Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23978 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23978 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
“Good.” His lips twist into a devilish smile as he steps right up to the foot of the bed. “Now unzip my pants for me.”
His commanding tone is such a turn-on, and I can feel my nervousness fading away as I rise up and crawl over to him and undo his fly. I can already see his massive bulge, but as his pants fall to the ground, his thick hard-on springs out and slaps me right in the chin.
“Oh!” I squeal with delight. He’s already so hard.
“And that, Alice, is a result of me just thinking about you on my way over here.”
Is he trying to inflate my ego? Because it’s working. Right now I feel like the goddess of all the Earth.
I can smell his scent. I can feel the heat from his body. The combination of both is driving me up the walls. His masculinity is like a spatial force claiming my bedroom, and by extension, me.
Damien removes his blazer and carelessly tosses it aside. “I like your outfit tonight, Alice,” he says, remarking on the dark green dress I picked out for the occasion. “But I’m going to need you to take it off now.”
I’m absolutely dying for him as I twist slightly so I can reach the back zipper on my dress, making sure to accentuate every one of my curves for this man who excites me like no other.
I stand and let it fall, then step out of it, leaving myself naked before him. No lingerie for tonight. I wanted to see his face when this moment occurred, and although I knew Damien would play it cool, a flash of desire crosses his eyes, and they narrow as he runs them up my body. That’s good enough for me.
“Naughty girl,” he whispers, his voice like tickles up my spine.
“I just thought–” But I don’t even have time to finish my thought.
Damien snatches a fistful of my hair and forces me back down onto the bed. And then he’s on top of me, moving with a hunger I’ve not seen from him before. He caresses my thigh with his free hand, moving up until he cups my breast and squeezes, causing me to draw in a passionate breath.
“This body belongs to me now,” he growls. “No one touches it but me.”
Then he’s kissing me–his lips caressing my neck with such eager desire. I feel his swollen manhood pressed between my legs as he grinds against me, stimulating my clit, and I instantly throw my arms around him and pull him as close to me as I can.
“Yes, Daddy,” I whimper.
Damien kisses up my chin, and our lips meet, and that spark that I felt when I first saw him ignites again in my chest but with infinitely more power.
I can barely keep it together as our tongues dance across each other, and I moan into his mouth as my desire rises higher and higher. My pussy is literally aching to be filled, and the more he teases me by pressing his massive erection against my eager hole, the crazier I continue to get.
“You love it, don’t you?” he whispers.
“Yes.”
“You’re my little whore, aren’t you?” He reaches down between my legs and rolls my clit between two of his fingers. My back arches off the bed, and my stomach tightens.
“Yes!” I cry out.
“You want me to take you now?” Damien asks, already knowing the answer. “You want me to claim your cherry? You want me to make you mine?”
I’m so hot for him I want to snatch his body with my legs and force him inside me. He’s pressing every single one of my pressure points because he knows exactly how to. He knows me.
“Yes, Damien! Yes!”
I feel his smile broaden against my lips and suck a quick, short breath as he forces my legs wide apart with his knees.
“Good girl. Then take this dick.”
Damien presses into me, and at that moment, it’s like the entire world explodes. A supernova occurs in my bedroom. Every firework on planet Earth goes off at the same time, and I know, that from this moment on, my life will never be the same.
“Oh my God!” I cry out, hanging on for dear life as Damien begins thrusting into me.
“Good girl,” he whispers, his voice so sexy and soothing in my ear. I feel a sting of pain inside me–a pressure and release–and I tense up momentarily, but Damien stops and looks straight into my eyes.
“That was your cherry, Alice. You’re a real woman now. You’re my woman.”
This man’s praise means everything to me. And the sensation of him inside of me has me overwhelmed with an almost hypnotic pleasure. Remembering when I danced for him, I grind my hips back against him as he fucks me. This clearly turns him on even more, causing him to thrust faster and faster.