Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
“Your mouth… God, Mace.” She takes shit farther, giving me the okay of what she wants, and who the fuck am I to deny her? Ass sucking my thumb into her entrance, I use my teeth to scrap across her clit. It would have been fucking smarter to have Tyra on her back, sucking on her clit, two fingers in her cunt, and my thumb in her ass. That would really light this woman, my woman, up.
“Come for me.” I back away for a second. The way her ass is sucking my thumb inside, clenching around it, the quivering of her body, I know she’s close, and the second she starts coming, I already have a game plan set in motion.
“Mace!” she screams my name. That’s orgasm two, and I’m going to have a fuck of a time to keep from coming myself the second I’m deep inside my siren. I pull my thumb out of her ass, making a promise to fuck it with my cock once things are settled and I’ve gained her trust for it.
I’m on my feet the second I feel her orgasm slowing down, pinching the tip of my dick, attempting to calm the dumb piece of flesh down so I don’t come the second I’m in the woman I crave. I hold my breath, attempting to gain some damn patience when that’s the last thing I want to do.
“On your back, siren. Want your eyes as I fuck you.” Her hips drop to the bed, body fresh out of energy. A smile tips my lips because I’m the one who did that to her.
“I can’t. You fucked me into oblivion, and there’s no way I’m coming again. Sorry about your luck, stud,” she says into the blankets beneath her. I guess I’m going to have to take matters into my own hands.
“Is that so?” I say with a hint of amusement in my voice, already moving my hands off my cock and grabbing her hips, my cock sliding through her wet, but I don’t give in to the temptation. The goal is to have her eyes on me, feet planted on my shoulders, and my cock sliding itself home.
“Yes. Oh my God, Mace, what are you doing?” I flip her over. She bounces on the bed, tits doing the same, and now I’m the one having a damn conundrum. I want my mouth on her mouth, her tits, and I’d eat her cunt again over and over if I weren’t so fucking hard.
“What does it look like I’m doing, siren?” I question her. Her ass is at the edge of the bed, my cock notched at her entrance, ready to ram so deep inside her that she comes the second I’m all the way inside.
“I’m not going to be able to come again, Mace. Two times is a lot.” I move one of her feet to my shoulder, opening her wider for me. Tyra gets the memo and does the same to my other shoulder.
“We’ll see about that, shall we?” I question. My lips brush her ankle, kissing it while my hands move to the tops of her thighs, getting us both in position. Tyra doesn’t have the chance to respond. One powerful thrust forward has me all the way inside her. I hold myself still, feeling the flutter around me, worried that if she moves an inch, I’ll be coming, and I have yet to make good on my promise.
“Holy fuck, move. You have to move, Mace.” Her hands go to mine, squeezing my fingers with her own. Still, I stay unmoving. It’s been longer than a Goddamn year since I’ve been in the woman lying beneath me. Tyra’s beauty undoes me—hair a matted mess, mascara darkening under her eyes, and the gloss lipstick she was wearing has been kissed away, giving off a bee-stung lip look.
“If I move, you won’t get that third orgasm I’m after, and it’d be damn selfish of me to get off without you.” She chooses that moment to tighten around me. Fucking Kegels. She read about it once in a magazine, and that’s all she needed, using them on me when she’s tired of waiting, much like she is now.
“If you don’t move, I’m going to come no matter what.” She takes one hand off mine, sliding it until two fingers surround the outside of my cock, using her palm to work her clit.
“Fuck. Fine, you asked for it.” I pull out only to slam inside her again, my body moving frantically. Tyra tries to lift up every time I slide out, but the shake of my head tells her to stop. I need to be the one moving since she took matters into her own hand, literally. I watch as her eyes close, hating that I’m no longer looking into the heart of her soul. “Eyes, siren. I want your eyes on me when I come inside you.”