Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 64662 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64662 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
I’m trembling with the need to come, but his slow moves tell me it’ll be a while. And it is. He takes his time until his lips touch every inch of my skin, and my fingertips dig into the flesh of his wide shoulders. “Diesel.”
“Tell me.”
“I need to come,” I whisper.
“I know. You’re vibrating with it. Not yet,” he whispers back, blowing a cool breeze over my nipples. His thumb circles my clit in slow, lazy circles. He’s watching me for any little sign of disobedience. “Soon,” he promises, teasing my clit with his tongue and then my opening.
“Please,” I whimper.
His reply is to suck my clit until I’m so close to coming I’m screaming. “Now that’s what I like to hear, Cassidy.” He does it again and again until sweat covers my body and my toes curl so hard they pop. I strain toward the orgasm that’s so close to the surface that my ears start ringing, and my vision blurs.
“Diesel.”
“Almost,” he chuckles before lifting my legs over his shoulders and cupping my ass while he feasts on my pussy, making me wetter, making me pulse harder and faster. He moans like he enjoys it more than I do, which makes me enjoy myself even more.
“Please,” I cry out, tangling my fingers in his hair.
“Soon.” His voice is a dark promise before his mouth returns to my clit, licking and sucking until the sounds of my pussy grow louder than my moans. Two fingers slide deep, stretching me out deliciously, making me jump when I feel another invasion. “You’re okay,” he whispers softly as his thumb slides into my asshole. “Breathe.”
I let out a slow breath as he invades me an inch deeper.
“Come for me, Cassidy. Now.”
I can’t say what the fuck it is about that low, commanding growl or maybe it’s just the permission, but I go off like a cherry bomb, loud and hard and dramatic. “Oh. My. God!” The orgasm goes on and on and on while his tongue flicks against my clit in softer and softer touches. His fingers are still while I clench and pulse around him. “Yes. Oh fuck, yes!” I shake and tremble as all the pleasure leaves my body.
“Fuck, that was hot.” His hazel eyes are heavy-lidded, so fucking full of desire that instantly, I’m wet all over again. “That’s two for you. This last one is just for me.”
That should send warning bells clanging in my head, but after the way he just made me come, I am dead ass certain that the next orgasm will probably ruin me for all other men. I smile up at him. “I thought this one was just for you.”
Diesel licks his lips. “No, babe, that was for you. But fuck did I enjoy watching you come apart like that.”
“I enjoyed it too.”
He chuckles, reaching for his pants, where he produces a condom. Thank God because I’m clearly not thinking straight. I take it from him.
“Be my guest,” he says with a low chuckle, and he rolls onto his back.
I take the condom, tearing the gold wrapper with my teeth while my other hand strokes his giant cock. My hand wraps around it, barely, stroking slowly because the way his eyes flutter shut, showing off eyelashes women pay hundreds of dollars for, is too damn intoxicating to look away.
“Cassidy,” he growls, wrapping a hand around my wrist. “Don’t tease me.”
Just because I can, I slide my thumb over the tip of his cock, rubbing in the bead of pre-come that makes his eyes do that fluttery thing again. “Me, tease? I would never.” I slide the condom down his length, giving it one final squeeze just to make sure the damn thing is gonna fit. “You’re big.”
He smiles. “I’ll make sure your pussy is nice and wet first.”
“Oh, she is.”
His teeth clamp together, and he grabs a handful of my hair, tilting my head back so he has full access to my throat. “Just how I like it,” he growls before licking a trail of heat from my collarbone to my chin. “How do you want me to fuck you, Cassidy?”
“Hard,” I answer instantly, loving the way the gold twinkles in his dark eyes when he’s turned on.
He stares back at me wordlessly. The only sound he makes is a low grunt when I turn away from him and get on all fours before I look over my shoulder.
“Such a great ass.”
His compliment sends a wave of heat over me, but when his hand comes down on my ass just as his cock slides inside me, I let out a long, low cry, arching back to take every fucking inch of him. “Fuck,” I whisper.
“Good?”
“Better than good,” I assure him, pushing back to urge him to fuck me. He moves in slow strokes at first, which I appreciate because, holy hell, is he rocking a big ol’ cock. “Yes.” I’m so wet, so close to orgasm number three, that I try to slow him down.