Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 54888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54888 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
“You smell fucking incredible.” I got onto my knees and slid my hands down to her hips, curling my fingers against her warm, soft skin, growling low. Something snapped in me once more, and without thinking, I was moving closer so I was between her legs, my hands back on her waist.
“You feel so good over me, Bishop.”
I closed my eyes and groaned at her softly spoken words. I moved lower, using my hands on her knees to spread her thighs apart. My eyes were open now, staring at her, gauging her reaction to make sure she was still right here with me.
When all she did was watch me with unrestrained arousal, I lay on my stomach between her parted legs and let my eyes land right on her pussy.
Sweet Jesus.
She was wet, all that honey glistening on her folds. All for me.
I’ve never smelled anything so fucking good.
I glanced up the length of her body, knowing my expression probably looked primal as hell. I sure as fuck felt like a wild animal in front of her.
I need to taste her.
“I need this, Korrie,” I whispered, not explaining, but she knew what I meant, because she let her legs fall all the way open.
I purred in approval.
Christ, she smells delicious.
I should have gone slow, but I couldn’t. I ran my tongue first along her left inner thigh and then moved to the other side, nipping, gently dragging my teeth along her soft flesh. I wanted to taste every inch of her, memorize her until I couldn’t even think straight, but I was too impatient.
“Korrie,” I groaned before letting my tongue slide right through her silk. “Mmmm,” I purred, and that band of restraint snapped as I attacked her pussy with a ferocity that scared even me.
She had her hands in my hair a second later and tugged at the strands forcefully. I hissed against her wet flesh, loving the pain.
I suckled on her for long seconds, not wanting to ever stop.
So. Damn. Good.
“Ohhhh. Yes, Bishop.” The little noise that left her had me frenzied for more, to bring her over the brink again and again.
Fuck, to be buried between her legs and just eat her out all night long? Fucking heaven.
And so I really ate her, her addicting flavor exploding on my tongue. I licked and sucked at her flesh harder, with more fervor, growling like some feral, starved animal. The sounds she made drove me insane with lust.
I pulled her pussy lips apart with my thumbs, flattening my tongue and slowly dragging it up her slit, licking at her like she was the sweetest ice cream melting on a hot summer day.
Oh. Yeaaah.
I sucked her clit into my mouth at the same time I teased a finger around her tight pussy hole. I pushed the digit in to the first knuckle, my cock jerking at how tight and hot she was, how wet she made my finger. She’d soak my hand in seconds.
“Bishop,” she cried out as if surprised. “I’m so close. Oh yes. I’m so, so close.” She thrashed her head back and forth on the pillow, and I had my eyes locked on her the entire time, wanting to see that pleasure morph her face.
I renewed my efforts, swallowing her cream, getting drunk off it, loving the silkiness of her honey that slid down my throat.
I murmured unintelligible words against her flesh, endearments that were muffled by her succulent pussy. I went back and sucked on the hard bundle of nerves at the top of her mound, wanting—needing—her to come.
She gasped and tugged on my hair even more.
I didn’t stop working my mouth on Korrie’s velvety soft pussy, fucking craved that she moved her hips against me, grinding all that honey on my mouth. She tugged at the short strands of my hair, pulling me closer, begging me incoherently for more. I couldn't stop myself from thrusting my hips against the mattress, humping the fuck out of my comforter in time with the sweep of my tongue through her slit.
“So close,” she cried out, her fingers tunneling tighter in my hair.
Fuuuck. Her flavor was ambrosia. She tasted so damn good.
And then she came for me, really pressing her pussy on my mouth, working herself on me, crying out as she orgasmed.
Her pleasure lasted long seconds, so long I was close to getting off myself. But I moved away from her before I exploded. And taking my mouth from that sweet spot was hard as hell, but I needed her. I needed to be inside her, or I was going to come all over the sheets and her belly.
I need to feel her come around me.
And when I got off, it would be deep inside this woman. My woman.
I lifted my gaze up the length of her body, lingering on her pussy with those bare, silky lips, up to the tight curls at the top that turned me the fuck on. I lifted my gaze higher, along her curvy body, over the tiny indent of her navel, and higher still. Her breasts were round and high, a perfect handful for me. Her nipples were tight, dusky, and all but begging for my mouth.