Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
She whines a bit but does as I ask, while my thumb stays in her searing heat. She feels so good—tight, wet, and all fucking mine. Her slick channel has my cock straining in my slacks. It’s pure steel at this point, and I want to bury myself deep inside her.
My need to taste her is greater.
When she’s where I want her, I push my jersey up to reveal her pussy for my viewing pleasure. She takes hold of the hem of the jersey, tucking it under her chin as her eyes burn deep into mine. I move my gaze from her face and take in her center. I love so much how her thighs touch, how there is no hair covering her pussy, but most of all, how wet she is for me. I place a kiss to her mound, and she rewards me with a little mewl of a noise that has my toes curling in my boots. I kiss her again at the hood of her clit, then the spot where her thighs touch, before running my tongue along her slit. She cries out, arching forward for more, and a deep chuckle leaves my mouth, which has her squirming, much to my delight. My grip on the ladder tightens as I dip my tongue into her and find her clit with the tip.
That has her moaning just how I want. I swirl my tongue between her lips, grazing her clit, but I want to see it. I want more. I pull back, looking up at her. “Open yourself for me.”
Her breathing is already labored, but I swear it speeds up as she moves her hand down and uses her index and middle finger to expose herself fully to me. “Yes, my love. Just like that. You see what I see?”
She only nods, breathless.
“Fucking beautiful.”
She groans loudly, bucking her hips up, almost as if she is offering herself to me. Unable to resist, I lean in, taking that little nub into my mouth. I suck it hard before swirling my tongue along the bundle of nerves. She arches off the ladder, my name coming from her lips over and over and only making me want to please her more. I slide my thumb in and out of her quickly, no rhyme or reason except to bring her to the edge. I take turns, sucking then licking her pulsating clit until she is coming so hard, she almost falls off the ladder.
I don’t let her, though. I hold her hip as I continue fucking her with my thumb, drawing out her pleasure. I pepper her lower half with kisses as she continues to float on her pleasure cloud, and fuck if I don’t love watching her come. Every single inch of her body comes undone, from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. She shakes and thrashes, my name the only sound leaving her lips. She takes a deep breath, and then her gaze falls to me.
“Fucking. Beautiful,” I tell her, in awe of her as I remove my thumb from her body. I bring it between my lips, sucking it and relishing her taste. “And my favorite flavor.”
Her face burns with a blush, and it pleases me greatly as I shake off my jacket, throwing it to the floor. She watches me, her lips parted, panting as I remove my shirt and then undo my pants while toeing out of my boots. Once everything is in a heap on the floor, I reach for her, bringing her down the ladder and entering her with one hard thrust. We both let out our own sounds of pleasure, mine a loud moan, while Lou hisses and then squeezes my cock in the most glorious way. I’m fully sheathed in her, and even though this isn’t the first time, I wish I never had to move. I wish it were totally acceptable for me to walk around with this gorgeous woman on my cock, because I would in a heartbeat.
As I pull out, I take her by the back of her knee, hooking it over my arm and thrusting up into her once more. Her breasts bounce with each thrust, and she holds on for dear life—though, she doesn’t need to. I have her. Completely. Fully. I always will. Each thrust is harder than the last, and I try to calm down by rutting into her while claiming her mouth with mine. Problem with that is kissing Louisa is sometimes better than sex. Her mouth is a dangerous and beautiful thing. She explores my mouth with her tongue between little breathy sighs that have my balls tight and my cock screaming for her.
I’m gonna blow if I don’t stop kissing her. I pull back, and she traps my bottom lip with her teeth, a playful look swirling with the desire in her eyes. My heart slams into my chest at her beauty as I hiss before I thrust hard into her. She cries out, releasing my lip, and I pull all the way out, just to tease her.