Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 117574 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 588(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 392(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 117574 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 588(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 392(@300wpm)
Auggie springs up, takes me into his arms, and kisses me. “I’ll get you a better ring,” he murmurs into my lips. “That one’s a placeholder.”
“No, I love this ring. And I love you.”
He kisses me again, and soon, we’re passionately devouring each other.
Auggie lays me down on the bed and pulls off my pajama pants and panties, and in short order, he’s having himself a voracious meal between my legs. A metal-free one, I might add. I took out all the piercings between my legs in Seattle, and everything’s all healed up now—which means Auggie’s voracious tongue, mouth, and fingers feel nothing but glorious and delicious and pleasurable. Even more so than usual after spending a week away from him—my fiancé.
When I come, Auggie groans loudly and rips off my tank top—which is when he discovers my nipple piercings are gone, too.
He pulls off his own shirt, revealing, not surprisingly, he’s also removed both his nipple piercings. But when he removes his pants and briefs, I get a shocking surprise.
Auggie didn’t remove his dick piercing.
It’s still there, shiny and pretty and raring to go at the base of his straining hard-on.
“You kept it,” I breathe.
Auggie winks. “I’m not blind or stupid, babe. I saw the hungry look in your eyes when you told me about Ryan’s piercing and showed me that photo from the internet. I could tell this is a fantasy of yours.”
“It is,” I admit, blushing like crazy. “A huge one.”
He laughs. “Well, let’s find out if it works, huh? I can always take it out, if you don’t like it.”
I nod vigorously and pull on his arm. “Come to momma.”
With a chuckle, Auggie kisses me again. He fondles my clit for a bit, and then fingers me, too, to get me extra wet and ready for him. And when I’m writhing and begging him to let me test drive his sexy new hardware, he folds me in half beneath him, rests my calves against his broad shoulders, and nudges his beefy, wet tip against my entrance. He rocks his hips forward and stretches me out, making me moan, and soon, his full, girthy length is all the way in.
I groan when he begins thrusting, even louder when I feel the unmistakable sensation of metal teasing my clit, over and over again, with each deep thrust. He’s turned himself into a human sex toy for me—a spectacular one with eyeroll-inducing efficiency.
“Oh, god,” I choke out, as my eyes roll back into my head. “Holy shit.”
“You like it?”
“Oh, god, Auggie. Don’t stop. I’m almost there.”
“Already?”
He’s emboldened. Before now, I think he was being a touch careful with me—making sure the metal didn’t hurt me. But now that he knows that little piece of hardware is driving me absolutely wild, he’s unleashed. A man possessed. He fucks me hard, with a little snap of his pelvis each time his body is flush with mine—each time that metal hits its target—and the end result is that I feel like I’m being physically catapulted into sheer bliss.
As my pleasure spirals higher and higher, Auggie grits out a string of hoarse comments. He tells me I feel fucking incredible. Perfect. That he’s missed me. That he loves me. And best of all, that he can’t wait to make me his wife and to fuck me like this every day for the rest of our lives. Soon, the combination of Auggie’s husky voice, his perfect words, his delicious scent, plus, all the amazingness going on between my legs, conspires to rocket me to heaven.
I teeter on the edge of the abyss for a brief flash before my body releases and I’m slammed with an orgasm that’s so intense, it makes me squirt, cry, laugh, scream, howl and whimper, and then weep, all in rapid succession.
As waves of pleasure throttle me, and all those weird, conflicting sounds and tears and female ejaculate hurtle out of me, Auggie shoves himself inside me as deeply as he can go, so that my innermost muscles massage every inch of his full length. Not surprisingly, it’s too much pleasure for the man to withstand—even as my body is still warping, Auggie comes along with me with a loud and primal roar.
When he’s spent, Auggie collapses on top of me, thereby folding me even more beneath him, since my legs are still propped onto his shoulders. For a long, delicious moment, we both remain entangled and still, sweaty and panting, trying to regain equilibrium.
“Never, ever take that piercing out,” I deadpan, eventually splitting the silence. “Or the engagement is off.”
Auggie laughs and leans back, allowing me to extricate myself from our pretzel.
We lie on the bed together, my cheek on Auggie’s bare chest and his arms around me.
“But are you sure you like the piercing?” he jokes.
“Pretty freaking sure. If I hadn’t said yes to marrying you before we had sex, I’d be saying yes now. Hell, I’d be proposing to you.”