Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 70319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
She was wet.
Really wet.
So wet in fact that with each rock of my hips, she covered my cock with more and more of her excitement until I knew that if I angled my hips just right and adjusted my cock’s angle, my dick would slide right inside of her with little resistance.
She must’ve had the same thought right around the same time, too, because between one thrust and the next, I went from outside of her hot pussy to inside.
When my cock sank inside of her heat a few inches, we both paused in surprise.
Me because she’d made the first move to take me inside of her body, and her because she was adjusting to my size.
I had to close my eyes as I tried to rein in my thoughts.
She gasped, her mouth pressing against my throat. “Holy crap, you’re big.”
I pulled out slightly and sank back inside, just a little farther this time than the previous.
“I mean, I knew you were big,” she murmured. “You sure can fill out a pair of sweatpants. But I didn’t realize you were this big.”
I wasn’t that big.
She was just that tight.
“How long’s it been for you?” I asked. “Because as much as I love you giving my cock all the credit, you’re really tight, and I’m not nearly as big as you think I am.”
“You’re big,” she whispered into my ear, her fingernails digging into the skin beneath my shoulder blades. “I’m not a novice here. I can remember what it felt like to have something inside of me, and they were all average. Or so I’ve been told by Six. You’re above average. Well above average.”
As much as I liked her stroking my ego, I didn’t like the direction my thoughts had gone.
The thought of her being touched intimately by any other man was making my anger rise.
I didn’t like the idea.
And I sure the fuck didn’t like her remembering it while I was inside of her.
Without much thought, I pulled out and then slammed back inside, taking every available inch of space inside of her and more.
“Holy balls, Hunt!” she squeaked as she dug those nails in deeper. “Jesus Christ. Warn a woman before you go doing that.”
I bent down and bit her shoulder, then pulled back to lick the hurt.
“Sorry,” I said. “I’ll try to shut you up in a different way next time.”
She snickered, then withdrew her nails, only to sink them back in a second later when I withdrew and pushed back inside.
“Goddammit,” she whispered into my ear, her breath tickling as she spoke. “You’re really good at this. I feel like I’m about to come, and we…”
I took her mouth again.
As much as I loved her mouth, I needed this to last at least until she got off.
If she kept talking, I’d come.
I was a man that liked to have his brain exercised, and when she spoke about how good it felt, my brain went wild with the implications.
Meaning, it’d be better for both her and me if she just shut up.
“Shit,” she whispered when I canted my hips to take her at a different angle. “Holy hell.”
She was saying that a lot.
Holy hell. Holy balls.
“Holy fuck!” she cried out when I pulled away from her, grabbed her by the hips, and pulled her up as I slowly slid her up and down the length of my cock. “Holy…”
There she went with the holys again.
“Jesus, yes.” She licked her lips, her body bowing slightly as I took her. “Yes, God. Right there.”
“Are you a religious person?” I asked curiously as I looked at her clit. Her pussy. How great she looked stretched around me. “Because you have a lot of religious words coming out of your mouth right now.”
She groaned and lifted her heels to dig into my thighs.
That’s when I realized how close she was.
Her pussy was rippling around me, and her nipples were pebbled into hard little peaks that just begged for my attention.
But I didn’t move or change my angle, because before the thought could even enter my mind to grab those perky nipples, her body started to convulse around me.
That’s when I realized that I was fucking up.
I should’ve had a condom on.
I should’ve been protecting her.
But I wasn’t.
And I realized that I didn’t want to, either.
The thought of her pregnant and heavy with my child made sense to me.
What also made sense was binding her to me in a way where she would never want to leave.
And a baby sounded like an excellent idea for that.
My balls drew up at that thought and before I could think better of it, I was coming. Inside of her.
Great spurts of my release left my body and entered hers.
Just the thought of it taking root was enough to make me come in a way that I’d never come before.