Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 89093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 445(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 445(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
I pump his thick cock on repeat, dying to learn if the moans rolling up his chest will revitalize me as much as the breaths of life I’ve given to patients over the years. I’m confident they will, but I’ve always been about letting a person show their strengths instead of prying them out of them.
When my frantic strokes have precum leaking from the head of his impressive cock, I’m anticipating for our event to soon come to an end. For the teasing touches and almost climaxes he’s faced the past two days to send him racing over the finish line within a couple of minutes of the sprint beginning, so you can imagine my shock when he pulls my hand out from his pants, then pins it with my other hand above my head.
After shoving my shirt up so it sits under my chin, he pulls down my pants then commences kissing a trail of hairy kisses across my breasts and down my stomach.
His dedication to my body shocks me.
Aren’t men always about themselves in the bedroom?
Isn’t it meant to be about their desires before mine?
That’s how every man I’ve ever slept with acted. They didn’t care if I got off. If their needs were met, they rolled over, went to sleep, then instigated a second helping the next day.
That’s why it was rare for me to still be there the following day. I don’t care how starved you are for affection, no one wants to feel used. Furthermore, if I was about to work a hundred-hour shift, I didn’t want to waste my precious time on things not worthy of my attention.
Wetness slicks between my legs when JR’s recently cropped beard tickles the sensitive skin I had waxed earlier this week in preparation for my trip. His beard is even softer now that it’s been trimmed, however, no amount of pampering could take away from the friction it surges through me when he grinds his chin against my sex to coat his beard with the scent of my arousal.
When JR’s hands slide down my thighs, my legs naturally part, but he adds an additional shove to get across his point that he wants me opened and exposed. His slip off the bed exposes this, not to mention his heated rake of my body as he drinks in every scandalous inch.
I’m filthy dirty, but my murkiness has nothing to do with how I look and everything to do with how wickedly immoral JR’s stare makes me feel. I was engaged only days ago. I’m a well-educated and respected member of society, but when he stares at me like he is now, I’d give it all away in an instant.
Thoughts like that should be illegal. You shouldn’t be able to have such a strong connection with a stranger. But I’m done lying to myself. I’ve done it for years, and where did it get me? Engaged to a man I hardly knew and living a life that was full of loneliness even while surrounded by people.
That’s madness, but it has nothing on the craziness that rips through me when JR’s recklessness gets the better of him. He spears his tongue through my pussy’s folds before he grazes his teeth over my clit’s hood.
I call out, my body on fire after only one lick, and everything I thought I knew about myself comes undone. I am no longer Jae Ward, Chief Medical Officer of Ravenshoe Private Hospital. I am Jae Ward, hiker, naturalist, and recent inductee into the I’ll-do-anything-for-a-ruggedly-beast-of-a-man-to-eat-my-pussy-like-he’s-never-been-feed hall of fame.
And there’d be no option left off the table if that beast were JR.
“Oh god.” As my hips buck against his mouth, JR slides his thumb up and down my slit. I’m lost as to what he’s doing until he pushes the fat nub inside my body. My vagina clamps around it in an instant, the intrusion both welcoming and painful.
“It’s been a while,” I blurt out when JR’s eyes lift to mine, stunned by the tightness gripping his thumb. “And Cedric didn’t have much to work with.” He licks me harder and faster when Cedric’s name leaves my mouth like he’s his competitor instead of the man he mopped the floor with days ago. “I’m also a fan of pelvic floor exercises.”
If JR’s mouth isn’t up to the task of getting me off, you can be assured his smile is. It peeks through the beard I wish he didn’t hack a second before he returns to devouring me like I’m his favorite dessert.
My entire body shudders as an orgasm prepares to overwhelm me. Moan after moan breaks free from my throat as he drives me to the brink. I’m sweaty even with the AC switched off but also shaking like I’m cold.
“Oh…”
I fall hard and fast. It is a brutal climax that takes everything from me. My control snaps as a whirlwind of emotions has me gasping for air. I feel like I’m trapped, like a panic attack is just around the corner, except I’m not scared. I feel free like I can finally live my life without fear.