Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
I want to look up so I can see the lust on her face. I want to watch the desire shimmering through her, but there’s no way I’ll take my attention anywhere else right now. I push my finger deeper into her, swirling it in circles, the heat of her body begging me for more.
Finally, she lets out a long breath, panting. I finally let myself look up. She’s staring down with shock, gripping her features, the corner of her lip twitching in that perfect Ania way.
“Whoa,” she murmurs.
I smirk. “Whoa is right.”
“I want you,” she murmurs.
“I need you,” I growl, kissing my way back up her body, laying myself against her so she can feel my dick pressing through my pants.
She reaches down, stroking my groin as I kiss her neck. I think I might explode when I feel her moving her hand up and down my length. When she tugs at my waistline, I warn myself not to get too excited. She’s so young and innocent, still a virgin.
When she gets past the waistline, and I feel the skin-on-skin contact of her hand wrapped around my dick, I can’t think about anything. It’s all instinct. It’s all passion.
I kneel to shuffle awkwardly out of my shorts, making her laugh in the cutest way.
“Are you mocking me?” I say with a smirk.
She’s about to say something, probably sassy as hell, but then my cock springs free, and whatever words she is about to say fade away. She stares wide-eyed at my manhood.
She licks her lips, then whispers, “Let’s do it, Aiden. Right now. No more waiting.”
“We don’t have to rush.”
She reaches forward and grabs my dick, stroking up and down, spreading precome from my tip to my base, making my whole cock glisten. “I’m not rushing,” she says, “but I want this. I need this. I need you. I don’t want time to think about anything! Thinking’s over.”
I want to say I agree, but I can’t say anything when her hand is moving like this, coaxing me into full-savage mode.
Climbing atop her again, I hold myself up and bring my dick to her, moving it in circles around her entrance, getting her ready to take my release. She’s serious about not wanting me to go slow. She sinks her nails into my shoulders, moaning, nodding, coaxing.
“Fuck,” I growl as I push forward and guide my dick inside of her. Her hole widens around my tip, but she takes it. Oh, hell. She takes it inch by inch as I keep going, and the whole time, she’s moaning and nodding at me, her eyes wide, almost in fascination.
“It feels so right,” she murmurs. “Oh my God, Aiden. It feels …”
She leans up and kisses me. She doesn’t notice or care that her taste is still on my lips. I kiss her passionately, guiding myself deeper until I feel her slit right at my base. She bites down on my lip, making the most lust-filled hmmmm noise. I smirk, and her eyes widen in recognition when she realizes what she’s done.
We start to rock together, my dick sliding out of her and then back in. Slowly, I try to tell myself. Slowly, but it’s too difficult. It’s too tempting. I end up arching my hips and pushing into her even harder, letting her feel just how badly I need her.
She nods and slides down as I arch up, then bounces up when I pull out, matching my tempo. I know her brothers are in the apartment somewhere, but this is a big place, and fuck it, I can’t care about the sound of her moans or the bed whining or anything. All I can care about is how tight and perfect she feels around my dick, about how carefree she sounds, about the fact our bodies feel like they were made for each other.
She reaches up and takes my face in her hands, clutching onto me so that we maintain eye contact as we completely lose ourselves in the pleasure. My young virgin—well, ex-virgin—takes everything I have to give, her tight pussy stretching around my dick.
Her eyelids flutter like the orgasm is working its way through every single nerve, like she’s going to explode. My seed threatens to spill from my shaft, and it’s only now it hits me. Dammit.
“Wuh-what?” she moans, gasping.
“I’m not wearing …”
“No,” she snaps. “I don’t … care. Keep going!”
I’m about to ask, are you sure? But then she starts to pulse around my dick, her pleasure completely taking over. There’s nothing that can stop me now, especially when I feel my seed rushing up my shaft and pushing right against my tip.
I keep pumping, owning her pussy, knowing I was always talking crap when I said this wasn’t instant, that I didn’t think she was mine the moment I saw her.