Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 86(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
“But I’ll tell you one thing, gorgeous. I’m nowhere near done with you yet.”
10
BRENT
This girl is all I’ve ever wanted and more.
Day after day, I saw her come into the farm with her purchase orders, and I never said anything. I never went over to her. And there she was, right in front of me: the girl who was made for me and only me.
The way I have her positioned now, twisted on her side like that, just shows off her curves so dramatically it’s like she’s not even real. Her tits, her hips, her ass–they’re just so fucking perfect that I feel like I’m about to explode.
How could a girl like this possibly exist? I knew she had some real serious femininity going on under those business outfits she wore when she came into the office–and boy was I dying to get a good look underneath–but the real deal goes way beyond anything I’d expected.
And her pussy is like a goddamn trap. There’s just no way I’m going to be able to hold out much longer without coming. Her little slit and those perfect wet lips are gripped so tightly around my swollen shaft that it’s like her body is just begging for me to get her pregnant.
My balls are absolutely swollen and filled with cum, despite the fact that she drained me dry last night at the office and I stroked myself to completion this morning just thinking about what happened.
I wonder if she even knows just how badly I want her. Or if she’s just holding on for dear life while I fuck her brains out.
“Goddamn you’re perfect,” I say, mounting her hips and gripping her tits as I drive my cock deeper inside her at this new angle.
Her eyes go wide for a moment as I reach new, unexplored territory, then she shakes her head. “I bet you say that to all your girls.”
“All my girls?” I ask, rutting smoothly and slowly. Giving her my cock at a nice romantic tempo. She just came. I’ll give her a chance to recover before I really rock her world again. “What do you mean by that?”
“Oh, I’m sure you’ve got a whole harem of women,” she replies, tracing the lines of my abs with a fingernail. “I saw the way Claire glanced at me in the back office before she left.”
She’s acting like she’s teasing, but she’s probing for the truth. She wants to know if I’m a womanizer. If it’s my plan to make her one of many.
I trace the perfect curve of her waist and smile down at her. “A harem, eh? All because Claire gave you a look?”
“Oh, come on, Brent. Look at you!”
“Look at me? Look at you.”
I pull her closer, lowering myself so our bodies are as close as possible as I begin to grind my hips like we are dancing. “You’re an absolute goddess. Why would I have a harem when I could have you?”
She blushes but persists. “Why wouldn’t you? Guys love lots of girls, don’t they?”
“Maybe some guys,” I reply. “I, on the other hand, want one girl. The right girl. And I’m pretty sure I’m looking at her right now.”
Her blush flares, encompassing her entire face. She tries to look away, but I snatch her by the hair and force her to look into my eyes.
“And yes, Claire does have a crush on me. But it’s never been reciprocated. She’s an employee, nothing else.”
I caress her delicate skin and breathe deep, basking in her scent. Here–right here. This is heaven.
“You mean it?” she asks timidly.
“I mean it, gorgeous.”
She looks at me for a moment, waiting for a break in my gaze or a sign in my face to falter and show that I’m lying. But that doesn’t happen. What does happen is that after a few seconds, a smile twists over her sweet, plump lips, and she nods happily.
“Okay.”
We kiss, our tongues lapping hungrily and passionately at one another as I continue to rut inside her, feeling her pussy juice spill down my cock and the inside of my thighs onto the sheets below.
“But you know what I think?” I ask her.
“What?”
“I think we’re talking way too much.” I roll her onto her stomach and spread her open so she can take everything I have to give her. “I think that I’ve felt you come on me, and now you need to feel me come inside you.”
Luna’s big brown eyes open wide, and her lips part at my suggestion.
“But, Brent. I’m not on birth control–”
“I don’t care,” I reply immediately.
Her juices pour out of her in response. Her wetness is all the response I need. It takes her a moment, but she bites her lower lip and nods.
“I want it,” she whispers.
“Good, baby,” I growl, snatching her roughly by the base of the neck as I drive my cock hard, giving her every one of my inches. “Because you’re going to get all of my cream.”