Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 70630 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70630 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
But I wasn’t shivering solely because I was cold.
It also had a lot to do with the way his eyes flared when he realized I wasn’t wearing a bra.
Bending my head forward, my hair fell provocatively over my chest, covering up most of my nipples, but still giving little peeks here and there. Enough to make him highly focused, waiting for each indrawn breath on my part that exposed even more.
“God, you’re so goddamned beautiful,” he rasped. “Move the hair over your shoulder.”
I did, grasping it in both hands and tying my hair back with the band that was around my wrist.
He growled his approval at being given an unhindered view. My back arched, involuntarily, as he drew his breath in for control.
His eyes flared, and Nico demonstrated the word ‘snapped’ very expertly in the next moment.
One moment he was three feet from me, and the next he had my shorts down at my feet.
I heard his knees hit the floor with a thud, and I looked down just in time to see his tongue arrowed out to lick a line down to the apex of my thighs.
He grabbed my calf and lifted one of my knees, throwing it over his shoulder, hastily, spreading me open for his mouth.
I grasped his head with both hands, steadying myself as he moved.
He descended, and I gasped when his tongue flicked the sensitive bundle of nerves at the top of my slit.
“Oh, my God!” I gasped as he wasted no time sucking my clit between his lips.
I felt him smile at the expletive that came out of my mouth next, and I wanted to smack him. But I couldn’t make my hands stop clutching his head. Couldn’t make my hips stop tilting up to give him better access.
Then the hand that was on my left hip swooped backwards, curling around the curve of my ass and over until just the ends of his fingertips swept over my entrance.
He did that three more times before he finally let one large finger sink inside of me to the webbing.
My hips jerked and I pulled his head down, smothering him with my vagina.
I couldn’t make myself stop, though, and he didn’t seem to care that he was about to be asphyxiated by the lips of my pussy alone.
I figured it’d be a good death, though, considering I’d be following shortly behind him if the orgasm I felt on the horizon was anything to show for it.
He started working his finger faster. Then one became two, then two became three. Then four.
His tongue circled the bundle of nerves relentlessly, and when I was on the verge of the breaking point, he sucked it into his mouth, pulling hard.
By the time my orgasm was on me, I was screaming.
I filled his mouth with my release, and his ears with my scream, gasping and panting as I tried in vain to recover from the orgasm he’d just given me.
He didn’t seem to notice the fact that he was holding me up, instead pulling me with him to the couch where he collapsed.
I fell, too, my back to his chest, and his large, fat cock smashed in between us.
He growled as he lifted me up slightly, positioned his cock at my entrance, and then slammed me down.
I, of course, went willingly.
Not only because my legs still hadn’t decided to come back online, but because I just plain wanted to feel him.
He filled me up to almost bursting, and my hands trailed down between my leg to feel where he ended and I began.
My entrance was stretched to the brink, and I rubbed where he entered me, gathering juices before I let my hand travel down to his balls.
Each thrust of his hips swung his balls up, hitting me deliciously.
He growled and pulled my hips down harder, and I held on for dear life as he used me.
Impossibly, I could feel my orgasm building again. I could feel it on the precipice. I wasn’t quite there, but I knew I could be without any effort if I were to touch myself.
“I like it when your ass jiggles each time you sit down on my cock. The way my fingers sink into your flesh. It’s so fucking perfect that that’s all I want to do all fucking day. Watch you ride me into the night. Watch my cock disappear into your tight little pussy, then come out all shiny with your juices,” Nico growled behind me.
Butterflies started to flit into my stomach at his words.
They also shot adrenaline through my veins.
You see, Nico isn’t a talker, he’s a doer. But when he does talk, you listen, because it’s fucking important.
So, for him to tell me how much he likes to watch me ‘ride him’ meant the freakin’ world to me. It also meant I’d be doing a lot more of it in my future. Because anything that can make Nico talk like that was something I’d be doing over and over again, just to hear it.
“Yeah?” Was the only thing I could think of to say.
My brain was too occupied with supplying oxygen to my important parts to really hold an intelligent conversation. But it could listen, and by the time he was done telling me all the naughty things he liked about this position, the orgasm that’d been looming slammed into me.
He growled, leaning me forward, he started to fuck in and out of me furiously.
My head fell back, and the tips of my hair tickled the swell of my ass.
Which only made him pump his hips even harder at the sight.
I felt his abdomen contract, and in the next moment, he was coming with me, slowing until he coaxed his orgasm out leisurely.
The hot splashes filled me up, making me gasp in defeat as my body collapsed back onto his chest.
He wrapped his thick, muscular arms around me, and I leaned my head to the side to let his arm support my head.
“I think you broke me. I may never move again,” I informed him.