Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 83355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Willa wraps her fingers around the base, using them to guide the pace as she begins to suck with long, gliding pulls, her tongue swirling and dancing against my sensitive skin. My hands slip into her hair, trying to hold her back a little because I’m going to fucking blow way too soon as the pleasure is about to drop me to my knees.
I’m so fucking turned on by her confidence, mesmerized as I watch her head bob against me. She licks and sucks in a steady rhythm that has me ready to promise her anything she could ever dream of wanting. I make the mistake of closing my eyes, which only heightens the sensations. That telltale tingle in the base of my spine that my orgasm is starting to fire has me acting quickly because I’m nowhere near ready to come just yet.
I jerk Willa up from the floor and she makes a sound of dismay, her hand reaching for my cock. She squeezes me hard, jacks me without pause. Willa’s eyes glitter with lust. “You’re so hard for me,” she murmurs, running her fingers up and down my shaft. “I want to try something different.”
“Yeah,” I growl, batting her hand away as I have to be in control now. “So do I and I need you naked.”
Willa’s eyes flash with interest and she gasps as I whip her jersey over her head. Next comes her turtleneck and then her bra. My breathing is erratic as I work to strip her out of the remainder of her clothes. She doesn’t resist, helping me to shed her garments. I get sidetracked more than once, taking time to explore her body with my mouth. I suck on a nipple hard and she rubs her thumb over the crown of my cock. I slip my hand between her legs to run a finger through her lips and she bites me hard on the shoulder.
Eventually, she’s standing gloriously and unabashedly naked in my kitchen and I take a moment to feast my eyes on her body. Lush curves, soft skin and that shadowy area between her legs I want inside of.
I grab the belt off the counter and smile at her mischievously. “Turn around and put your hands behind your back.”
Willa smirks and gives me a snappy salute. “Yes, sir.” She obeys, her hips swaying provocatively as she turns. Glancing over her shoulder, she asks, “Have I been a bad girl?”
I snort. “No, baby. You’ve been the best of girls.”
The smile she bestows upon me causes my chest to ache, but in a good way. She’s touching something inside me that has nothing to do with sex.
I wrap the belt around her wrists, pulling it tight to secure them behind her back. She looks at me again and I’m relieved to see anticipation in her eyes, which means she’s just as turned on by this as I am.
“Baby, I hope you’re ready for how good this is going to feel,” I growl in her ear before kissing the nape of her neck. She moans and I can’t help but kiss my way down her spine, trailing my fingers along her hips to her thighs.
I bend her over the island stool. My eyes greedily devour every curve and angle of her body, my heart almost physically aching with the overwhelming sexiness that radiates from her. Her warm brown hair with honey streaks cascades between her shoulder blades and her smooth, bare legs seem to go on forever. All of it is too much, driving me wild with longing.
“Spread your legs for me,” I command, and she does so without hesitation.
I glide my palms up the outside of her thighs, feeling her silky skin. I trace the outline of her womanhood, going dizzy at finding her so fucking wet for me. The knowledge that she’s wet just from sucking my dick makes it throb almost painfully.
Sliding a finger into that wet warmth causes Willa to buck and then push back against me, silently demanding more. I give her another finger and gently thrust in and out. This beautiful creature is mine and I revel in it.
“More,” she rasps, and I give it to her.
My fingers explore and caress her most sensitive areas until she’s panting. I’m attuned to every sound and motion she makes, increasing the pace of my strokes, focusing on that special spot that makes her gasp and writhe beneath me.
Her hips rotate faster. “King… don’t stop. I’m close.”
“Never going to stop,” I assure her with a rough nip to her shoulder.
Willa cries out and I feel her muscles contract against my fingers. She arches like a cat before throwing her head back. Her body quakes as an orgasm rumbles through her and I press my hand against her spine, feeling even those muscles ripple from the force of it.