Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 56462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
With that, my mystery Christmas Eve visitor walks around to the bottom of my bed and sets me down on the edge before collecting both of my wrists. I watch him with curiosity as he slips his hand into his pocket and pulls out a red satin cloth that instantly sends a wicked thrill pulsing right through to my core.
He ties the satin fabric around my wrists, and I swallow hard as he pulls it into a secure knot and takes a step back to survey his handiwork.
His dark stare penetrates mine, and with nothing but the moonlight shining against his muscular body, my mouth waters.
“Lay back, Mila. Hands above your head.”
Hunger fills me, and I do exactly what I’ve been told, slowly laying back onto my bed with my bound wrists above my head.
“Spread those pretty thighs. Show me what I’ve been waiting for.”
Again, I don’t hesitate, bringing my feet up onto the bottom of the mattress before slowly spreading them wide as though offering him up a buffet. “Take me,” I beg him, my stare locked and loaded on him. “It’s all yours.”
He clenches his jaw and fists his cock, squeezing it hard, and just when I expect him to step into me, tear my thighs from my body and fuck me hard, he drops to his knees at the end of my bed.
Oh, fuck yes.
Taking my spread thighs, he wraps his arms around them and drags me the rest of the way down the bed until my ass is barely hanging off the mattress. My legs hook over his wide shoulders, and he quickly buries his head between my thighs, closing his mouth over my thong-covered pussy.
He inhales deeply, and I groan just as he sucks my clit right through my sheer underwear, already driving me wild. He pulls back just an inch, his fingers slipping under the edge of my thong and pulling it aside just enough to expose my needy cunt. “Mmm, you’re ready for me.”
The only response my body is capable of is to clench my pussy, begging to be touched, and within seconds, I feel his fingertips slowly trailing over my clit. It tickles, but fuck does it feels good, and as he takes them lower, I suck in a breath. The anticipation of what’s to come is surely going to kill me.
Finding my entrance, he teases me for a moment before leaning back in and closing his warm mouth over my clit, his tongue rolling over the sensitive bud, and just as a loud groan tears from deep in my chest, he slides two thick fingers inside of me.
“Oh fuck,” I pant, arching my back right off the mattress.
He hits the spot straight away, and my eyes roll, but when he curls his fingers inside me and begins to massage, I become a squirming mess on my bed. He sucks and nips my clit, the intensity shooting from zero to one hundred in the blink of an eye. I’ve never felt something so raw and intense.
He doesn’t let up, giving me more as his tongue works over me, fucking me with his skilled fingers. He sucks against my clit, teasing me relentlessly. I need to scream. I need to cry out. I need to fucking come already, but I wouldn’t dare. No, I’m holding onto this one as long as I can, even if it kills me.
His tongue is pure magic, whereas his fingers are clearly blessed by the angels of heaven because no man I’ve ever met has ever had skill like this.
My body spasms wildly out of control, and he uses his other hand to try and hold me still.
“Oh God. YES!” I cry out, every second bringing me closer and closer to the edge. It’s too much, I can’t handle it, but I’m not going out just yet, and I lean up on one elbow, needing to see the way his fingers slide in and out, desperate to watch the way his wet tongue rolls over my needy clit. And fuck, it’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen.
His long, thick fingers separate inside of me, rolling past my walls over and over, driving me wild with need as I become completely captivated by the view. My hips buck beneath his hold, and I feel his wicked grin against my clit. I’m so fucking wet for him, but something tells me this is only the beginning.
I hook my joined wrists around the back of his strong neck, holding on for dear life as he pushes me past my limits, my clit becoming more sensitive by the second. “Oh. Fuck. I can’t—I’m . . . Shit. Oh God. Oh God. YES!”
My fingers knot into his hair, and a deep growl rumbles through my bedroom, the vibration against my clit sending me into overdrive. Then without another second of warning, I detonate, coming harder than I’ve ever come before. My body spasms as the walls of my pussy wildly convulse around his huge fingers.