Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 110113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 551(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 551(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
Can’t help it. I stand up. I grab the bottle from her and take a long, thirsty pull. I set it down, and then I roughly spin her around and bend her over the back of the nearby couch. Leaning in, I gently bite her right ass cheek. She yelps, the sound morphing into laughter when I move to the other cheek.
“I been wantin’ to do that all night,” I say, using my knee to spread her legs apart. “You got the sweetest little ass, Ava.”
She glances at me over her shoulder, her lips twitching. “Yours isn’t so bad either.”
My balls are in agony.
I give her ass a soft smack. “You noticed.”
“You were shaking the thing all over the damn place.”
I grin, reaching between her legs. “Course I was. You were there.”
“What does”—she shudders when I nudge her entrance with my middle fingertip—“that mean?”
Means you make me wild too.
We both make a noise when I press my finger deeper and find her slickness. I press deeper still, stretching her to make room for me. She goes up on her toes as my heart thunders in my chest.
“There she is,” I breathe, gathering her arousal on my finger. Then I gently paint her pussy with it. I circle her clit, getting her nice and wet. At the same time, I run my hand up the furrow of her spine. I curl my fingers around her nape and press her face into the cushions, spreading her pussy wider around my fingers.
“That’s it, pretty girl,” I grunt. “Open for me.”
I dip my finger back inside her. She’s wet enough now that I slip another finger in beside it. She moans, rocking her hips so that she guides my fingers deeper. I slip them in and out, in and out, getting her soaked all over again.
“Perfect pussy. Perfect ass. Perfect tits. God, if I had more time, I’d fuck you everywhere.” I give her nape a squeeze. “Bet you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
She moans in reply, nodding her head. “Yeah.”
“Gimme a condom.”
Wordlessly she grabs a foil packet from the sofa and holds it up to me. I know you’re not supposed to open these things with your teeth, but this girl’s clearly enjoying me fucking her with my fingers.
Case in point, she cries out when I pull away to roll the condom on.
“Greedy,” I say with a chuckle. “How deep you gonna take me this time, huh?”
She’s grabbing at me, hand finding my waist. “Hurry. Please. Sawyer, I can’t—don’t make me wait—”
“Aw, baby, you’ll wait as long as I please.” I tap her ass with my latex-covered dick. “You been teasin’ me all night. Now you know how it feels.”
“You’re evil.”
“You’re begging.”
Lifting her chest off the cushions, she gives me one of those hot looks over her shoulder. “I will.”
“Tell me.” I guide my tip through her swollen slit, back to front. “Tell me how much you want it.”
Ava digs her teeth into her bottom lip. “So fucking bad, Sawyer. Please. I’m dying.”
I press myself against her clit. Her legs shake. I’m learning it’s her tell.
“Aw, baby, look how close I already got you. Want me to make you come?”
Her eyebrows curve upward, like she’s in pain. “My God, yes.”
“You gonna let me feel it? You squeezing my dick so hard that I see stars?”
“Yeah.” The word is half breath, half moan.
I flick my head over her clit again, and again, and again. “I want all of you, pretty girl. Don’t fucking play with me.”
“Sawyer.” She grabs on to the cushion. “I’m so close. So, so close. Please—”
“Stop it.” I grit my teeth. I’m not even inside her, and I already can feel how hot and soft she is through the condom as I circle her clit with my tip. “Stop it and come. Right now, Ava.”
Her back arches, the muscles in her legs drawing taut as she pushes up on her toes again and comes.
“Sawyer. Sawyer. Oh, please, God, this—I can’t—Sawyer.”
The way she chants my name—how she reaches behind to grab on to me—the feral way her nails dig into my side—
I fucking can’t.
I can’t take it.
My hand shakes as I notch myself at her entrance and push inside her while she’s still coming.
“Oh, fuck.” My voice—that shakes too as I grab on to her shoulder and pull back, thrust. Pull back again. “Fuck me, pretty girl, you feel like heaven. Fuck. Keep coming.”
“More,” she manages. “Deeper. Go. Fast, please—”
I cut her off as I impale her on an especially vicious, hard thrust. Her pussy grips me like a vise, making my balls contract. I feel unhinged as I thrust again, just as hard and deep, our bodies making a lewd slapping noise.
Ava rewards me with a happy shout. “Yes.”
“You like that, me balls deep.” I pound into her. “You like that so much, I can tell. Such a greedy fucking girl.”