Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38856 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38856 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
I drop to my knees, leaning back as I continue to masturbate. "Touch yourself," I tell her, my voice dropping to that dangerous register that makes her pupils dilate. "I want to watch you play with that pretty pussy while I jerk off. Show me how you like it when I'm not there."
Her cheeks flush a deep rose that spreads down her neck. But it’s not embarrassment. It’s arousal. With a slowness that feels deliberate, her hand glides down the flat plane of her stomach, fingers trailing a path of goosebumps before disappearing between her creamy thighs.
When she makes contact with her wet pussy, a soft gasp escapes her lips. Her eyelids fluttering closed momentarily—just long enough for her to absorb the first wave of pleasure—before they snap back open to lock with mine.
Our breathing synchronizes into a ragged, primal rhythm, chests rising and falling unevenly as we devour each other with our eyes. Both performers and audience, as we bathe in the dusty afternoon light.
"You're so fucking beautiful," I say, my voice rough. "Look at that perfect pussy. Pink and wet and glistening in the light. Practically begging for me to taste it, and claim it as mine. To feel it pulse around my cock as you come apart."
Her fingers move faster, circling her clit. Her other hand slides up to cup her breast, pinching her nipple between her fingers.
"Is this what you do when you're alone?" I ask, squeezing my cock harder as I stroke. "Think about me while you touch yourself?"
"Yes," she breathes, her hips lifting slightly off the blanket, muscles tensing as her fingers work faster. "Always you, Legion. Every single time. Nobody else. Just you." Her voice breaks into a soft whimper as she arches her back, golden hair spilling across the worn fabric beneath her like liquid sunlight.
I kick off my boots, pushing them aside without looking. Then I peel my jeans down my legs, stepping out of them. I stand before her completely naked, hand still wrapped around my cock, working it slowly.
"Your cock is so fucking massive," she whispers, her eyes locked on my hand as I continue stroking myself. Her voice drops even lower, husky with desire. "I love how it stretches me wide open every time. How it reaches places inside me nobody else has ever touched. How it makes me feel so completely full I can barely breathe when you're buried all the way inside me."
Fuck, her dirty talk drives me nuts. Always has. It was a surprise how filthy her fuckin' mouth was that first time when we were teenagers. She's never been shy. I said one dirty thing to her that first time. Told her she was wet, or something stupid like that. And the filthy words I got in response almost killed me. Something about ruined panties.
I drop to my knees between her spread legs, pushin’ them wider with my hands. I lower my mouth to her pussy, breathing in her scent before my tongue makes contact with her slick flesh. The taste of her floods my mouth, sweet and tangy and perfect.
I lick a long, deliberate stripe from her entrance to her clit, savoring the sweet tang of her arousal as it coats my tongue. She responds immediately. Her thighs quiverin’ against my shoulders.
I take my time eating her out, letting my tongue press firm and flat against her opening. Then dragging slowly upward until I reach her swollen clit.
"Fuck, Legion," she moans, her back arching off the blanket.
I circle her clit with my tongue, applying just enough pressure to make her squirm but not enough to push her over the edge. I want to draw this out, make her beg for it. I slip two fingers inside her, bending them upward to make her see stars.
Savannah writhes beneath me, her hips bucking against my face. Her hands tangle in my hair, trying to pull me up to her, but I resist. I love doing this to her, watching her come apart under my mouth. The power of it, knowing I can reduce her to nothin’ but desperate need with just my tongue and fingers.
"Legion, please," she gasps, tugging harder at my hair. "I want your cock inside me. I need you to fuck me right now. I've been thinking about it for days, watching you in that bed, wanting to climb on top of you, but knowing I couldn't."
I lift my head, my lips and chin wet with her. "You want my cock, princess? You want me to fill up this tight little pussy until you can't remember your own name? I'm going to fuck you so deep you'll feel me for days. Every time you sit down, you'll remember how I stretched you open, how I claimed every inch of you. This pussy belongs to me, Savannah. No one else gets to touch it, taste it, fuck it. Just me."