Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 169(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Many a night when he’d been away from her, his aching cock had told him a story. One that was quite desperate and hungry for that woman. He wanted to be balls-deep inside her all the freaking time. That never changed. He just … craved her. Every single second of every single day.
Braxton had tried to think of her with another man, but it never ended well. He didn’t want to think of her with anyone but him. Only him. He wanted her, craved her, hungered for her, was desperate for her.
Stroking her cheek, he sunk his fingers into her hair, and then pulled her against him, drawing her close. He pressed his face against her cheek, and then slid back, kissing the pulse at the base of her neck. He heard her sharp intake of breath, and he flicked his tongue right across the pulse. Before he was done, he used his teeth, biting down, not too hard but enough to make her gasp and moan. Fuck, those sounds were going straight to his cock. He wanted inside her badly.
She wore an oversized shirt and a pair of lounge pants. He tugged at the shirt, ridding her body of the offending item. She hadn’t put on a bra, and he groaned, cupping those luscious tits, pressing them together, and he teased across the nipples. His thumbs slid back and forth, and then he gripped her back, drawing her close to him, and took one of those nipples into his mouth. He sucked on the peak and heard her moan. Braxton wasn’t gentle either. Letting go of one nipple, he slid across and went to the second, lavishing the same kind of attention onto that one as well.
Another moan escaped her lips and he loved the sounds. It was how he always wanted her to be. She rocked her pussy against his cock, and he knew she wanted him to touch her clit, to stroke her.
He released her tits and then pushed her back, taking the lounge pants off her, and through the process, she released a little giggle. That amusement soon turned to pleasure as he pressed a finger against her core. He rocked his thumb back and forth against her clit, driving her wild as he did so. His name spilled from her lips. The sound was filled with pleasure, and he couldn’t get enough, but he also needed to taste her.
He didn’t pull her back onto his lap, but instead crawled to her. With her legs spread wide, waiting for him, he opened the lips of her cunt and stared down at her pretty pussy. Her clit was slightly swollen, clearly begging for his mouth, and he wasn’t a man to reject her, so, he began to lick and suck at her clit. Taking the swollen bud between his teeth, biting down, just gently. Not enough to cause her pain, but enough to make her moan for more.
The sounds she made were going straight to his cock. He wanted to just fuck right inside her. To take her hard and fast so she would forget everything, and just remember how he was in this moment, on this day.
“Please!”
Braxton pushed two fingers inside her pussy and began to stretch them out. In and out, he pressed, working her cunt, and then he added a third finger. She was still so tight. He began to lick at her pussy, flicking back and forth, drawing her closer to the peak, not allowing her to go over the edge but keeping her poised at the precipice. He wanted her soaking wet before she took his big, thick cock.
Another moan, another whimper, and then, when he knew she couldn’t handle the wait any longer, or the pleasure, he pushed her over the edge and she went there with a moan. Screaming his name, begging him, he gave her everything. Working her pussy until she couldn’t think straight.
Even when her orgasm had long since left her body, he couldn’t get enough of her taste, so he pushed her toward a second orgasm. This time, he didn’t wait or give it time to fester, he pushed her right over the edge. This time, she was shaking, and her body didn’t seem to comply. He lifted her into his arms, sitting her back on his lap.
She put her hands on his shoulders, and then looked at him. Seconds passed, and he reached between them. Jade lifted herself up and helped him line the tip of his cock against her core, and slowly he pulled her back down over his length. This time, they both moaned.
He put his hands on her hips and pulled her down those last final inches, and she screamed his name. Sweet music to his ears as it echoed off the walls. There was only ever going to be one man’s name that spilled from her lips. That would be his, every single time.