Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26739 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26739 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“Oh,” I moaned, tossing my head as my big breasts bobbled from his thrusts. “This feels so fucking good.”
Adam grimaced even as his pupils dilated.
“You feel good, sweetheart. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!”
I felt his length thicken even more inside of me, his thrusts becoming sloppy as climax approached. A muffled hiss was my only warning before he reached down to pinch my clit just as he pushed against that bundle of nerves inside me.
I saw white as my peak hit, the pleasure drowning me without mercy as I tried to stay above the waves and watch as Adam came to his. His face grew hard in ecstasy as he slammed home one final time before I felt him explode inside of me.
The feel of shot after shot of his seed filling me wrangled a moan from my lungs, my channel clenching powerfully around him to milk him of all that he had to give. Gallons sprayed into my sweetness and I moaned in ecstasy, knowing that I was filled with sticky, salty male virility.
“Mmm, give it to me all, Adam,” I cried. “I want it. Give me your babies!”
His eyes grew even darker and he let out one more roar before exploding a final time, showering my fertile plains with hot, bubbly white. When both of us had stopped shaking, he gently pulled out before rolling to lie beside me.
His blue eyes had settled back into an azure color now that our passion had cooled, and his smile screamed one hundred percent sated male and I loved it. Knowing that I put that smile there made pride burn in my chest.
While I would have liked the opportunity to explore him more, I could do that later. He had made sure that my first time, our first time, was amazing and I was grateful for how caring he was.
His fingers traced my hip as his breathing evened out.
“Are you alright, sweetheart?”
The fact he thought to ask made warmth curl through my veins. I had dreaded this part, the ‘after’ period, but if his lazy stroking was anything to go by, then I had nothing to fear.
Taking a chance, I scooted further into his arms. His chest was still slick with our sweat, but I didn’t care. As a muscular arm came to wrap around my back and pull me closer, I knew that I had made the right choice in agreeing to this.
“I’m more than alright,” I hummed. “That was amazing and I can’t wait to see what else you have in store for me.”
A languid smile curled his lips.
“And there will be plenty of time for that later. For now, how does a bath sound? It will help with any soreness you may feel later.”
I hadn’t planned on moving from my spot for a while but the mention of a bath changed my mind instantly. I was sticky with both of our juices and while I knew that it was normal for sex to be messy, I didn’t want to sit in it any longer than necessary.
“That sounds divine,” I said shyly. “Thank you.”
What I hadn’t expected was for Adam to pick me up and carry me to the bathroom. My squeak of surprise turned into laughter as he put me down on the plush bath rug. That laughter died when I looked around at the bathroom that could only be labeled as utter luxury.
Pure white marble was everywhere, from the giant vanity with a double sink to the claw footed tub not far from us. The shower could easily hold ten people and it had multiple spouts for you to decide which direction you wanted the water to come from.
Adam fiddled with the knobs on the tub to reach the correct temperature before turning back to me. God, this man was gorgeous with his broad, bronzed back and well-defined muscles. When he turned back, I quickly snapped my eyes up from where they had rested on his backside, blushing hotly. It wasn’t my fault that he looked actually edible.
He grinned again, knowing exactly what I thought. I buried my face against his chest when he moved closer, his lips brushing against my head as he wrapped me into his arms. That huge shaft pressed against my belly and I went hot once more, faced with the evidence of his masculinity.
“Don’t be embarrassed about your thoughts, sweetheart, because I’m certainly not. Knowing that you enjoy me visually is a plus.”
Shaking off my embarrassment, I picked my head up from his broad chest. If I was going to compliment him then I was going to do it right at least once.
“You look gorgeous. Like a male model, and you know it.”
His eyes deepened once more.
“I’m glad you think so, baby. You look like a model too.”
I pulled back to stare at him with wonder. At the moment, my plush body was pressed against his. Couldn’t he feel my poochy stomach and too-big breasts?