Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 70607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
“You gonna come for me, Katy?” I growled, flicking her nipple with the tip of my tongue.
“Yes!” she cried out. “God, yes I am. So hard.”
I pulled my cock out and waited until her eyes flew open.
Then, with her eyes on mine, I started to fuck her slowly, drawing out the pleasure.
“God, I hate you right now,” she cried out, her neck stretching out to expose her throat.
I stopped completely and brought my unbound hand to her throat, trailing my index finger down the line, stopping at the hollow just above her collarbone.
“I’ve wanted to do this since the first time I saw you and gave you a ticket,” I told her. “You were wearing black leggings that were so tight I could make out your ass dimples.”
“I don’t have ass dimples,” she informed me.
I grinned and pulled out completely, moving the both of us until she was on her knees in front of me, ass in the air, and I was on my knees directly behind her. It put her arm at an awkward position near her back, but she didn’t complain.
“But you do,” I said as I ran my fingers over the hollows above her hips. “Maybe ass dimples isn’t the right word. But you have these two indentations right here, and I could make them out.”
I swept my thumb over one indentation, causing her to gasp.
God, there were so many things I wanted to do with her on her knees in front of me, but I chose the one thing that would make us the happiest at once.
Sinking my cock back inside of her until my pubic bone was pressed up tight to her ass.
My balls were tucked tight to her pussy, too, making me want to feel them slapping up against it when I fucked her hard.
But, since I was trying to keep things under control, I went slow, pulling my cock out only to sink it right back inside, slowly.
Oh, so slowly.
I’d worked myself into such a state of desire that I hadn’t realized just how close I was until I felt her come apart all around me. I’d been so in tune to what she was doing that I hadn’t felt the signs in me.
Not until it was too late to pull back.
With her pussy rippling and clenching, rhythmically working my cock in tight pulses, I had no other recourse but to fall prey to my own orgasm.
It was only as I started spurting away inside of her that I realized we were doing all of this without a condom.
“Fuuuuuck,” I cried out, trying to pull out.
But it was no use.
I’d already shot at least twice inside of her, and the third shot was already leaving my body as I was retreating. Meaning I came all over the outside of her pussy.
“Shiiit,” she cried out. “I’m still coming. Back inside. Please.”
It was the pleading on her part that had me sinking my cock back inside of her.
She was so slick and hot that I had no trouble whatsoever sinking back inside to the hilt.
And when she started to slam herself back against me, taking her fill, if I hadn’t already come, I would’ve then.
My hands tightened on her hips, and before I was ready, she collapsed onto her belly and groaned.
Her hand, however, went up as well, pulling me off balance.
I had no choice but to follow her down, pushing myself far enough to the side that I didn’t fall directly on top of her.
We were both panting, trying to come to terms with whatever the fuck you could call what just happened, and sweating when she said, “I think we should do that again.”
That was when the dogs started barking from the end of the bed, letting us know that not only had they witnessed the entire performance, but it was also time to go outside and get up.
“That’s not awkward at all,” I muttered as I pulled myself back up to my knees.
She came with me, pulling her gown free of our tangled hands and yanking it over her head.
I waited until she was situated before standing myself and gesturing to my underwear.
“Gotta get those,” I told her.
She walked toward me and stopped, allowing me to bend down and get my underwear and sweats that were wadded up together.
“Want to go to the bathroom and get changed?” I asked.
She looked at her cuffed hands. “If you unlock me.”
I reached for my pants pocket out of habit and froze.
“I don’t have the key,” I admitted. “It has to be back at my apartment. I don’t think I ever removed it from my uniform pocket.”
Chapter 14
Katy
I don’t have the key, it’s back at my apartment.
Those words had left his lips, but I was having trouble comprehending them.
“Ummm,” I paused. “What?”
“I don’t have it,” he said again. “It’s still in my uniform pocket.”