Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 73230 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73230 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
“Your pussy’s like a fucking oven,” he breathed. “I can’t wait to see what you feel like inside.”
Me neither.
“Please,” I pleaded fervently.
He growled and switched to the other breast while one of his free hands slipped down my outside thigh, gently curving in until he encountered my wet heat.
I opened my legs wider to accommodate him, moaning when he slipped a single finger inside before making it two.
“Please. Now,” I ordered.
He ignored me, gently tugging on the nipple ring piercing my left nipple.
My hands moved up, and finally I allowed myself to explore him.
To run up his neck.
Down his defined chest.
Around his pierced nipples.
I tugged gently, causing him to growl in appreciation.
“Harder,” he ordered.
I tugged slightly harder, causing him to growl even longer and deeper.
“Put your legs over my shoulders,” he ordered abruptly, going down to his knees.
His face was level with my pussy then, and I closed my eyes and allowed him to play.
And play he did.
Very…very well.
I guess I hadn’t really experienced a master in the art of cunnilingus before. Because this man was exactly that—a master. He moved his tongue with a skill I never knew was possible—circling, sucking, and lathing.
He nipped.
He blew air softly.
And he knew exactly what I wanted, when I wanted it.
When he finally sank three fingers inside of me, I detonated.
Bursting into a million tiny pieces, like a glass vase being dropped to the concrete floor. Shattering so thoroughly, my millions of pieces scattered all around us, I wasn’t sure I’d get all those pieces back together ever again.
Casten wasn’t concerned about putting me back together again, though, because the moment I exploded, he lifted my butt up and thrust his entire length inside of me.
I arched, my back bowing off his heavenly mattress like I had been electrocuted.
And maybe I had been.
Or, at least, that was what it felt like.
His cock filled me perfectly. No part of me was left unfilled.
He hit the end of me before I hit the end of him, but he didn’t seem to notice.
Instead, he pulled back nearly all the way, then slammed back inside.
Then he ground his hips into me, and I felt the piercing.
The bar hit my clit just right.
And with the way he was filling me, coupled with the way that bar hit me, stimulating my clit with each stroke, I was a goner.
I came.
He groaned.
I might have momentarily blacked out.
Pleasure so pure and hot tore through me.
I was vaguely aware of him grunting some words, but I couldn’t tell you what he said to save my life.
My mind was singularly focused on my orgasm, and I never had a chance to offer anything to Casten other than the use of my body to chase his own orgasm.
As I started to come down, I realized that he wasn’t through with me. Not by a long shot.
He played with my nipples, gently tugging the rings.
My breasts were so sensitive that I could barely stand him touching them. Something he realized, since he did no more than gently tug.
He continued to pull nearly completely out. Then grind back in.
He repeated the process, over and over, all the while looking into my eyes, and I had a sudden, startling realization.
He was giving me everything I’d always wanted.
Something I now desperately needed.
“Please,” I begged.
He grinned, then jackknifed up until the only part of us touching was where our hips connected.
My hands rose to play with his nipple rings, but he stayed them before I could even move them more than a few inches off the mattress.
“Next time,” he promised.
My eyes closed, and I just let myself feel.
I reveled in the feeling of his cock moving inside me.
The way it moved deliciously over those sensitive spots I wasn’t aware that I had.
And, impossibly, I was there once again.
Coming for a record third time.
I could never get myself off this many times in a row!
***
Casten
I looked up to find Tasha’s head thrown back.
Her hair was splayed all around her. Some covering her chest. Some underneath her. On the bed surrounding her.
Saw the way her chest heaved.
Felt the way her pussy clenched around me, and I finally gave myself the permission to cave in to my own need.
To release inside of her.
It’d been long months since I’d last had sex, but I could tell you one thing for certain.
It was worth every single day. Every hour. Every fuckin’ minute.
Being inside of Tasha, completely skin-on-skin, bare, was the most amazing feeling in the world.
And I let her have all of me.
My heart.
My protection.
My everything.
As I came inside of her, I made a promise to myself that I would do this for the rest of my life…make sure she got everything she needed before I took mine.
The base of my spine tingled, heat raced up it as my balls drew up, and my release exploded out of my cock directly inside of her.