Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 73515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
“That feels so good, baby. Now suck.”
My head started spinning when she pulled me deep, hollowing out her cheeks. “Oh, fuck yeah, Cora. Just like that. Can you take me deeper?”
She nodded.
“Just relax, gingersnap. I’m going to push in farther. When you feel me at the back of your throat, swallow.”
Little by little, I fed her more of my dick until I finally bumped into a barrier. Cora immediately swallowed, and I shouted in ecstasy. She gagged for a second, and I tried to pull back, but she grasped my ass and yanked me forward. “Oh fuck, yes! Fuck! Suck it hard, baby. Fuck!”
When my balls drew up and started tingling, I knew I was close. “I’m going to come, Cora,” I warned. I’d intended to come in her mouth, but at the last second, I changed my mind. I pulled out and moved to kneel between her legs as I asked, “Are you on birth control, gingersnap?”
“Um...no, but you don’t have to—oooooooh.”
For some reason, that knowledge broke my control. I grabbed her ankles and spread her legs as wide as they would go before pressing them back slightly. Then I widened my stance, lowering my body until my cock was lined up with her dripping, pink pussy. “So wet for me,” I groaned as I began to slide inside her snug channel. “Fuck. You’re just as tight as the night I popped your cherry, gingersnap,” I gritted out through clenched teeth. It was taking everything in me not to come right then.
When I was almost completely sheathed, I bent over her just a little to slide in the last couple of inches. “Huntley,” Cora moaned as her head thrashed from side to side.
I retreated a few inches and bucked my hips hard, thrusting back in. “Shit, gingersnap. I could live in this pussy. So fucking hot.” I set a slowly increasing rhythm until I was fucking her hard and fast. I watched my cock disappear and reappear, each time glistening a little more as it was continually coated in her juices.
“Huntley! Oh, yes! Yes! Harder!”
Since I was holding her legs up and open, I rasped, “Play with those big, sexy tits for me, baby.”
Cora glided her hands up her torso to cup her globes and come spurted from my tip. She squeezed them, then plucked her nipples. “So fucking hot,” I grunted, speeding up even more.
She toyed with the rosy buds, then she pinched them, and the walls of her pussy clamped hard around my cock. “Cora! Fuck, baby! Oh, yeah. Fuck! Fuck!”
I quickly dipped my thumb between her pussy lips to make it wet before rubbing furiously over her swollen clit. She went off like a rocket, and I finally allowed myself to let go.
I roared her name as hot come erupted from my cock. My hips continued to work her hard and fast, slamming in and out until I’d pushed her over the edge one more time.
Finally, I was empty, and my dick softened a little. I slowed to a stop and lowered her legs, wrapping them around my waist. Then I rolled us over so she was sprawled on my chest, my cock still buried deep inside her.
“You have no idea how many times I dreamed about falling asleep like this,” I murmured sleepily. I’d never felt more content in my life, and it only took a moment before I drifted off.
My eyes flew open and I looked wildly around in the dark for the source of the sound that had ripped me from sleep.
A sliver of light from the bathroom door drew my attention, and I heard the sound again. What the fuck?
Quickly climbing out of bed, I hurried to the bathroom and gently pushed the door open.
“Gingersnap?” I asked when I spotted Cora on the floor in front of the toilet. “Are you all right.”
“Yes,” she sighed. Then she heaved and bent over the bowl to throw up again.
“Bullshit,” I barked. “I’m taking you to the hospital.”
9
Cora
When I was done dry heaving, I lifted my head and groaned, “It’s just a little puking. I don’t need to go to the hospital.”
“There isn’t anything left in your stomach, and you’re still nauseous. That’s a fuck of a lot of puking, not a little.”
“This wasn’t how I was planning to tell you,” I muttered as he helped me to my feet. I felt bad that I’d allowed myself to be distracted with sex before we had the conversation I’d been waiting for weeks to have with him. But the moment he’d touched me, all rational thought fled my brain. My body was more sensitive, and I had been instantly blown away by the intense pleasure of Huntley’s touch.
“Tell me what? Have you been sick while I’ve been gone?” His fingers dug into my hips as he guided me over to the sink.