Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74844 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74844 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Or maybe it’s the man who has it so boldly tattooed on his body.
I watch as he runs his hand down his stomach to the button of his pants, and when I meet his heated stare, he looks almost pained. I bite my lip. “What’s wrong?”
He shakes his head. “I’m trying to figure out if I want to fuck your mouth or your pussy.”
I grin widely at him, cupping my breasts and squeezing my nipples. “Who says you can’t do both?”
“Ah, mami,” he mutters before unbuttoning his pants and releasing his cock. “You drive me crazy.”
Alex is a huge man, over six and half feet tall, and his cock is just as large. He is the biggest I’ve ever been with, and that’s probably why I keep coming back.
Liar.
Ignoring my inner romantic heart, I take in his long, thick, and dripping-for-me cock. Fuck, I want him in my mouth. A grin pulls at my lips as I look back up to his swirling gaze. His dark lashes curl, making me jealous that he has those naturally, while I have to go every two weeks to the salon and sit for an hour to get the lashes I have. His hair is shaved up the sides in clean lines, while his dark curls fall over his forehead in a lazy but gorgeous heap. His nose is wide, his eyes are the most gorgeous color I’ve ever seen, and his lips? They are thick and juicy. Fucking kissable. I love kissing him because, like he does with my pussy, he devours me. His beard is neat and groomed, the perfect line along his cheeks with a dark shadow of well-maintained, shaved hair. His skin is naturally bronzed from his Mexican heritage, and just like I was the day I set eyes on him, I’m in awe of him.
He’s stunning.
When he steps closer to me, I go to sit up, but he shakes his head. I pause as he grabs ahold of the breakfast bar table, spinning it so that my head is positioned to where his cock is straining for me. I look up at him, a grin pulling at my lips at the sight of him towering over me.
What. A. View.
His cock is weeping from its swollen head, but when I go to reach for him, he stops me once more. “Patience, mami,” he murmurs before rubbing the tip over my lips, spreading his precome all over my mouth. I stick out my tongue to catch his salty taste, and he hisses in approval. “Open for me.” My pussy throbs when I do as he asks, my eyes never leaving his. He strokes my jaw, his eyes burning into mine. “Buena niña.” Good girl.
Before I can react to his praise, which is even hotter because it’s in Spanish, he slowly pushes his length into my mouth, the weight of him, the taste of him driving me wild. My eyes drift shut as he slides into my mouth, stroking my jaw as he fills me. “Relax,” he says softly. “Breathe through your nose.” I do as he says while he continues to stroke me and slowly pushes his cock to the back of my throat. “Swallow, mami. You can take all of me. I know you can.”
My pussy pulses as I do as he asks, taking him to the hilt and fighting my gag reflex.
“That’s it. Fucking hell, you are a gift.”
I swallow again around his cock, causing him to groan before he slowly drags himself out of my mouth and then pushes back in. He starts to fuck my mouth, and I’m lost in the pleasure it brings me, knowing I’m pleasing him. Each groan and grunt are pure electric shocks to my pussy. Heat burns through me as I continue to take him in, while his fingers brush my hair aside so that nothing disrupts my moves. “You suck cock like a fucking pro. I swear, you have the best mouth. Those lips… Fuck me, Elliot, you are perfection.”
Another reason I keep coming back—no one has ever spoken to me the way he does. I get off on it, and soon, I’m groaning around his cock. That urges him to go faster. His heavy balls slap the top of my head, and I don’t know why I love it, but I do. As much as he loves to pleasure me, I love it just the same.
I’m playing with fire here. I don’t want to be in a relationship. I don’t want to be owned by anyone after my sisters saved me from a life of exactly that. Ownership.
I’m a lot. Everyone says it. I let my emotions go when I shouldn’t, and I feel way too fucking big. When I fall, I fall hard, and it doesn’t end well for me. I swore to protect myself, to never allow anyone close enough to really know me, but man, it’s hard to remember that with Alex’s cock in my mouth.