Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 120336 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 602(@200wpm)___ 481(@250wpm)___ 401(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 120336 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 602(@200wpm)___ 481(@250wpm)___ 401(@300wpm)
“I’m ride or die, Lei. I would try if you wanted it. I would just need a bird or something to send messages to my sisters.”
Chuckling, I traced the curve of her collarbone with my fingertips.
She trembled under my touch and then slowly, she reached behind and unclasped the bra, allowing it to fall away.
Damn.
I grunted and stared down at those perfect breasts, round and full with those dark nipples begging to be sucked.
Old man. . .you thought I would let you have her? You truly would have had to kill me tonight.
Our lips met again.
And this kiss was everything.
So sensual.
So full of passion and desire.
Not breaking that kiss, I began playing with her breasts, caressing the fullness and memorizing each curve like it was a map leading me to untold treasure.
She gasped against my mouth.
I played with one stiff nipple, rubbing the sides and pinching it a little.
She leaned back and rubbed her pussy against me. “Damn, Lei.”
“I want to fuck you bad.” I flicked her nipple. “Why did you think I would have us rush back to the feast?”
“I forgot who I was with.”
“Never forget that.”
“Take your cock out.”
I licked my lips. “You want to ride it?”
“You know I do.”
“I’m already pussy whipped.”
“And I’m clearly cock-whipped. So be it.” She reached for my waist.
Slowly, agonizingly slowly, she undid the remaining buttons and yanked my pants open.
I had to shift a little for my boxer briefs to come down enough to free my cock, but as soon as I did, she wrapped her warm hand around my length.
“Mmmm.” I inhaled sharply as she began to stroke me. “Goddamn it.”
She knew exactly what it would take to drive me to the edge without pushing me completely over. “You like when I touch your cock like this?”
“You see that ring on your fucking finger?”
Chuckling, she slipped her hand up to the mushroomed tip and squeezed. “This cock is mine now.”
“It was always yours, well before the ring.”
“But now it’s official.”
“Very official.” I groaned and reached for her again, drawing her back against me so her breasts were pressed to my chest and her softness was molded against my hardness.
She gasped as my hands dove under the layers of the gown, searching for her panties.
When I found the sides, there was no battle just ripping of fabric.
She laughed. “I could have got up and took the panties off, Lei.”
“No.” I tore them away some more and slung them to the side. “I like the idea of you sitting in the stands tonight and watching me battle with no panties on.”
Worry hit her gaze. “Don’t think about that when you’re fighting.”
“Thinking about your bare pussy out in the audience will guarantee my win.”
She blinked. “I’m being serious.”
“I’m being serious too.”
I slipped my hands between her thighs forcing her to lift a little and then I was fondling that tender clit.
“Oh.”
My voice grew heavy with desire. “Why are you already so wet? Was it the ring that soaked your pussy?”
“I-it was everything.”
“Yeah?” I dove my fingers into that warm wetness and began finger fucking her.
“L-lei. . .” She rolled her hips in rhythm with my fingers’ insistent strokes.
“You’re going to ride my cock hard?”
“Yes, baby.”
“Pussy whip me some more?”
She chuckled.
I flicked that clit.
She jerked in pleasure.
The crown tilted on her head and she raised her hands up to move it.
“No.” I licked my lips. “Keep that on. I like fucking you while you wear that crown.”
“Something is wrong with you.” She placed her hands back on me.
I growled. “Get on my cock.”
“Say, please Mountain Mistress.”
That yanked out a smile from me. “Please. . .Mountain Mistress.”
“Good job.” She leaned down to capture my lips with hers. The kiss was slow, intense, a promise of the earth-shattering pleasure to come.
I closed my eyes, unable to deal with how good that mouth and those breasts against me felt.
Soon, I could feel her rising up on her knees and positioning her pussy over my cock.
Fuck yes.
Then she was sinking down onto my cock.
Dear God.
She was tight.
So unbelievably tight and I had to fight the urge to thrust up into her.
She rose up and when she slowly moved down on my cock. Every particle of my being trembled with sensual anticipation.
Damn it. I won’t be able to fight anything after this. This pussy is going to drain me of all my energy.
Slowly, she started moving in a tantalizing rhythm that drove me wild. She set the pace, rising up before sinking back down onto my cock, taking me in inch by torturous inch until I was fully seated within her.
“Goddamn it,” I gritted my teeth and clutched her hips. “Have some mercy on me.”
She chuckled as if she thought I was playing.
"Oh God, Moni."
Her movements became more urgent, more demanding—and somehow, I began to match her, stroke for stroke.
Fireflies continued their enchanting dance around us, oblivious to our panting and sweating.