Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27770 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27770 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
I move up the bed, sliding my fingers along his leg and up to his chest. His skin smells so goodfresh from the shower, along with the hint of an expensive cologne. I can tell he’s athletic by the way his arms and chest are toned. If only I could see his face. I close my eyes and envision Brent, imagining it’s him I’m about to have sex with.
His breath is hot on my neck as I lean in to nip his ear with my teeth. The second his warm hands graze my back, the urgency to have more overtakes me. I can feel his heart pounding against his chest, matching the rhythm of my own racing pulse. In that moment, we are two strangers brought together by desire and curiosity.
I brace myself for what’s to come, ready to guide him through this new experience. Slowly, I slide my hand down his chest, and his breathing picks up. The second I touch his cock and feel how large and hard he is, I hold back my gasp.
The guy lets out a satisfied moan as I wrap my hands around him, massaging him gently. He’s already worked up and I have no clue how long he’s going to last. What I didn’t realize before I walked in was how turned on I would be. My clit twitches between my legs and I know once I feel him inside of me, I’ll explode.
Leaning in closer, I continue to massage him, and this time, I press my lips against his chest. Another moan rumbles from his lips and it spurs me on even more. I kiss my way up his neck to his lips.
My pace quickens, my own breathing growing ragged as his tongue begins to explore, teasing me and sending shivers through my entire body. If the guy really is a virgin, he doesn’t kiss like one. He’s better at it than all the experienced men I’ve been with.
I can feel my climax building, my body shaking with anticipation even though there’s been no friction. It’s as if I am the virgin in the room. With one last thrust of his tongue, he pulls back, and I’m the one who moans with pleasure.
With a steady rhythm, I began to pump up and down, my hands gliding effortlessly over his shaft. The guy let out a low groan, his hips bucking subtly against my touch. I need him inside of me . . . now.
I move down to the edge of the bed and grab a couple of condoms. Once I have one unwrapped, I slide it into place. I’m curious to see how many thrusts it’ll take for him to come.
I straddle his body and guide him inside of me, feeling him fill me up in a way I never thought possible. His fingers dig into my hips as my body tightens around him. I can feel myself getting closer to the edge. The sensation of him inside me is more intense than I could have ever imagined.
His breath is ragged, matching mine as our bodies move together in perfect rhythm. His lips find mine, and the heat between us grows, intensifying with each touch. I ride him harder, knowing I’m about to succumb to my own desire. I just hope he lasts another few seconds.
My body begins to shudder, and I can feel him pulsating inside of me. Time stands still as our passion consumes us. But it doesn’t sway us for long. With him still inside of me, I can feel him growing harder again. He grips my hips and lifts me off him so he can take off the condom. My excitement skyrockets when I hear him open another packet. I hope he’s prepared for more.
The cool sensation of the air-conditioned room brushes against my heated skin. I can feel the tension building between us once more, a surge of raw desire that we both can’t deny. He slips back inside me, slowly at first, as if savoring each moment of our intimacy. I moan softly, arching my back and meeting his rhythm with a fiery passion. His hands gently roam my skin, leaving a trail of goose bumps in their wake. The second he lifts up and closes his lips over one of my nipples, I let out a pleasurable gasp. He bites me gently at first but then does it harder when I pick up my pace. We move in unison, the sound of our bodies slapping together and our ragged breaths mingling with the darkness of the room. Every touch, every kiss, is filled with a ferocity that leaves me breathless and yearning for more.
I arch my back, giving him more access to my breasts. I thought I was going to be the one in control, but this guy surprises me. There was a timidness at first, but now, it’s as if the real beast has been unleashed inside of him.