Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33298 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33298 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Blade reaches for the center of his jeans and cups his manhood. “Damn, you’re the stuff of wet dreams. All those beautiful curves on display for your man.”
His words help me to relax. He likes what he sees. He more than likes it if the way he’s staring at me is any indication.
I bend and reach for the straps of my heels, aware of the way he can see straight down my bra like this. If he likes the view, let him look.
“Bra and panties off. The fuck-me heels stay on,” Blade insists, his voice rough. “On the bed. On your back. Pretty thighs spread wide for me. Gonna lick my pussy now.”
I peel the last scraps of material from my body, relieved to know he’s going to take care of this insistent ache between my thighs. Although if I’m being honest, I could probably come just from hearing him say those dirty words in that voice of his. The voice that sounds so familiar.
I push the thought away. I refuse to think of a man that can’t even send me a text while I’m here with Blade who’s made it obvious he wants me.
Quickly, I get comfortable on the bed. My juices are already dripping from my pussy and if it weren’t for the way that Blade’s looking at me, I’d find it a little embarrassing. But something tells me that he doesn’t see it that way. No, nothing that happens between me and Blade could ever be embarrassing or wrong.
He yanks off his shirt but doesn’t remove his pants. Instead, he strides to the top of the bed and reaches for my hair. He spreads it across his pillow before he gives a satisfied nod. “Perfect.”
This has to mean something, right? He said he was saving himself for someone special.
Before I can think on that, he’s positioning himself between my thighs. He spreads my pussy lips with his fingers and stares at my wetness for so long that I start to squirm. “Want to memorize this moment,” he grunts. “It’s the last look at my girl’s virgin pussy.”
Then he dips his head and runs his tongue along my seam.
I jerk at the otherworldly sensation, at how amazing it feels to have his tongue touching such an intimate part of me. But Blade just puts a hand on my stomach, applying the slightest pressure to still me. “Let me eat my dinner, woman.”
He growls and grunts as he consumes me, pushing me higher and higher. I try to call out, to warn him that I’m about to come. But he doesn’t stop.
“Come for me,” he demands, sucking my swollen nub between his lips.
His commands, the noises he’s making, the way he’s holding me with the slightest pressure, everything about this moment feels sacred and precious. Then he swirls his tongue around my clit, and I detonate right there. Wave after wave of pleasure pulls me under, and I scream his name in bliss.
When it’s over, my taut body relaxes, and he crawls up the mattress to join me. I realize belatedly that he’s fully naked now, and that’s one show I wish I hadn’t missed. He lies down on his side, facing me.
“Hi,” I whisper the word, my cheeks warm when I think about where he just was.
His answering grin is wolfish, reminding me of a predator that’s spotted prey. “No need to feel shy, sweetheart. Eating your pink little cunt is now my full-time job. I’m going to be doing it day and night.”
My pussy spasms in response. I didn’t even know it was possible to have a mini orgasm from a guy’s filthy words. “If you’ll always do that, then I’ll have no complaints.”
“Damn straight you won’t.” He reaches for my leg and hooks it over his hips. The position opens me up, and he scoots closer. His cock nudges my slick folds. We both groan at the contact. “You’re going to come for me.”
“I don’t know if I can,” I whisper the words even though I’m already on edge again. My breath comes in tiny pants, and my whole skin prickles with the awareness of an impending release.
He brings his hand down and delivers a stinging smack to my pussy. The gesture is so hot, so filthy, and possessive. It sends a flood of moisture pouring from my body as I whimper his name. If he keeps doing things like that, it won’t take much more.
He slips his massive cock inside of my wet channel, pausing when he hits my barrier. “This is your last chance to run before the beast consumes you.”
I cup his face in my hand. He’s saying the dirtiest things, but it’s not lost on me that he chose a position that’s intimate, that allows me to see his face. For a man like Blade, that’s a lot of trust and intimacy. “I want you.”