Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
I’m saturated between my legs.
And all the while we stare into each other’s eyes. His mouth is slightly open now, his breathing coming in short intervals. He growls deeply, this almost primal sound that spears right into the very core of me.
My hand is moving up and down his dick even faster, and I’m starting to feel my breathing become labored. My legs are pressed tightly together, and I start moving them slightly, rubbing myself against the pressure, finding a spark of pleasure in the act. He doesn’t touch me aside from his hand on my wrist, and I want to beg him desperately to put his fingers between my legs, for him to see how wet I am, how soaked my panties are.
I want him to touch my clit, to rub the bundle of nerves back and forth until we both come at the same time. But before I can even ask him for those things, plead, because I’m right there and not ashamed to do that, Braden leans in and slams his mouth down on mine at the same time he grunts deeply.
The feeling of him coming washes over my hand in hot shots of his release, his cum coating my forearm and no doubt the sheets underneath us.
I gasp, my mouth slightly opening, his tongue pushing between the seam as if he were waiting for me to let him in.
He fucks me with his mouth. In and out, sucking on my tongue, making me take all of him. And while he does that, he’s still coming.
It seems like an eternity before his orgasm finally ends. And only then does he pull back, his breathing still harsh, my hand still wrapped around his cock. He’s still so hard in my palm, but as the seconds move by, I feel his dick start to soften. But then again, it doesn’t make him any less massive.
Despite my desire, when the corner of his mouth slowly lifts up in a smirk, I feel my annoyance grow. I let go of his softening erection, his cum coating my hand and fingers. I narrow my eyes and clench my jaw.
He’s playing just as dirty as I had. That’s obvious. “This changes nothing,” I say, trying to hide my arousal.
He leans in so our mouths are once again only an inch from each other. “Macy,” he says deeply. “This changes everything.”
Braden
“What are you doing?” Macy gasps as I pick her up and carry her into the bathroom.
“I’m going to get us in the shower. I’m going to wash my cum off of your delectable body and then I’m going to bury my fingers in your hair and wash it—”
“I can bathe myself, Braden.”
“Maybe, but it’s more fun my way,” I tell her with a wink.
It’s amazing what a hand job by a beautiful woman can do for your outlook on the day. I turn the shower on, adjusting the water. I turn back around to glance at Macy. She’s standing there looking at me like I’ve lost my mind. Maybe I have, but I don’t really give a fuck. This woman lights a fire in me like nothing and no one ever has before. I feel this connection with her and I don’t know what it is, but I do know I want more of it.
I want more of her.
Hell, I think I want all of her. It’s as simple as that. I’ve always been the type of man who made up my mind quickly and acted on the decision. That’s the sole reason I’m so successful in business. I’m not about to change the way I am now, just because it’s my personal life. I want Macy, and maybe even more than that, I need her in my life.
I step into the shower and turn around to stare at her, daring her without words to join me. I wonder if she’ll back away and go into her shell. Macy hides behind walls and I probably understand that more than anyone else would. I don’t want her to hide from me, though. I need to break down those walls so that she belongs to me completely. She watches me for a minute, biting her bottom lip, making it clear that she doesn’t trust me fully yet.
I want inside of her so much my balls are aching and on the verge of turning blue. I’m not going to take her yet though. I refuse, as long as she doesn’t trust me. Still, it won’t stop me from doing everything in my power to make sure she’s as addicted to me as I am to her.
Macy surprises me, though, and takes off her clothes. I want to enjoy the show, but she does it so quickly that I don’t have that luxury. She gets in the shower, her face a deep red which has nothing to do with the heat of the water.