Total pages in book: 122
Estimated words: 115706 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 579(@200wpm)___ 463(@250wpm)___ 386(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115706 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 579(@200wpm)___ 463(@250wpm)___ 386(@300wpm)
As Aubrey’s mouth takes me higher and higher, I start shaking and shuddering, like she’s using a Taser on me. And when my loud groans threaten to wake up the Munchkin across the hallway, she hands me a pillow for my face.
After the crestfallen look on Aubrey’s face earlier tonight—the one she wore when her father expressed surprise about my current state of indecision regarding the cabin—I thought Aubrey might want to skip sex tonight, in favor of talking about my vision for the future.
But the opposite happened. When Aubrey came to my room tonight, not only did she want sex, as usual, she attacked me like never before and told me some good news: she’d brokered a deal with Raine to sleep with my sister, Auntie Miranda, for the whole night. Which means Aubrey can stay in my bed the entire night, for the first time, ever, without needing to sneak back to Raine by sunrise.
Aubrey tries a new angle with her mouth, and my eyes suddenly roll back into my head. What kind of sorcery is this? I’ve had more blowjobs than I care to admit; but not a single one has ever made me feel like I’m being physically electrocuted by pleasure.
“Aubrey,” I grit out from behind the pillow smashed over my face. “What are you doing to me, baby?” If I knew this was waiting for me every night, I’d never need another drop of alcohol or hit of weed. I’d never suck on a vape again or pop a gummy. Hell, I’d never even take a fucking Tylenol, if I knew this drug of a woman was all mine, forever.
Forever.
It’s the first time I’ve thought the word in relation to Aubrey. But the minute the word strikes me, it feels natural and right. Like a no-brainer. In fact, thinking about Aubrey being mine forever only turns me on, even more.
As another shockwave of arousal rockets through me, I buck my hips and grip Aubrey’s hair, trying to hang on.
My balls tighten, and a growl hurtles out of me from the depths of my soul.
Aubrey lets out a low, ragged groan that matches my own desperate sounds; and a second later, a tsunami of ecstasy slams into me, throttling me with a release that’s so fucking body-quaking and head-spinning, I can’t keep myself from writhing on the bed like a goddamned marlin hauled onto a fishing boat.
I’m expecting Aubrey to pull away and let me come all over my stomach. But, instead, she shoves my cock down her throat like a champ and enthusiastically swallows every drop of me. So fucking hot.
It’s not the first time I’ve been swallowed down. Not even close. But it’s the best time, by a long mile. Although everything Aubrey does at this point, both in and out of bed, is the best time. A godsend. Another reason to fall even more deeply and madly in love with her. I’ve entered The Promised Land. Sheer Nirvana. A place no drug or booze or any other woman could possibly take me.
When my quaking orgasm ends, I slide the pillow off my face and inhale deeply. “Jesus, Aubrey,” I mutter on my exhale. “That was incredible.” I raise my head to look at her. And what I behold is damn-near the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Aubrey looks shit-faced drunk. So, full of lust, she’s seeing stars.
“Here, kitty-kitty,” I coo in a low grumble. “Come sit on my face, baby.”
With a greedy smile, she lets me guide her onto my face; at which point, I grip her hips firmly and fuck her with my tongue and lips like a man possessed. As her pleasure ramps up, and her movements become more and more heated and desperate, I get into it more and more. Until soon, I’ve got Aubrey writhing and gyrating on my face like she’s on the brink of total and complete obliteration.
A string of expletives pours out of Aubrey’s mouth. Suddenly, she begins snapping her hips back and forth on my face with even more fervor, like she’s a sprinter who’s lunging forward toward the finish-line tape.
With a fierce grip of my forearms and a long, low growl, she freezes, stock-still, on top of me. And a second later, every inch of flesh in contact with my tongue and lips begins pulsing and throbbing rhythmically.
I grab Aubrey’s ass as she comes, reveling in every sensation. The sweet taste of her. Her intoxicating scent and sounds. Until, finally, Aubrey’s body stops rippling and her loud groans subside.
Purring, she breathlessly slides off me and flops onto the mattress next to me, a satisfied pile of flesh and bones. “I’ve never come that hard in my life,” she gasps out between pants. “I thought I was going to pass out.” She turns her sweaty face toward me and beams a smile at me that quickens my heart rate. “Did I hurt you?”