Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 85484 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 427(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85484 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 427(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
“You’re driving me crazy,” I groan. “Please—fuck!”
A finger slides inside me as he captures my breath in his mouth. I bring my arms down, draping them over his shoulders, kissing him so feverishly that our teeth clash against each other.
He presses against my clit, earning another moan into his mouth.
“You think I drive you crazy?” he asks between kisses. “Woman, you have no idea what you do to me.”
I’m so wet that I can feel it running down my legs. My ass slips against the counter as I work my hips into his hand—craving more friction.
Jess nips my bottom lip between his teeth and pulls until I yelp.
He adds another finger inside me. “Yeah, I think you’re ready for me.”
“Wow. You’re a genius,” I hiss as he strums my pussy. “What’s the holdup?”
He chuckles. “I’m trying to decide whether I’m going to make you suck my cock before I let you come all over it.”
“As long as you don’t stop touching me,” I say, gasping as he pumps his fingers against my soaked flesh. “I’ll suck you dry.”
He hums. The flash of desire in his eyes is telling.
“Do you want to get off in my mouth, Jess? Do you want me to take you all the way to the back of my throat and swallow your cum?”
He pulls his fingers away, then walks to the end of the bar.
“Hey,” I say, as panic mixes with irritation in my tone. “Where are you going?”
“Settle down.”
My jaw drops. “Never tell a woman to settle down.”
He grabs my ankles and slides me down the counter. My ass squeaks against the stone, then balances on the edge as he places my legs over his shoulders. My opening is level with his mouth. The view of him framed between my thighs is nearly enough to make me orgasm.
It’s a sight I’ll never forget.
“Since you seem to like delayed gratification so much …”
“I don’t,” I say, shaking my head back and forth. “Hate it. Despise it. I like instant gratification.”
His face buries between my legs before I can compute what’s happening. I suck in a breath as he sucks on my clit.
“I can come on your face,” I say, barely able to get the words out. “That works—oh!”
He shoves two fingers inside me, twisting them before pulling them out. He continues this repeatedly until the rhythm couples with the assault on my clit and has me teetering on the precipice of bliss.
“Just like that,” I say, grinding against his face. “Fuck, Jess!” His name comes out higher, almost a squeal, as the onslaught peaks—almost painfully so.
And then he stops.
What? I pant, heat boiling through my body.
He stands, my juices coating his face, and grins. My ankles are up in the air, held together with one hand so I don’t fall off the table.
“What the fuck was that?” I ask, struggling against the confines of my panties.
“Was that helpful?”
I can’t sit up without my hands. Still, I scramble for a position that doesn’t feel as impotent.
“As much as I like watching you squirm … here.” He helps me to my feet, my body sliding roughly against his chest as I go. He towers over me. “Better?”
“You know what? Not really.”
He laughs.
“This isn’t funny.”
“Ah, do you get angry when you’re horny?”
I make a face at him and try to free my hands. He rolls his eyes and grabs the knot, giving it a quick yank. The fabric breaks.
“No,” I say, glaring at him and rubbing my wrists. “I get angry when I don’t get off.”
“You are so impatient.” He swats my ass as he passes me. “I didn’t have you pegged as being so demanding.”
“Really?” I ask, lifting a brow. “How can you say that with a straight face?”
He rummages around a drawer next to a deep gray outdoor sofa, seemingly unaffected by my misery. “Get over here.”
“Why should I?”
He turns around and, while holding my gaze, drops his shorts and boxer briefs.
Shit.
He grips his cock and pumps it. “I’m not going to ask you again.”
“Good thing I don’t want to wait anymore. I won’t make you ask me again.”
He hands me a condom. “Here. Put this on me.”
“Of course,” I say facetiously. “I’d love to. I’d love to stand here dripping all over the fucking floor while I touch you.”
“I’d watch your mouth.”
I grin. “I would have let you watch it wrap around your cock.”
He groans as I wrap my hand around the base. But before I roll the protection over his length, I lock my gaze with Jess’s. Slowly, I lower my head to the tip. A bead of pre-cum sits on the head, so I swipe my tongue over the top, then suck the head of his cock into my mouth.
He flexes against me, hissing, as I roll my tongue around him.
His hand presses roughly against the top of my head. “Get on your knees.”