Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 119597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 598(@200wpm)___ 478(@250wpm)___ 399(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 598(@200wpm)___ 478(@250wpm)___ 399(@300wpm)
My hips thrust wildly, urgently, hammering with unwavering focus. I fuck her so hard I fear I’ll break her from the force of it. But she gives it back just as ferociously, meeting me thrust for thrust with her heels digging into my ass.
My hands find her face, fingers weaving into her hair, pulling her lips to mine. The moment our mouths collide, fire ignites, consuming us in a blaze of desire that swallows all thought, all reason.
Her tongue laps against mine as I angle her head and lick her gasping mouth, breathlessly pouring every unspoken emotion into our wild, messy kisses.
“I’m gonna come.” Her head falls back on a moan. “Oh, fuck, Kody.”
I shove a thumb past her lips, pressing down on her tongue, handling her roughly, dominating her the way we both love. Then I replace my hand with my mouth and hold her tighter. Kiss her deeper. Fuck her harder. Feel her clenching, swelling, tensing.
“Right now. Come on my fat cock.” Circling my hips, I hit a spot.
The right spot.
Eyes leveled on mine, she convulses around me, trembling desperately as an orgasm shatters through her. Wetness splashes with my thrusts, squelching, leaking over my balls.
I slam a hand into the bedding beside her, tunneling in and out, pounding deep and slow, fucking her into the floor.
“Frankie.” My groans vent from somewhere deep, ripping past my throat as my mind splinters, my veins burst, and my body releases twenty-five years of repressed voracity.
I erupt with the potency of a volcano, spurting, flooding, filling her with what feels like gallons of come.
My breath whistles past clenched teeth, molten lava sloshing through my circulation. I twitch inside her, my hips still jerking, my cock refusing to calm down.
I want to feel her come again. Want to see her fall apart in every position.
With a growl, I duck my head, bite her lips, and lick the salted sweat from her neck.
The taste of her jumpstarts another hunger. My grip tightens in her hair, demanding her to feel what I feel, to be as lost in this as I am.
Her moan against my lips is all the answer I need, pushing me to deepen the kiss, exploring, claiming, giving, and taking in equal measure.
She’s all around me, in the very air, seeping into my pores and reshaping everything inside. Our breaths heave as one, hearts racing in unison. It’s a merging of souls, a declaration made without words, a promise of more, of everything.
I’m overwhelmed by her—by her scent, her taste, the feel of her heat sheathing my spent cock. We’re a single entity of raw need, profound connection, and an unyielding desire to make this moment last forever.
When we finally surface, gasping for oxygen, our brows rest together, our exhales loud and heavy. The look in her dazed eyes is one of wonder, matched by the storm of emotions raging through me.
This union, this perfect mating, it’s not just sex. It’s a fire, an undying flame that burns brightly, lighting up the darkest, coldest corners of our lives.
It’s the beginning of everything.
Reluctantly, I withdraw from her body and reach for a nearby canteen of water.
“Drink.” I hold it to her swollen lips.
“How was that your first time?” She gulps down the hydrating fluid and passes it back. “Jesus, I’m in trouble. Your sexual energy is in a league of its own.”
“That right?”
“Yeah, Kody. That was incredible. Mind-blowing. I’m ready to go again.”
“You need to eat.” I finish off the canteen, thinking about all the protein I can give her the next time I fuck her throat.
“I need…” She rises to her knees and climbs over me, purring like a kitten. “You.”
“The fire is low.” I capture her wrist, stopping her from tormenting my eager cock. “You’ll get cold.”
“I’m burning up.” She straddles my raging hard-on, trapping it against my stomach as she leans in. “How can I distract you away from this need to coddle me?”
“You cannot.”
Challenge flares in her eyes, and her lips curve in a wicked grin.
Oh, fuck. That look. I’m certain it razed every man in her past.
Straightening, she folds her arms above her head and rocks her hips in a sensual slide. Rubbing her soaked slit along the length of my cock. Stroking me with the sweet flesh of her cunt. Shuddering over me. And grinning.
That diabolical goddamn smile. She’s fucking arresting.
“Stop, woman.” My hands fly to her hips, my jaw opening with a soundless gasp. “Have mercy.”
“You’re not done with me.”
“I’ll never be done with you.”
Damn me to hell.
I grip her thighs and wrench them apart, watching her leak all over me. My heartbeat sprints. My breath comes faster. I try to temper my body’s responses to her, to keep things under control, but my God, she’s devastating.
With my hands holding her open, I glide my thumbs along the velvety edges of her pussy. The soft, pink, juicy parts, drenched with our combined come. As I knead the hooded bud, she jerks and undulates, riding the underside of my straining erection.