Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36964 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36964 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
“Really well. Work hard while I was being a lady of leisure?” I was half expecting to wake up nauseous. Eggs, eggs are the freaking culprit. How am I going to wake up each morning, work, and deal with getting sick from the smell of Mom cooking breakfast? Or God forbid I’m relegated to the kitchen to take on the task. The thought alone makes me want to cry.
“As much as I could since you were in this big bed alone.” His deft fingers start working the buttons of his shirt, flicking one open with every step he takes.
“You could have joined me.” Screw communicating. I’d rather do a different kind of talking, one with our bodies.
“I’m going to now, starting with an afternoon snack.” I flip back the covers. My back is to the headboard, legs spread open, giving Boston all the invitation he needs. And lucky me, this time, I’m getting a striptease.
FOURTEEN
Boston
I watch as Amelie gives me the view of a motherfucking lifetime. The only problem is, she’s wearing entirely too many clothes even if her satin pajamas still show of a good amount of skin. I want her bare, legs spread, pussy on full display for me before I taste her sweetness. I strip off my shirt and pants while making my way toward her. Might have been the smartest thing I’ve done besides knocking Amelie up.
“Look at you, wet and ready for me. I know exactly how I’m going to make up for being gone, starting with tasting your cunt, then working my way up to your nipples. I know how much you like me sucking on them until your pussy pulses with need, on the brink of coming. Then I’m going to give you my cock, feeling your cunt ripple around my length. Fuck yeah, Amelie. I’m going to do everything to you.” I prowl. Let’s be realistic, I’m crawling up the bed, on my hands and knees for Amelie and only Amelie. She spreads her thighs further apart. My eyes rove her entire body, unable to land on one solid place—the pursing of her lips as she tries to hold her composure, her eyes that are full of want and desire, chest heaving, nipples pebbled beneath her top. I remember how she whimpers when my teeth bite down on the tips.
“Oh God.” Her voice is throaty, desperation laced through each syllable. The front of my legs meet the back of her thighs. I’m sitting on my haunches, hands sliding up her smooth legs, watching as a shiver races up her body. I’m usually one to take my time, but that’s a luxury that isn’t happening this first round. I hook my thumbs at her waist and tear down her bottoms. Fuck the top. Next round, I’ll tear it off her, or I’ll have her lift the scant piece of fabric while I play with her tits.
“One taste, then I’ll give you what you want.” I wrap my hands around the outside of her thighs, move backwards, and dip my head. Amelie’s scent goes straight to my head, intoxicating me in so many ways, it’s mouthwatering. It’s been too damn long. A long languid lick along her slit, dipping my tongue inside the place my cock is dying to be. Who am I kidding? I want more. One taste will never be enough when it comes to Amelie. The tip of my tongue plays with her clit, tracing where she’s currently got the back of my head secured, so I can’t move, or so she thinks.
“Boston, don’t you dare tease me, not today.” My shoulders hold her thighs open. Wetness is dripping from her bare pussy. A moan rumbles from my chest. It’s been too damn long since I’ve had her like this. My thumb slides inside her heat. Her begging me not to tease was easy in my book. I’m too far gone, already knowing once her first orgasm is over, I’ll be fucking my cock inside, and this time without a condom. My cock drips with precum, a multitude of factors coming in to play—the clamping of her thighs around my head, holding me hostage, the way her greedy pussy clamps around my digit, how she’s rocking her body back and forth.
“Fuck yes,” I breathe into her center when she let’s go. It’s a beautiful sight. Her eyes are closed, body arched up in a way that you know she’s offering herself to me while holding me hostage at the same time, right where she wants me. I slowly bring her down, my fingers leaving her entrance, tongue slowly laving at her clit. My cock is pissed as hell at me for not taking what he wants, instead allowing her to have an orgasm. Clearly, Amelie isn’t the only insatiable one. I lift up, moving until I’m back where this all started, cock hard, precum leaking from the tip.