Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 13683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 55(@250wpm)___ 46(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 55(@250wpm)___ 46(@300wpm)
“Hmm?” I ask, looking up from his gorgeous cock to his face. He’s smirking at me like he already knows what I was thinking about, but he wants me to tell him.
“Tell me, baby girl. Tell me, what’s going on in that head of yours?”
“All kinds of things I’m sure you don’t want to know.”
“Try me,” he says as he moves his hands up so that are now over my thick belly. Normally, I think I’d be embarrassed, but there’s something about holding this man’s hard cock in my hand that makes all that self-consciousness go away. Me, chubby Belle Fisher, made this man hard. He wants me, and he’s totally going to get me.
“I want you inside me,” I whisper. He groans and walks me toward his bed. When the back of my legs hit the bed, I drop down on it. I drop my hands from his cock. The steely warmth of him is immediately missed.
“You want me to be the first, the last, the only man inside your pussy?”
“Yes,” I say in awe of him. His voice is strained. It’s like he’s holding on to his last bit of sanity.
“Fuck, baby girl. You have no idea what you do to me.”
“I have some idea,” I say, putting my hand back on his cock. It’s in my face now, and I can see drops of cum across the thick head. Licking my lips, I lean forward just a little and swipe my tongue across him, getting every drop that’s there, but more just comes bubbling up. He groans and puts his hands in my hair as I take more of his length into my mouth. There’s no way in hell it’s all fitting, but I’m going to give it my all.
“Belle,” he rasps but doesn’t say anything else. I take that as an encouragement to keep going. I’ve never done this before, and I’m sure he’s just humoring me, but I want to please him. I want him to want me so freaking badly that he’ll never leave me.
Eventually, he pulls me off of him and drops to his knees in front of me. He roughly grips my thighs and pushes them apart. He groans.
“ Is something wrong?” I ask, panicking. No one has ever seen me like this.
“What? No, God. No. You’re so fucking wet for me. This is all for me, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” I whimper as he presses his nose into me and inhales deeply.
“Perfection.” I squeal in delight when his tongue hits my clit. He licks me up and down before adding one of his thick fingers into me. “So tight.” His growl goes all through me. “Need you to come before I take you.”
“What happened to making me beg,” I moan. Not that I mind this change, but I was definitely about to beg the shit out of him.
“Fuck that, baby girl. You don’t have to beg me for a goddamn thing. You want me, you’ve got me.”
“I want you,” I affirm.
“Then come for me so we can both get what we need,” he demands, shoving another finger into me. He curls them against that elusive spot inside me, and I scream his name as I come hard. He’s so good with his hands. This should be illegal.
He stands up and leans over the bed, jerking his cock as he does. I scramble up the bed so that he has room. As I move, he climbs onto the bed on his knees, cock still in hand. I stop and spread my thighs for him. He’s jerking his cock, so I rub my clit with two fingers. We stare at each other, mesmerized, until I can’t take it anymore.
“Please, Kent. Take me,” I whisper. He growls again and moves as close to me as possible.
“Once this pussy is wrapped around my cock, there will be no others for either of us. I’m taking you bare, and I’m breeding you. This is your last chance to tell me no.”
“Do it. Take it. My cherry is yours.”
“You saved it for me?”
“Uh-huh,” I say, my breath hitching as he runs his cock through my folds. He leans down and kisses me hard. I can taste myself on his lips and tongue. My juices are in his beard, and I fucking love it. It’s driving me crazy.
Still kissing me, he drives into me without stopping. He takes my cherry and then pauses, but just for a second. It hurts a little bit, but I don’t care. I want this. I want him. I want to be his. I don’t know if he was serious about marching me down the aisle, but the thought of being his wife sets me off. Tiny little orgasms spread out from my core to every nerve in my body. I feel like I’m on fire but in the best way possible. My pussy starts clenching around him like crazy, letting him know I want more. Need more. He pulls out of me and then slams back in. Over and over, he pounds me into the mattress. His lips move from my mouth to my nipples. He licks, sucks, and bites both of them until I am squirming under him. I’m a mess of emotions and good endorphins right now.