Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22822 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22822 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Anyway, I’m on my knees with Austin’s big thick cock ramming down my throat, so we’re not going anywhere now. Not until he’s done.
“Open up wide, baby,” he growls as he grips my ponytail with his strong hand. “You wanted my cock and now you’re going to get it. All of it.”
He tilts my head back and I try to relax my throat as he thrusts his big dick in deep. My mouth is so full that my eyes are watering, leaking mascara down my cheeks.
Everyone is in the main room at the Town Hall for the press conference and we’re backstage in the dressing room. Just as we were about to begin, I pulled Austin back into the room, dropped to my knees, and immediately started clawing at his zipper, trying to get his big dick out. I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to have him.
I can still hear the crowd murmuring outside. They can wait. This feels too good to stop.
His blue eyes are dark with lust as he looks down at me taking him all in. I choke out a moan as his grip on my hair tightens and he amps up the pace.
He’s all grunts and growls as he thrusts in deep. “Fuck yes, baby. You like having my cock in your slutty little mouth?”
I try to nod, but I can’t move my head. He’s holding it right where he wants it.
My hand darts down to my pussy and I can’t believe how wet I am. I’m soaked.
“You tease me with those luscious lips, girl, and now I’m going to make you take every inch.”
I start rubbing my throbbing clit and we both erupt with intense orgasms. There’s a crowd outside and we have to be quiet. I can’t make any noise with his big cock pulsing deep in my mouth, but Austin can. He grits his teeth and lets out a strained series of grunts as I feel his warm cum shoot down my throat.
He slowly pulls his cock out one long inch at a time and I wrap my lips around it, not wanting to let it go just yet.
“Fuck,” he grunts as he wipes his forehead. “You are too much for me.”
This coming from the guy with the twelve-inch cock.
If anything, he’s too much for me.
We both take a few seconds to compose ourselves and Austin puts his beautiful cock away and fixes up his uniform.
“How do I look?” I ask as I wipe my hair back with my hands.
His cringing face says it all.
Shit. I quickly climb to my feet and look in the mirror on the wall. Double shit.
My hair is a wild mess like I drove here with my head sticking out of the window and my mascara is leaking down my cheeks like I’m about to head off to an Alice Cooper concert.
I can’t go out there like this.
“You look like you were crying,” he says with a shrug. “You look like someone who was recently kidnapped.”
He’s right. If it will help sell the story and get my man off free, I’ll do it.
We go out there and face the reporters. Austin leads the press conference, telling the story we made up about how I escaped and how a rival crew is suspected of killing the four men who took me.
When he’s done, I read a prepared statement and everybody thinks that my runny mascara was from sad tears, when really they were from sexy tears.
As soon as I say the last words, the reporters all jump up, shouting questions at me.
Austin steps in front of me, blocking me from their view in that protective way he does. The way that gets my heart pumping.
“No questions,” he barks at them. “Ellie has been through enough and she’s going to move on with her life.”
He shoots them all a fierce look, daring them to harass me. One by one, they all sit back down and shut up.
“Now then,” he says, rolling his massive shoulders. “We’re done here.”
He takes my hand and pulls me backstage. The mayor wants to shake my hand and wish me a speedy mental recovery, but Austin blows past him, pulling me along with him right into the dressing room.
“Now,” he says as he shuts the door and turns around with hungry eyes. “Now it’s your turn. Clothes off. Legs in the air. I want that ripe little pussy in my mouth.”
I’m grinning uncontrollably as I do what he says.
Who am I to disobey the Sheriff? ;)
Epilogue
Austin
Eight months later…
“Is that the whole house?” Ellie asks as I slide my hands down her thick hips. They’re wider now that she’s eight months pregnant and her extra size has been driving me crazy. I love her big hips.
They’re perfect for making all of the babies I plan to stuff in her.