Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 158(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 158(@300wpm)
I grin at her statement. “I’m me, the same Carlton you’ve known since we were kids,” I promise her. “Just a little more interesting, that’s all.”
But the pretty brunette shakes her head. “Neither one of us is the same.”
“You think?” I ask her with an impish smile.
“Yes.” Her face turns ten shades of red. “I mean, I was ten and you were … what, thirteen when we last met?”
I think for a moment.
“Yeah, possibly fourteen. But back then, we were just kids. Now, we’re definitely something more, sweetheart. A man and a woman. Not children any longer.”
With that, I lean forward to claim her mouth with my own. She mewls slightly with surprise but then melts passionately against me, and I growl with arousal. Just like before, the sexy brunette is quickly pressing her body into mine. I feel her heaving breasts against my chest and I find myself reaching around her back to pull her even more closely to my hard form. She’s utterly delicious, and the fire inside becomes a flame.
Fumbling, I set my glass down on a side table and then help her put hers down as well. Now that our hands are totally free, our exploration of one another becomes more intense. I give in and squeeze Ramona’s ass with my hand, enjoying the curvaceous bounty. Her moan makes my cock go rock hard and I pull her firmly against my frame, wanting her to feel the length of my manhood against her body.
Ramona’s own hands slide over my chest, arms, neck, almost as if she can’t get enough of touching me.
“When did you become so ripped?” she moans breathlessly against my mouth.
In response and giving in to an almost feral need, I scoop her up into my arms. Ramona’s gaze is hooded with passion and desire, and I know that my own eyes probably look beast-like at this point. I take a few shorts steps toward the oversized couch and carefully drop the curvy girl onto its soft surface. She giggles, her breasts bouncing with the motion. Growling, I position myself over her, careful to hold my body weight off her small frame.
The next moments are a flurry of passion. My mouth finds Ramona’s while her hands continue to explore my body. I let my lips drift from her lips down to her neck, and then slowly, to the tops of her breasts.
Gently, as if handling fine porcelain, I slip first one and then the other dress strap down both of the curvy girl’s arms, revealing even more of her ample bosom. Her breath catches ever so slightly as I let my mouth roam along the edge of her gown where fabric meets skin. Then, I use one finger to lower the material even further down until her top half is exposed.
I’m pleasantly surprised to see that Ramona is braless. Her nipples are perky and practically demanding that I pull them into my mouth. With a grunt, I indulge my desire, pulling one of the rosy nubs into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue. Ramona moans with pleasure, her entire body arching into mine with want.
“You like that, don’t you?” I rasp, my blue eyes flaring. “Your tits are really sensitive.”
She merely runs her fingers through my hair, unable to answer.
“Mmm!” she breathes, arching her back to stuff more into my mouth. “Yes!”
I hold her down firmly, and let my mouth drift to the other erect nipple, pulling it between my lips with a decisive tug. Now, Ramona bucks beneath me, her groans becoming even louder.
Fully aroused myself, I let my mouth linger a little longer on her soft mounds, enjoying her whimpers of pleasure. Then, I trail my lips back up her body until I’m kissing those full lips once more. She responds in kind, rubbing her body along the length of me like a sensuous cat.
“I want to taste you,” I murmur against her mouth.
Her brown eyes go wide. “What?”
My grin is bright in the low light.
“Yes baby. Down there. I need to taste your honey.”
She gasps. “I… yes,” she breathes. “I want that Carlton.”
I feel my cock begin to drip at her wanton neediness. Without another word, I slide my body down until my face is inches above her hips, and deftly, I hitch up her dress to reveal those luscious white thighs and soft, fluffy belly.
Her lacy thong leaves little to the imagination and the blood pounds in my ears. I slip my finger into the fabric and pull it to one side, revealing a glistening pink slit.
“Shit, baby,” I rasp. “You’re soaked already.”
Then, unable to resist any longer, I slip my tongue into her wetness, eager to taste this beautiful, sensual woman. Her intense whimpering is my reward. Beneath my eager lips, she writhes and pushes her hips against me and I take it all, slipping my tongue in and out of her slick hole while she continues to wriggle. Ramona’s hands find my head and she presses me further into her, widening her thighs to give me access. I comply, licking and teasing and tasting her swollen folds.