Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
She passed three doors before stopping at an open one and turning back to me to wave me inside. I walked past her and waited until the door clicked shut behind her before taking my gun from its holster and placing it beside me on the small sofa table. I then began unzipping my pants. No use in having her dance for me. I’d have to look at her face then.
“Why don’t we start with you on your knees?” I told her as I shoved my jeans down and freed my semi-hard dick.
Her gaze flickered to my gun, then back to me. There was a spark of excitement in her eyes. Maybe she got off on guns. I’d had more than one woman want me to fuck them with it. The only reason I’d even fucked Jazz the first time was that she had wanted me to rub the barrel of my gun around her nipples until she got off. She did so pretty quickly and squirted while she did it. That had been some wacked shit, but I’d come hard in her cunt after it.
“Only if you promise to gag me,” she replied seductively.
I smirked. That was a given.
She lowered herself to her knees, and I was regretting not choosing a redhead. But the brunette would do. She seemed hungry for it.
“Open your mouth and take it all,” I instructed, not wanting the whole eyeing me while she licked it like a lollipop routine. It wasn’t needed.
Her red-painted lips opened, and I thrust inside until I hit the back of her throat, grabbing a handful of her hair while doing so. The sound of her choking on it caused me to swell to full length.
“Ah, yeah, baby,” I encouraged. “That’s a tight mouth.”
She sucked down harder from my words, greedy to please me. I liked that. Tonight, I fucking needed it.
“You keep that up, and you’re gonna get that pussy filled.”
She let out a moan and squirmed. I could see her move her hand between her legs and began playing with her pussy in the mirror.
Damn, I wished her hair was red.
Five Years Ago
“Fuuuck, Songbird,” I groaned as she spread her legs for me on the blanket I’d laid over the damp grass.
The moonlight made her even more angelic in appearance.
“Keep playing with it,” I begged her as I stroked my cock.
“I want you to put it all the way in this time,” she said softly.
I lifted my gaze to her face, and, goddamn, she was gorgeous. All sweet, innocent, and sexy as hell.
“You sure?” I asked. “You see how big my cock is? That pussy is fucking tight.”
It had squeezed my head so hard the last time I slid in the tip that I’d almost shot my load right then.
“I know,” she whispered. “But I’m ready.”
She was going to kill me. I’d been trying to be good. Get my fill by eating her pussy, letting her rub her bare cunt on my dick until she got off. And she’d recently started sucking me. There was nothing more beautiful than this girl with my cock in her mouth. I had been ready to worship at her altar the first time she did it.
“It hurts. You know that?”
She nodded.
“I hate hurting you.”
“Please, Kash. I want you inside me. Fully. I want to know how it feels to be connected like that. With you.”
Sweet Jesus. I couldn’t tell her no. I didn’t want to hurt her, but I wanted to sink inside her and not leave. Brand her as mine. Inside and out.
She was already naked. That was my first goal every time I brought her out here.
“Lie back,” I instructed.
Her eyes lit up, and she smiled. She slowly moved back to her elbows, then eased onto her back. With her knees still bent and legs open to me. She was making fast, small pants as she watched me take off my shirt and toss it, then remove my jeans and underwear completely.
“You’re beautiful,” she said reverently.
“Songbird, if you don’t want me to come the minute I put my head in your cunt, then don’t look at me like that.”
Her brows drew together slightly. “Like what?”
I grinned as I lowered my head between her legs. “As if I’m a god and you’re my willing sacrifice,” I replied before pressing a kiss to her swollen clit.
Her hands went to the back of my head, and her hips bucked at the first stroke of my tongue. “AH!” she cried out.
I continued licking her folds as she made sexy noises and pulled my hair.
“I—oh—this isn’t what I asked for.” She struggled with her words.
“Mmm,” I hummed against her. “I’m getting you ready.”
“Oh!” she squeaked and rocked her hips as I lapped up the sweetness between her legs.
She was close when I stopped and moved my body up over hers. Those eyes of hers were wide with desire and trepidation. She was nervous, but she didn’t want me to know it.