Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 80197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
I step forward, touching Celine’s bottom lip to urge her mouth open. She’s such a good girl that she opens her mouth perfectly wide. When I trail the head over my cock over her lip, she doesn’t even flinch. I guess she’s so used to this by now, with the three of us to please, that it’s become second nature. Her hands flutter, but she doesn’t touch me. I guess she’s as invested in the game as we are.
As I run my cock over her tongue, she closes her mouth around it and sucks.
“Mmmmm…” she moans.
The urge to grip her hair is intense, but I keep my hands balled into fists at my sides so that she doesn’t guess it’s me from how I touch her.
I expect her to stop and declare the flavor, but she doesn’t. Her cheeks hollow, and her head bobs, and I realize she’s working to get me off. Watching my dick disappear into her mouth is enough to make blood rush to my face. I close my eyes, trying to restrain my hips, which want to jerk forward so badly my glutes burn.
Expletives die on my tongue as I grit my teeth.
This is supposed to be a game, but Celine is determined to play to win.
We haven’t fucked for three days because she’s been busy helping her sister, who’s having another baby, so I was jacked as fuck before she started. I’m going to come in record time. Heat pools between my legs, tightening my balls, and I have to brace my hands against my thighs as sensation rushes through my dick.
Celine swallows everything I have to give as I almost collapse over her. Staggering back, my cock pulls from her lips with a pop. She licks the chocolate that’s gathered at the corners of her mouth and smiles. “That’s a chocolaty Elias.”
When I laugh, it’s like a bubble of happiness gathers and bursts from deep inside me, reverberating even after it’s over.
Travis shakes his head but in a pleased way. His game idea is working out better than he thought. He’s the next to step forward, coating his dick in luminous pink strawberry sauce. He does the same, touching Celine’s bottom lip until her mouth is open wide for him to push deep.
“Mmmmm…” she moans again, sucking all the sweet sauce away until Travis is fighting to stay upright and then groaning his release. When he pulls out, she licks the strawberry residue away from her puffy, pink lips. “That’s a strawberry Travis.”
Dornan has to bite his knuckles to stop himself from laughing. Travis collapses onto the tan leather chair, his chest rising and falling, staring at Celine as she swallows down Dornan’s big caramel dick with ease.
Dornan usually has excellent stamina like the rest of us, but he’s spent so much time watching Celine suck other men’s cocks that he’s close before she’s even got to his. The tension in his body is so close to snapping that his thighs begin to tremble. He grips Celine’s hair like he plans to yank her off his dick but loses his conviction and just lets her bring him to an orgasm so powerful, I jump forward, anticipating he’s going to slump and crush our girl.
He doesn’t.
Somehow, he holds up his weight and groans through his release, giving himself away.
Celine’s laughing by now. “Dornan. I’d know your dick anywhere, but you totally gave yourself away.”
“Shit,” he mumbles, holding his semi-hard sticky sloppy cock in his hand and glancing around like he doesn’t know what to do with it. When Celine tugs up her mask and pulls it from her face, grinning, he reaches out for the cloth to wipe his dick.
“What do I get for being right?”
Travis leans closer to whisper in her ear. “You get to play another game.”
She claps like an excited toddler and scrambles to her feet. “I love this anniversary surprise. What’s the next game.”
“It’s called Oral Spin the Bottle ….”