Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 74103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
He moves lower, dragging his mouth down, his lips find my breasts, and he sucks on the rosy tips of my nipples, eliciting sparks of pleasure from deep within my center. Swirling his tongue, he sucks one nipple while rolling the other between two fingers.
Raising my hips off the mattress, I signal my need to him.
“Cage, please, touch me. Please…” My fingers sink into his hair, and I hold his face to my breast, never wanting him to stop.
Releasing my breast with a pop, he kisses a path down over my belly until he reaches my hips, where he places a kiss on each one. My chest is heaving, and I’m burning with need. I’ve never felt so worked up in my life. I’m strung as tight as a bow, and I need Cage to release the arrow to remove the tension.
With an experience that makes my cheeks burn, he spreads my legs wide enough so his hulking frame can fit between them. Then he drops to his belly and peers up at me.
“I’m going to touch you, but it’s not going to be with just my fingers. I need to taste you too, see if you’re as sweet as you smell.”
“Yes, please!”
I’m far too overwhelmed and needy to be embarrassed, and my lips part on a moan when he presses my knees back against my chest and licks me, ass to pussy and back again. He feasts on me like I am air, water, and his final meal.
“Fuck, just like I’d imagined,” he growls against my folds, his tongue working some type of voodoo magic on my clit. Sucking and licking, he flicks the tiny bud until I swear, I’m going to start shaking.
When I’m on the verge of an orgasm, he pulls away and brings two fingers to the entrance of my pussy. I’m so wet, my arousal coats my thighs, making it so his fingers slip inside with ease. There’s a slight burn and stretching. I feel fuller than I’ve ever felt before. I whimper as he gently moves his fingers, pumping them in and out, giving me time to adjust while also preparing me for his cock.
“You should see yourself, see how pretty your pussy is with my fingers inside it. I can’t wait for my cock to be in there.”
“Please,” I beg, unsure of what I’m asking for. Do I want him to fuck me? Touch me? Make me come? I want all of those things, right now.
Ignoring my plea, his movements remain leisurely. Each stroke of his fingers is precise, touching the exact spot he intends. Upping his pace, he moves faster and deeper, rubbing at some special spot at the top of my channel.
“Come for me, come on my face. Soak me, baby.” The words are muffled by my folds, but they do their job.
Lifting my hips, I grind my core into his face. Cage chuckles or I think he does, but I can’t remember anything after his lips close over my clit, and he starts to suck. The combination of his mouth and his fingers working me over sends me into oblivion. Rattled to the core, my entire body shakes, and the orgasm zings through me like a lightning bolt.
My entire body tightens, and I clench onto his fingers, half holding them inside while half trying to push them out. The pleasure is so great that I drop my hands onto the mattress and hold onto it to keep myself in place.
A moment later, as I’m drifting down from my high, Cage gently withdraws his fingers and rises up from between my legs. His lips glisten with my juices, and I’m mesmerized by him. He towers over me, looking like a god, his body sculpted from stone.
Reaching for him, I run my hands over his chest and down over his well-defined stomach. I trace over each ab, which moves with each heaving breath of his chest.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” His voice comes out breathless.
“Yes, I want this. I want you,” I say without giving my brain a chance to think up a reason why I shouldn’t want him.
Lifting me by the ass, he scoots me up the mattress until my head reaches the pillows. His body blankets mine, and I conjure up the strength to look down at his cock. It swings between his legs like a bat, and the mushroom head glistens with a bead of liquid.
“Fuck, stop looking at me like that. This is your first time, and I need to take you slowly, not fuck you straight through the mattress.”
I almost laugh, but it catches in my throat when he parts my legs further, and the head of his cock brushes against my entrance.
He’s going to break me. Rip me in half.
Fear starts to rise up inside of me, and I grab onto his shoulders to secure myself. He presses a kiss to the corner of my mouth and pulls away an inch, his eyes scanning my face.