Chapters (42)
- A LOVE CALLED SIMON
- Table of Contents
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
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He had me so turned on and wanting him that I could barely control myself. I felt like he was torturing me for his own pleasure. I walked across the room and faced him. After slowly untying the bow, I let down one strap of the nighty. After unhooking the eye, I deftly let go of one cup and let it fall, exposing my bare breast. I watched him gulp. I could see his erection through his pants from across the room. I released my other breast from the nighty, which was barely hanging on, and let it fall to the ground. My heart was pounding to escape my chest and my body was overheating. I’d never done this before and my knees were steadily shaking. Simon got up from the chair with a gaze that was fixated on my breasts, and slithered over to me, placing his hands firmly on both breasts.
“They are everything I imagined they would be. You’re so perfect, baby. So fucking perfect that I could come in my pants just staring at your beautiful naked body.” His fingers faintly traced the outline of my breasts before he bent down and took my excited nipple between his lips. The rise in heat between my thighs was overpowering as the excitement dripped from me. His tongue licked around one nipple, while his hand kneaded and groped my other breast. He was giving equal attention to both and my body appreciated it. He took my hand and led me over to the bed.
“I want you to lie on your stomach.”
I did just that as he hovered over me, his tongue making tiny circles up and down my backside and his erection pressing firmly between my legs. I wanted him inside me and I wanted him now. I felt like I couldn’t take anymore.
“Simon, please fuck me,” I begged.
“In due time,” he whispered in between small, erotic kisses. “First, you’re going to come for me like you did earlier. We have all night to play and we’re going to take full advantage of it.”
He turned me around so I was now on my back and stood up in front of the bed, unzipping his pants and sliding them off his hips. My lips began to quiver as he took down his underwear and released his large, throbbing cock. The thickness and length of him frightened me. He was twice the size of Brendon. He smiled at me when he caught me staring at his goods.
“Do you like what you see?” he asked slyly.
“Yes,” I gulped.