Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 67510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
She was ready to beg if she had to.
“Yes.”
“Say it. Tell me what you want.”
I sucked in her clit again, sending her into a frenzy as she threaded her fingers through my hair.
“Please…” she shamelessly pleaded.
“Please, what?”
“Please fuck me with your mouth.”
I shoved my tongue as deep as it would go into her cunt, causing her juices to flow out. Letting me savor every last drop.
“You have the sweetest taste,” I groaned.
Licking.
Sucking.
Devouring her.
Harder and more demanding, I moved my head up and down and in a side-to-side motion. She squirmed and quivered all at once as I continued to rub my mouth all around her pussy, unable to get enough of her. I wanted her wetness all over me, not just around my lips.
“Beg me. Beg me to come like a good girl,” I ordered, never letting up on my torture.
“Please…please…make me come…”
I slid my middle and ring fingers deep inside her, aiming them directly toward her G-spot. I ate her pussy exactly how she wanted me to, exactly how she’d been fantasizing about on all the nights she was alone in her bed. She started rocking her hips, fucking my face the way she loved.
“Please…please…please…”
My fingers moved faster and became urgent until her pussy clamped down, letting me know she was close. She couldn’t hold back any longer and screamed out my name.
I didn’t give her a chance to recover, fucking her with my mouth, tongue, and fingers over and over again.
She came.
And came.
All the way down my throat.
Exactly how I wanted her to.
Within seconds, I stood and turned her around, crushing my lips against hers with my tongue in her mouth. She moaned, tasting herself all over my lips.
“I’ll never get enough of your sweet pussy.”
My hands roamed all over her body, feeling every curve like I couldn’t decide where I wanted to touch her the most. She leaned into my touch, needing to feel me as if she needed the air to breathe.
I couldn’t get enough of her, and the feeling was mutual.
Wrapping her legs around my waist, I was balls deep inside her in one thrust. Slamming her against the door.
“Ahhhh…” she huffed, trying to catch her breath.
I thrust in and out, each one more demanding than the last. Fucking her like I wanted to make us one person. Nothing compared to this woman.
To us.
Bailey was made for me.
End. Of. Story.
“Right there…don’t stop…right there…” She eagerly panted as I roughly gripped her hips for leverage to pound into her, my cock hitting her G-spot.
“Here,” I baited. “Right here, Bay? Or here?”
“Yes…”
“Your pussy is so tight, so wet, so good…”
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her back arched off the table, coming so hard. I kissed her, stifling her screams of ecstasy. It only intensified my desire and need for her. Her sounds grew louder the closer I got to coming apart.
I fucked her harder.
Faster.
As I mercilessly pounded into her, my balls were drenched from her wetness.
“That’s it, Bay…squeeze my cock with your tight cunt. I can’t get enough of it. I can’t get enough of you.”
The slapping sound of our skin-on-skin contact echoed in the room.
“I missed you,” she moaned.
That was all it took for me to come deep inside her. It was only then I realized…
I just angry fucked her.
chapter fourteen
Aires
“Bay?” I called out, stepping into the bedroom, freshly showered with a towel wrapped around my waist.
She wasn’t in bed anymore, so I threw on a shirt and some gym shorts and made my way through the house until I found her outside by the pool.
Walking up behind her, I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her bare shoulder. “You smell so good.”
She leaned into my embrace. “So do you.”
I loved my girl best like this.
Messy hair.
Makeup-free.
Her natural beauty was breathtaking.
“Are we going to talk about earlier?” she questioned, looking up at me through her lashes.
“I prefer not to.”
“Aires, the media—”
“It’s fine.”
“How can you say that?”
“Thomas is working on it.”
“Working on what exactly?”
“Everyone has a price, Bailey. He’s just trying to find out how much theirs are.”
“What are you saying?”
“I’m saying he’s taking care of it for me.”
“You mean he’s buying people off?”
“If that’s what it takes.”
She crossed her arms over her chest. “Or you could just learn to manage your anger.”
I turned her to face me. “You really want to start there?”
“What if I do?”
“You’re not going to like what you hear.”
Eyeing me up and down, she replied, “Don’t look so excited or anything, Aires. Try me.”
“Bay…”
“Tell me.”
“I think I just answered why.”
“Fine.” She shrugged. “Don’t tell me. You can hide from me too.”
“Bailey, don’t be like that.”
“Be like what?”
“Don’t fuck with me. It’s too late for this shit.”
I swear she was the most beautiful girl in the world, especially when she looked at me with big eyes and pouty lips.