Total pages in book: 225
Estimated words: 218500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1093(@200wpm)___ 874(@250wpm)___ 728(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 218500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1093(@200wpm)___ 874(@250wpm)___ 728(@300wpm)
She’s squeezing her tight cunt around my cock. She’s milking it so hard, it’s like her life depends on it. It’s never felt this good to fuck anybody before. The sounds she’s making are sexy as fuck and she’s kissing me like she can’t get enough of me. She’s like a tiny, pretty, wild animal that’s finally been unbridled.
She meets my gaze with her teeth sunk into her bottom lip and staring into these light blue eyes makes me feel new things. I’ve already become addicted to looking into them to see how she’ll react to things I say and do.
I never expected it to feel this monumental to be inside her. To feel like this because she looks at me this way. To be inside her with nothing between us. I haven’t fucked ungloved since I was sixteen years old and that whole shit show happened with my father’s twenty-four-year-old secretary, who tried to worm her way into the family with a fake pregnancy scare.
I have a strong suspicion I’ll never fuck gloved again, because this is the only woman I can see myself fucking going forward.
I wondered if my fascination with her would wane after I got a taste. I wasn’t prepared for how this would feel. For what it would wake up in me. Things are shifting on my chess board even as I fuck her hard, swallowing the sweet cries my cock pulls from her. My focus has sharpened and if it weren’t for the fact that I don’t want to spook her yet, I might otherwise not ever let her out of my sight.
I feel urges coming on. Urgent urges.
I turn her to her belly and fuck her harder. Faster. I don’t hold back. My fingertips are going to leave marks. So are my teeth. And she fucking loves it. She’s gonna love me. Yearn for only me. And get what she yearns for.
On that thought, I grab her hair tight and erupt, coming inside her with a roar that sounds mostly animal.
When I catch my breath, I examine her face. She looks absolutely sated, happy, gorgeous. I want to pound my chest and give her everything. Put her on my shoulders and shout to the world that she’s mine. I want things right now I’ve never wanted.
These emotions surging in me? They’re huge. I need a minute with them, to tamp them down, so I tell her I’ll be right back and then slip out.
After a solid two minutes of pacing the length of the floor to ceiling windows in the living room, I come back with two bottles of cold water. No sooner has she put her bottle down before I’m hard again, so I toss my empty water bottle somewhere and lift her up out of the bed and put her against the bedroom wall, fucking her there, my hand around her throat possessively while my cock pumps in and out of her slippery pussy that’s dribbling my cum. And she cries. Weeps. It’s not from fear or protest. It’s emotional. She cries big fat tears of release as she comes on my cock while our gazes are still locked. And then she limply snuggles into me as I carry her back to the bed, not nearly done yet. I continue fucking her in missionary position while rubbing her clit until she comes yet again.
She’s so wet that I use her juices and the leftover cum from the last time I fucked her to lube up her ass and then moving her to her belly, I gently press my cock against the entrance and get what I want - resistance.
She winces.
“Want me to stop?” I ask, hoping she’s the miracle I think she is.
“No,” she whispers. “Just… go slow. Careful.”
Damn right she is. She is.
I press my fingers to her clit and rub tiny circles while guiding my cock in just past the head.
Fuck, that’s tight. And hot.
“It’s okay, Chloe. I’ll go slow. You okay, baby?”
She’s clenching my sheets, but she nods.
“Relax, baby,” I whisper. “I’ll take good care of you. I’ll make you feel so fucking good. Yeah?”
I advance a little more, feeling that tight ring milking my cock as I advance.
She squeaks and clenches, so I slow down.
“Relax, beautiful. Relax.” My palm skates up and down her back. Her body relaxes marginally. She’s ready for more. I move in further.
She lets out a slow exhale.
“There. You’re okay, baby. Doing so good. Fuck, do you ever feel incredible. You know that?”
She whimpers.
I’m fully seated. “There. Take it. You’re taking every inch of me, Chloe. Feel good yet?”
She whimpers again, then rotates her hips just a little. She’s ready for me to move.
“Ready for me to fuck this tight, hot hole harder, Chloe?”
“Mm hm,” she groans, biting the pillow.
I slide my middle finger into her pussy and crook it. She jolts.