Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 56295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
“Oh God, right there,” she moans as I hold the toy completely inside her, the rabbit working her clit. My other hand rips the rest of the buttons down on my jeans. Her eyes stay on mine as my fist encompasses my length.
“Take over, Rosaleigh. Show me how you use this toy as you think about me taking you, owning your pleasure as you moan my name.” She wraps her hand around mine that’s holding the base of her toy, not letting me go, and fuck if I want to anyways. Leigh is breaking down every barrier I could ever put up. She’s an addiction, deep in my veins, a habit I never want to kick. My eyes lock on her face before they move to her tits, watching as they bounce, down to where our hands are working the purple silicon, watching as her greedy pussy grabs ahold of the toy, not letting go. It’s enough to make me come right then and there, knowing that one day soon, it’s going to be my cock.
“Oh God, I’m close. Come with me, Nix, please,” she begs. My hand works the toy with hers. The other is on my cock, and when Leigh’s hand wraps around mine, both of use working together to find our mutual pleasure, I know my cum is going to be ripped out of my body if she doesn’t get there soon.
“Get there, sweetheart. I’m going to paint your body with my cum, claim you in a way that will be permanently ingrained in your memory,” I groan, watching as her body tightens, knowing she’s coming on a toy, and if I weren’t so fucking stubborn, it could be my cock she was choking instead.
“Phoenix.” It’s low and throaty, a rasp even. Her head is tipped back, eyes fluttering closed, hands tightening around my own as she finds her release. I hold back until she comes back to life, wanting her to watch as I do exactly what I said I would.
“You ready for me, Leigh, ready to watch as you push me over the edge?” I ask, keeping the toy inside her body, seeing if I can push another orgasm out of her as I glide my palm up and down, twisting along the way, gripping it tighter. Leigh’s hands stay where they are, as if she’s scared that this will all disappear once it’s over.
“Come for me, Nix, come on me. I want to see you let go.” Her eyes open, green with hazel-brown flecks floating around; they go back and forth in color. My balls are heavy, body ready to release its load. I watch as the first spurt of cum hits her smooth creamy skin, the hot fluid to her cooling skin that’s dripping with perspiration.
“Leigh,” I groan, taking my hand off my dick, letting my body finish what we started. I don’t stop until her chest, stomach, and cunt are dripping with my cum.
“Jesus, that was so hot. If this is your idea of not having foreplay, I vote we do it again as soon as possible.” I sit back on my haunches after getting on my knees to come all over her body. “Or maybe we do that now. You’re still hard. How is that even possible?”
I laugh. She has no ungodly idea what she’s capable of, how she’s looking at me like I’m her savior, naked before me. Nothing fucking compares. Nothing. “Oh, it’s possible. Now, how about you go hop in the shower. I’ll head to my place and do the same. Then we’ll go make our rounds to get the girls, head to my folks’ place, and later today, that talk we need to have will happen.”
“Or you could shower here,” she states. I slowly withdraw the toy from her body, watching as she clenches down on it, not ready to be done. That makes two of us, judging by the way my cock is refusing to deflate.
“Sweetheart, as much as I want that, I won’t tempt myself. You naked is hard already. You naked and wet, I’d be completely fucked.” I slide off the bed, unable to button my pants because my cock is still hard. My hand goes to hers once I’m standing. I notice she isn’t grabbing for the first available item to rub my cum off her body.
“You can’t blame a girl for trying.” One of her hands is in mine, the other on my abdomen, making it hard to leave her. “Are you coming back over after you’re ready, or am I coming to you?” It’s on the top of my tongue to say, ‘You’re coming again.’ Since I’m the one putting a stop to this when she’s more than willing, I bite my tongue.
“I’ll come to you.” My hand covers hers on my stomach. I want another taste of her lips to hold me over until I’m back. Rosaleigh gives me what I’m after, lifting to the tips of her toes, mouth meeting mine, tongue seeking mine, and when I allow her to gain entrance, I take over, hand going to the back of her head, holding her where I want her as I twine my tongue with hers, not ending our kiss until both of us are breathless.