Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
“Stay.” Kavanaugh reaches me. My hands are holding the silk skirt, not wanting any more wrinkles to appear. I will have to eventually walk the halls to leave the building when this is over. He extends his hand, and I give him the clothes. He’s gone for no longer than a second. My hands go to the floor, keeping my balance. The same can’t be said for the blood rushing to my head or the wetness coating my core.
“Tyler, switch places with me.” A mewl leaves me. I’m impatient; it’s who I am and who I’ll always be. One man’s heat and presence is swapped for another, this one taking full advantage of my folded-over position. “I’m going to take your pussy, baby girl, while Tyler fucks your mouth.” I moan in response. Kavanaugh doesn’t bother taking my thong off. The fabric has enough elasticity to slide it to the side as his thumb trails me from clit to ass, dragging my wetness along the way. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you, my hand fisting your hair, guiding you as you take his cock. Should I let him play with your tits the way you like?” Kavanaugh doesn’t give me the time to answer as my head lifts up, using Tyler’s thighs to guide me until my back is straight and my eyes are on his thick bulge. One flick of his nimble fingers, and my bra drops, one arm and then the other, as it falls to the ground. “Answer me, baby girl.”
“Please.” My hips push back, begging, aching, and slowly dying inside if he doesn’t get inside of me. This morning, we were rushing around, and sadly, it meant our time in the shower was a tease, literally, rubbing against one another, his cock hard and pressed against his abdomen, my body quivering, in need of a release. Samuel being Samuel kept us both on a slow simmer, and now I know why.
“Tyler, I think she needs something in her mouth, don’t you?” The dual rasp of belts clinks, all while Kavanaugh keeps working my center, two fingers thrusting back and forth. My mind focuses on nothing except the pleasure that’s starting to build within me, watching as Tyler’s cock appears in front of me.
“She does.” Tyler is not a man of many words. My hands move along his thighs. Apparently, neither man is getting naked, only me, and that’s alright. The sensation is heady, knowing that these two men, especially Kavanaugh, want me so desperately that all they care about is getting inside of me however they can.
“Kavanaugh,” I groan, losing his fingers. The hand that was holding my hips moves up the base of my spine. I’m prepared for what’s about to happen as the head of Tyler’s cock presses against my lips as Kavanaugh thrusts inside me, grabbing ahold of my hair. The promise he made earlier is happening. My mind shuts down as the two of them take over, alternating on how they work their lengths into two entirely different holes of my body. That doesn’t mean I’m not getting off on it. Believe me, I am. Tyler’s hips rock back and forth, and Kavanaugh’s drive is stronger than ever.
“Fuck, baby girl, your cunt is like a vice around my cock.” I can feel myself dripping along his length, the folds of my pussy, the insides of my thighs, adding that to what I’m doing with my mouth. It’s as if my body isn’t my own. A moan leaves the back of my throat when I feel the tip of Tyler’s cock go further. Kavanaugh’s hand clenches the ends of my hair, pulling on the strands in a way that has my body tingling.
“I’m not gonna last much longer,” Tyler admits. My eyes shutter closed when I feel him palm my breasts, thumbs and fingers pulling on my nipples, pushing me to the edge as well, literally. If Tyler doesn’t come soon, I will, then all this effort of sucking his cock will have to be rebuilt again. And honestly, after the way we’ve been going, I’ll be lucky if I don’t pass out asleep right after coming.
“Pull out and come on her tits.” His cock is taken away from my mouth. Hands that were on breasts are gone, too. Kavanaugh uses my hair as his personal rope, lifting me until my back is to his front. He sets a different pace, one that’s harder, deeper, and I’m practically his rag doll.
“Oh fuck.” Tyler jacks his cock, the saliva from my mouth gliding the way. It’s hot as hell watching how he gets off with my body. That’s all he’ll have, too, because the man behind me screwing the life out of me has my all—heart, body, mind, and soul.
“Look what you do to him, baby girl, watch as he paints your skin with his cum,” Kavanaugh growls into my ear. My core clenches around his cock when I feel the first rope of cum splatter across my chest.