Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 142728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 714(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142728 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 714(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
I don’t know what she was so worried about. She’s perfection. Pink and glistening. Every movement of her body is honest. Every sound raw. Not loud, fake, or forced.
I’m not going to make it much longer.
Emily
Am I really doing this? Masturbating in front of Dex? It’s kind of hot but I can’t…shut off my brain. Even though I balked at first, having him so focused on me is an intense rush. Whether he realizes it or not, he keeps making this hungry growl of approval that bolsters my confidence.
Dammit. Little Roger never lets me down. I punch the button to turn it up to the highest setting. That usually does the trick in minutes. But I’m still obsessing over why he wanted this and how I must look to him. All the noise in my head won’t let me finish.
A soft brush of Dex’s mouth against my calf sends a thrill through me. Who knew a gentle kiss on my leg could be so hot? It helps me focus, work the little vibrator harder against my clit, pushing my body toward the edge of a cliff.
Sweet, sweet relief.
I moan through the orgasm, my body thrashing and twisting in the blankets. I’m riding the final waves of pleasure when the bed dips. Dex’s big hands press my thighs wider apart and he licks and kisses me.
Little Roger, your services are no longer required.
I toss the vibrator on the floor with a clunk. It continues buzzing loudly against the hardwood.
“Oh my… oh shit.” I twine my fingers in his hair and force my hips up. He growls noises of encouragement, not at all put off that I’m grinding myself against his face. But, oh God, that feels amazing. He slides two fingers inside me, slowly working them in and out.
Another orgasm hits, slamming into me harder than the first.
“That’s it,” Dex encourages. “God you’re beautiful.” He kisses the crease of my thigh, scrapes his teeth against my hip, kisses my stomach, over my ribs. At the edge of my bra, he stops.
“This needs to go. Now,” he says.
“Help me.” I lift off the bed, wrapping my arms around his neck to hold myself up. We’re totally in sync. His hands work my bra clasp loose in seconds and I quickly strip it off the rest of the way.
“Better?” I ask, falling back against the bed.
“Much.” He presses one palm against the mattress, next to my face, dipping down to kiss me. “Thank you.”
“Thank you,” I whisper, lifting one leg and rubbing it against his side and hip.
He palms my breast and strokes his thumb over my nipple. Sparks shoot straight to my core. He ducks his head, closing his lips around my nipple and sucking hard.
I groan and shove my hands through his hair, then clutch his broad shoulders.
He lifts his head and stares into my eyes. His cock nudges my entrance.
“Yes, yes.” Then my body freezes. “Condom?”
“Way ahead of you.” He pushes forward again and I lift my other leg, hugging them to his sides.
“Then please fuck me.”
His lips twist into a sadistic smile. “Patience, my little firecracker.”
I curl my fingers in his hair and drag his face closer, kissing him hard. He groans into my mouth and loses the last threads of control.
“Finally, finally, finally,” I sigh against Dex’s lips as he enters me.
“Easy, we’re just getting started,” he says.
I squirm and try to open for him, adjusting to his size. “Jesus,” I breathe out. “Is that why you wanted me to play first? To make sure I’d be prepared to handle your massive cock?”
He rumbles with laughter and leans in to kiss my forehead. “You figured me out.”
I clench my legs around him tighter. He kisses me again and I lose myself to sensation, opening as he deepens our kiss, sucking my tongue into his mouth. Everything about his movements and his delicious kisses sends me spiraling higher. He moves faster, pumping into me harder with every single thrust. I can’t get enough. I lift my leg higher and he hooks his arm around it, then the other one, spreading me impossibly wide.
“Oh my God,” I gasp.
“Think you can come for me again?” he rasps.
“God, yes. If you keep…doing…exactly that.”
He growls rough and sexy, but maintains his pace, just as I asked.
“Oh, that’s good. That’s so good. Right there.” Jesus, we fit together like puzzle pieces. The man’s designed to hit every single one of my pleasure spots. “Right there.”
Another toe-curling orgasm seizes my body, leaving me shuddering and breathless. My release seems to flip a switch in him. He groans and squeezes his eyes shut.
“Fuck, Emily,” he rasps. The intensity in his voice and the tension in his body are beautiful things. His body jerks, and he curses as he comes.
Sweaty and breathing hard, he smiles down at me, then collapses on the bed. Gathering me in his arms, he slides closer, until our slick skin fuses. He kisses my cheek. “I wanted that to be much longer.” His hand slides over my ribs, stops to clutch my hip, then roams to my butt. He can’t seem to stop touching and exploring my body and I’m definitely not complaining.