Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45301 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45301 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
I moan and wriggle against him, everything hot and primed after he touched me, after he brought me so close to the edge without granting me the blessing of a release.
Everything tingles so much more than last time. I feel so much more on-edge like my body is waiting for the next touch that will bring me to a shivering shaking climax.
“That’s it,” he snarls, inching forward.
He’s so fucking big. He’s bigger than I ever could’ve believed before I felt him before I experienced the monstrous size of his helm prying apart my tight lips.
But this time my body is so much hungrier, so much readier, and suddenly – with a sweet sting of sensation – he’s inside of me.
I whimper and gaze at him wide-eyed over my shoulder, stunned at the impossible size of him as he inches deeper and deeper, pushing against the walls of my pussy, stretching me out.
“That’s it,” he growls, squeezing my ass cheeks together.
I stare into his face – fix my attention on the way his lips twist and his eyes sear into me. It’s that just-Braden way he has of staring at me, like the rest of the world doesn’t exist, like he couldn’t look away even if he wanted to…
And he definitely doesn’t want to.
“Sit back on that dick, Bria. Show me how much you can take.”
I grip the sheets in big bunches and push back against him, inching down his massive throbbing dick, feeling like there’s a hot spear of fire inside of me.
All I can feel is a stinging sensation going deeper and deeper inside of me.
But my womb sends an urgent order through me.
Keep going. The pleasure is coming. Keep. Going.
I push back until his massive cock is buried completely inside of me, until I can feel his inflamed helm pushing against a sweet tingling spot I didn’t even know existed.
“Oh, oh my fucking God.”
My voice catches and I let out a moan as the new pleasure courses through me, completely freaking new, like nothing I’ve ever felt. It’s like there’s a giant clit deep inside of me, so much more sensitive than my actual clit, a starry pulsing button of euphoria.
Tears of pleasure sting my eyes as I shift against him, staring at him as awe cascades through me.
“Good?” he snarls, with a subtle smirk touching his lips.
Good?
That doesn’t even come close to describing the feelings he’s prompted inside of me.
My womb sends even more sensation blazing through me, little nuggets of celebration singing inside of me.
“Yes, yes.” I shift against him. “Oh, I can’t believe… this is so new, so perfect.”
“Good girl,” he growls, squeezing tightly onto my ass. “Fuck, this ass is so perfect. Come, Bria, take this dick.”
He slides out of me and pushes back in, prompting another shiver of pleasure to shudder through me. The pleasure spreads until every nerve I possess is aflame, until everything I am is burning, burning, until I can’t even think about anything other than this moment, this feeling.
“That’s it,” he snarls, driving into me deeper, harder.
Our flesh makes a slap sound as his abs crash into my ass cheeks, as he leans over and hammers into me like the savage he is.
I pulse in time with his movements, somehow letting go of all the pent-up anxiety, all the second-guessing. It all drifts away and I’m left with the feeling inside of me – swelling, surging, possessing – and nothing else.
Just him.
Just us.
Forever.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I cry, when he thrusts into me so forcefully I have to grip the sheets even harder to stop from collapsing forward.
His breathing gets even huskier and more animalistic when he picks up speed, pounding into me like he’s trying to shatter that searing pleasure-filled spot deep inside of me. But the more his cock crashes against it, the hotter the sensation becomes, taking everything he has to give and sending it cascading through my whole body.
Time stops meaning anything, not a freaking thing, as he wraps his hands around the place between my thighs and my belly. He hooks his hands there and pulls me toward him with each thrust, savagely dragging me closer as he arches his back and drives relentlessly into me.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
I gasp as I struggle to bounce fast enough to keep time with him, grinding back against his length with steamy wetness. It’s like there’s a storm clashing and thundering inside of me.
All the pressure from the massage and his helm against that sweet spot builds, rising inside of me like music I can’t ignore, a deafening chorus of ecstasy blaring through me.
“I can feel how fucking close you are,” he snarls. “I can feel how badly you want to cream on my cock. Do it, Bria. Cream on that dick. Do it now, now, now.”
With each now, he thunders into me harder, more savagely, pulling me toward him with even more force.