Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 138287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 691(@200wpm)___ 553(@250wpm)___ 461(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138287 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 691(@200wpm)___ 553(@250wpm)___ 461(@300wpm)
I did that a while and when I shuffled closer on my knees, he opened his eyes and spoke low. “Kiss my cock.”
Holding him firmly in my grasp, I lowered my head to the shaft and held it to my mouth, gently running the tip along my lips. His light shudder made me feel as powerful as I’d ever been. His sigh was impatient. “I need to feel your mouth, baby.” His eyes met mine. “Suck me.”
Taking the tip into my mouth, I was surprised to find the taste was clean and not at all what I expected. I sucked gently and watched his eyes roll into the back of his head with a low groan. “Yes.”
I continued to suck on his shaft, taking only a small length into my mouth, and when he spoke, he sounded desperate. “More. I need more.”
I took a tiny bit more of him into my mouth.
He sounded amused then uttered, “I’ve seen you yell. I know how big that mouth is.” I scowled at the dig and he grinned. ”Open up for me, Emmy. Please. You’re killing me here.”
Good, I thought. Now you know how I feel every time you want to play.
Slowly, I took more of him, only stopping when I felt I was going to gag. When I started the up-down motion, Connor hissed, “Ah, fuck. Yeah. Take it, baby.”
His words were all the encouragement I needed. I continued what I was doing and when he sat up and put his hands to my cheeks, my eyes widened in surprise. He gently thrust into my mouth, gradually getting faster and faster, and I didn’t know how it felt for him but to me, it felt great. I hummed low in my throat, and Connor looked down at me with complete admiration.
The next time he thrust into my mouth, I took more of him, sucking hard on the way up, and his hips bucked. “Jesus, baby.”
I did this over and over, and when Connor closed his eyes and muttered, “Oh shit,” I knew what was coming.
He was coming.
He looked down at me through his hooded gaze. “Come in your mouth?”
I thought about it.
I suppose it was only fair. After all, I had come in his.
Nodding around his length, I realized he didn’t expect that response because he grinned then panted out, “You’re amazing.”
I sucked and sucked, and even though my jaw was a little sore, I didn’t stop. When his eyes fluttered, his mouth parted and his stomach tightened, he spoke quietly. “Here it comes, baby.”
A moment later, I felt it. Connor growled low in his throat and warm spurts of saltiness hit my tongue. I was so shocked by the taste that I held it in my mouth. It wasn’t bad, not exactly, just not as palatable as I assumed it would be. I mean, I had tasted myself on Connor’s lips, and I did not taste as… strong.
Connor fell back onto the bed, and as he did, he slipped out of my mouth. A moment later, he lifted his head and looked over at me through squinted eyes. “Are you okay?”
I nodded, my mouth full.
“Did you not…?” His entire body shook with laughter. “You didn’t swallow, did you?”
I shook my head, my cheeks puffed.
He laughed openly then settled on me, clearly amused. “It’s okay. You can spit it out, baby.”
I smacked his thigh as I stood and he chuckled, watching me head to the bathroom. The jerk.
So much for a no judgment zone.
I spat the salty white goop into the sink then rinsed my mouth out before using mouthwash. I walked back to my room, and my heart clenched when I noticed him dressing.
Again, not something I was allowed to get upset over, so I walked over to him and surprised him by wrapping my arms around his middle and resting my head on his chest. It took a moment but he returned the embrace, his arms snaking around me. His feather-light touch on my back, he asked, “You good?”
I nodded into him. “Yeah.”
“Was it terrible?” he asked, and I could hear his disquiet.
I peered up at him, smiling, “Not so much that I wouldn’t want to do it again.” Then I admitted softly, “I liked how it made me feel.”
Connor’s body shook with silent laughter. “I liked how it made me feel.” He gently pried my arms off him then raised my hands to his mouth, kissing my knuckles. “It’s 4:00 a.m., baby. We gotta be up in a couple of hours.”
I was sure I looked as miserable as I sounded. “I know.”
He took a step back then another. “See you in a few.” Before he left, he professed, “I had fun tonight.”
My smile was genuine. “So did I.”
And then he was gone.
No matter what I did, I couldn’t keep my eyes open on the bus.