’ve never once experienced anything like that. I don’t know if it felt that good because it was something that I’ve always dreamed about or because it was you doing it. But I have a feeling it’s more that it was you and not just something new.”
The fact that he read the insecurity in my eyes showed that he not only knew me, but he understood me.
But before I could say a single word, he started to descend down my body, stopping only at the slice of skin at my belly and pressing a kiss directly above my naval.
“My turn,” he growled.
And the sound was much rougher than his normal voice.
I made a mental note. When he was aroused, his voice sounded like he’d gargled with gravel.
I smiled and watched as he continued his descent.
The moment he reached my panties, he inhaled.
I promptly blushed.
Did I smell okay?
I mean, the vagina was one of the body parts that I just never could get clean enough that I would mind if anyone else smelled it. I’d taken a shower last night, but still.
That’d been a whole eight hours ago!
But he didn’t seem to be repulsed by the smell. In fact, he seemed enticed by it.
He slowly tugged my underwear free of my hips and slid them over my ass and then down my legs taking his time in a way that drove me wild.
The moment my pussy was exposed to him, I started thinking that maybe I should’ve shaved.
I kept the bushes trimmed, of course, but I didn’t keep them completely bare.
I didn’t like the way it felt without the hair down there, and I’d never questioned it until now.
But he didn’t seem to care. He dove face first into the space between my legs, and he let me know in no uncertain terms how much he liked everything about my nether regions.
My thighs were pushed up and out by his large, rough hands, and then pressed down to the bed moments later as he stretched his arms up high over his body to hold them down.
The move opened me fully to him, and he didn’t waste time getting down to business.
He took one swipe with his tongue from the top of my clit down the whole length of me and then moved back up again. Over and over again he assaulted my clit, opening, and lips with his tongue.