Taking It All Read Free

voice vibrating through my body. “Let me see you cum. I want to watch.” He laps at my pussy. “Damn, you taste good. I want to taste your cum. Let go. Let me eat you up.”
    Wave upon wave of pleasure ripples through me. With each throbbing pulse, I feel my body trembling more, tightening more. The tension is unbearable. I toss my head from side-to-side.
    “Cum now,” he demands.
    Whoosh. An inferno blazes from my center out. Up to my scalp. Down to the soles of my feet. My empty pussy spasms. Sensations I can't even describe blast through me. It's the most powerful orgasm of my life. And I want it to last forever. I keep stroking. He's eating every last drop of my honey, lapping it up, and growling like a hungry bear.
    Thump, thump, thump. My racing heart pounds, sending scalding hot blood throbbing through my veins.
    Ohmygod, I'm going to...
    A second orgasm tears through me. Another blast of heat rockets up and down my body. My inner walls spasm. Delightful tingling electrifies every nerve, from my head to the tips of my toes. I'm soaring on a current of bliss. I've never felt anything so mind-blowing.
    This time I stop stroking my clit. It's too sensitive now. I ride the waves of pleasure, savoring every second, until they're tiny ripples. The spasms ease to little twitches. The heat cools. The thumping in my chest slows.
    Holy shit, that was insane. And it was just me imagining him.
    Do I want to know what it would really be like?
    Yes.
    No.
    Maybe. Even though I shouldn't.
    It doesn't matter. It won't happen. I'll never see him again. I can be content to fantasize about him.
    My body is heavy.
    Relaxed.
    I think I just might...
    Fall...
    Asleep.
    * * * * *
    Nooooo!
    Stupid alarm!
    My body is tingling all over.
    What a dream! Wow. If only I could have recorded it. I would watch it again and again...and again...
    I don't want to get up. I don't want to go to work.
    Reality sucks.
    I smack my screaming alarm clock, roll out of bed, and drag my (still tingly) body to the bathroom to get ready for work.
    Work.
    Colbe.
    Sigh.
    Despite having an orgasm while I slept, I'm in no mood for work today. Actually, I'm in the mood for work; I'm in no mood to deal with my supervisor, Colbe. But a girl can't change some things. Nothing I can do about it.
    I hurry through my morning routine, dump a pot of coffee into my travel cup and head to work, slurping and singing (shrieking) along to Blink 152 as I maneuver through morning rush hour traffic. It's one of those rare perfect days when it's neither too hot nor too cold. So I enjoy the fresh air blowing through the window. A rare treat in Michigan.
    I make it to work with a whole whopping two minutes to spare, steer into the parking lot and...chug, chug, chug...
    My fucking car dies. With the ass end hanging out in the street.
    The kind, patient (*eyeroll*) driver in the car behind me lays on the horn. Because everyone knows that honking will miraculously get a stalled car going again.
    Humanity sucks.
    I crank the key. The car turns over but doesn't start.
    The jackass in the car behind me honks again.
    So I honk back. And I gift him (he's being a total dick, so he has to be a male) with a gesture that's sure to convey my undying affection for him.
    Up yours, asshole.
    Then I let my head fall forward and smack my forehead on my useless, debilitated car's steering wheel.
    Could anything else go wrong in my life?
    I may be homeless in a couple of weeks.
    I'm in so much debt I'll never dig myself out.
    And I've recently acquired an ex -fiance.
    Frustrated and furious, I shove open my car door and glare at the car behind mine. The stupid black Jaguar, catching a break in traffic, backs up slightly then steers around me. But instead of continuing through the driveway, it stops.
    Great, the asshole is determined to make my day even shittier.
    I open my mouth to tell my impatient coworker to just get the hell out of the way so anyone else who's running late has a chance of getting