Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
It’s as if she can read my mind, because after she finishes sucking my finger, she lowers to her knees and reaches for my zipper.
Fuck.
“You sure?” I ask her.
She nods. “You’ve tasted me twice. It’s my turn to taste you.”
I help her unzip my pants, my dick already hard. Her eyes widen as I pull him out and give him a stroke. “I liked coming all over your tits, but I’d rather come in your mouth. Deep down your throat.” I wrap a hand around her throat, feeling her pulse spike. I rub my thumb over her pulse point and then move my hand up, until I’m cupping her cheek. “Suck me, Greer. Open wide, and suck it, sweetheart.”
“It’s so big,” she says as she wraps her hand around the base, moving the other to cup my balls.
“Take it, Greer. Take it all. Show me how messy you can be.” I lean my head back, closing my eyes as she sticks her tongue out to lick at the tip of my cock.
SEVENTEEN
GREER
I can’t believe I’m doing this. I’ve wanted this for so long, and now it’s turning into my reality. I won’t overanalyze and think about what this means for us. What it means for our future. Right now, I’m going to enjoy the moment with him.
And the many inches before me.
So many inches.
His eyes connect with mine. “Take a deep breath because I’m gonna shove it deep down your throat.”
I immediately do as he says and suck in enough air to fill my lungs.
Roman pushes his dick into my mouth and I hold my breath, letting him slip down my throat, relaxing as he does. “No gag reflex?” he questions, holding the base of his cock.
I shake my head slightly, tasting his precum.
He closes his eyes briefly. “Ah, fuck. That’s it. Get my cock nice and wet. Sloppy wet,” he says, pushing his dick deeper. “I’m gonna fuck this pretty mouth of yours.”
I love that I’m doing this for him. Turning him on so much. A warmth of pride stretches through my chest, and it makes me eager to please him. I want to touch all of him. Every inch. More so than I am right now.
I wasn’t kidding when I said he’d ruin me. I think he already has. Ruined me for any other man who comes after him. Ruined me for loving him the way I do. For worshiping this god I’m kneeling before.
My mouth is stretched thin as he fucks my mouth like he said he was going to, and I’m here for every moment of it. Memorizing it. Wanting to keep doing this, over and over again.
I suck him, letting my head move with each thrust of his hips.
He leans over me, one hand fisting into my hair, the other holding onto the island countertop. His eyes never waver from mine, and it builds this connection between us. His words, mixed with the way he pumps his dick into my mouth, turn me on, and I squeeze my legs together to ward off the tension growing there.
He keeps thrusting, in and out of my mouth. I hold my mouth open for him, letting it rub along my tongue. “That’s it,” he groans out. “I’m about to come.”
His words urge me to keep going. To keep sucking like I’ve always wanted to. I’m giving him this pleasure, and my heart beat thrums through my ears. I’m so turned on.
I want him.
“I want you to swallow me, Greer. Don’t spit this cum out. I want you to taste it. Drink it up. Fuck…” He jerks and I feel the warmth glide down my throat. “Take your dress off.”
I stand, my eyes never wavering from his as I swallow the last of his cum. I slowly remove my dress, taking my time with it, even though we’re standing here in my kitchen.
He tucks himself back into his pants and watches me as I finish undressing. “Bra and panties too. I want to see every inch of your precious skin.”
Whenever I was naked in front of past boyfriends, I felt shy. Nervous. Afraid.
But not with Roman.
He looks at me like I’m the most valuable commodity on the planet. And who knows, maybe it’s my feelings reflecting in his eyes, because I know Roman is my person.
My human.
The person I can’t live without. I push away the thoughts, because I know he doesn’t feel the same. This is all pretend for him.
He’s the playboy.
I’m the prude.
So, tonight, I’m going to have this man any way I can. I want the mind-numbing orgasms with him. He’s already given me one tonight. But I’m greedy because I want so many more.
And even more than that, I want to be the one pleasuring him.
I shimmy my ass as I move toward my master suite down the hallway. “Come and get me,” I tell him and then I take off running.