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)
My head fell back as I released a hearty laugh, but it died on my lips when she popped the front clasp on her bra. Her big tits spilled out, and I was suddenly at a loss for words, although I had no problem acting. I dipped my fingers in the waistband of her pants and ripped them down her legs. Dropping them onto the floor, I aimed my gaze at her center and the dark wet spot on her panties. I licked my lips at the prospect of tasting her desire. I finally drew my gaze up her body to land on her face, and when I saw the light tinge of pink on her cheeks and the nervousness in her pretty blue eyes, I attempted to soothe her worries.
“I love that you’re so wet for me,” I growled. “It's sexy as hell.”
I quickly shucked my jeans but left on my boxer briefs, not wanting to scare her with my size. Then I slowly climbed onto the bed and crawled over her until I was covering her from head to toe. “You are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my entire life.”
The hesitancy in Piper’s eyes quickly dissipated, and I bent my head to capture her lips once more. After a couple of minutes, I nibbled her lips and then began to kiss a trail along her jaw and down her neck to the valley between her breasts.
Suddenly, I slipped my arms beneath her back and rolled us over so she was sitting astride me. Her center lowered, and all her weight settled over the large bulge in my underwear. Her eyes went wide but quickly glazed over with passion when I cupped her tits and ran the pads of my thumbs over the tips of her nipples.
“These are fucking amazing, baby.” I sat up and drew one hard peak into my mouth. Piper moaned, and her hands went to the back of my head as if she was afraid I would stop. That is definitely not happening. Her skin tasted as sweet as her mouth. Like pure sugar and something fruity.
Her hips wriggled restlessly, and I groaned as I let the nipple pop from my mouth before turning to give the other the same treatment.
“Deacon,” she moaned.
Holy shit. Hearing her say my name like that nearly had me coming like a teenager during his first make-out session.
I released her nipple but kept her breasts in my palms, gently massaging them as I took her mouth in a fierce kiss.
There was a war going on inside me. I didn't want to give her the opportunity for logic to creep in, but a bigger part of me knew I needed to make sure she was ready. I ripped my lips from hers and looked deep into her eyes. “Are you sure about this?”
She bit her bottom lip and nodded.
“Once I've had you, there's no going back. You're mine.”
Piper's lip popped out from between her teeth, and she scooted closer, bringing her pussy a little snugger against my erection. “I want you,” she whispered, and I could see the sincerity in her blue pools.
Once again, I flipped us over, then resumed kissing my way down her body. I stopped at the line of her panties and put a kiss just above the material before I grabbed them in the center and ripped them from her body. “Fuck.” Her lips were pink and glistening with her arousal.
“Tell me this is all for me. That no one else has ever tasted this pussy.”
When Piper bit her bottom lip, I reached up and tugged it out for her. “The only one who bites that lip is me.”
She blushed adorably. “It’s all for you,” she murmured, responding to my earlier demand.
Dropping my head, I ran my nose along her mound and inhaled deeply. “So fucking delicious,” I grunted before parting her lips with my thumbs and giving her one long lick from top to bottom. She cried out, and her hips bucked, filling my mouth with her pussy.
I’d never get enough of her taste. As I worked her with my tongue and teeth, I felt her hold on me tightening. I was not a man with many vices—being in the military, particularly black ops, meant being adaptable and in control at all times. But I instantly knew that Piper was my addiction, and I would always fight a nearly uncontrollable need to taste her, fuck her—to just be near her.
Her cries escalated as I devoured her, and once I’d worked a finger into her tight pussy, it wasn’t long before she fell over the edge. Her muscles rippled and pulsed as her climax tore through her. I couldn’t wait another second. I needed to be inside her. I was dying to feel her coming on my cock. But the snug fit also served as a reminder that I needed to take my time with her, prepare her so that she didn’t experience more pain than was necessary.