Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 46695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 233(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 233(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Safe in my arms and even safer with me watching over her.
Safe too in knowing that all of me and everything at my disposal is hers now too.
Okay, maybe that’s gonna take her a while to figure out. But as much as I know, I’m the luckiest man alive. Krissy’s hit the jackpot when it comes to the kind of life she has waiting for her, waiting for us.
The first thing she sees when her eyes flutter open is mine, blinking back at her.
Wide awake and so full of energy, it’s all because of her.
How could I sleep? I don't know when I'll sleep with her so close and after waiting so long for my queen. I'm almost worried that if I do, I might wake up, and all this will have just been a perfect dream.
“Hi,” she whispers, and I smile my reply, moving close to kiss her good morning.
She squirms a little and tasting her on herself still, I growl with deep satisfaction.
“You’re a fan of morning breath?” she asks, screwing her face up, and I breathe into my palm, sniffing.
“Do I smell?” I ask her, but she shakes her head.
“You smell amazing, Ethan…and you taste even better,” she tells me.
“I meant me. You don’t wanna be smooching my morning mouth… Did you even sleep?” she asks as I prop myself up a little higher on my elbow, wondering if the feeling will ever come back, but knowing it’s been worth it to watch her sleep.
“I dozed,” I shrug but glancing at her phone, her expression shifts, and she groans.
“I gotta get ready,” she says, starting to untangle herself from me and the sheets before I can gently grab hold of her.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I chuckle.
My hands brush her naked breast as it hangs in front of me, making me suck air in through my teeth.
In the dark, Krissy feels amazing.
In the dim light of gray dawn, her smooth, soft skin and those curves give my morning wood an extra helping of stiffness as I hum a growl.
I want her again already.
Needing that sweet little virgin pussy in my mouth. Needing her perfect ass in both hands.
Needing to feel her coming like she did last night but on my cock this time.
Her rivers of cream flowing over my rising balls as I fill her with my seed…Jesus Ethan! Take it easy. You’ll come all over the sheets just thinking about it.
“I gotta get ready for wo…,” she starts but gasps and then purrs when I force her hand under the sheets, pulling them back so she can see just what it is she does to me.
Her body shudders, and her eyes flicker closed. Her hand does its best to fit all the way around my swollen helm, already running clear with a thick bead of my precome.
I keep a firm grip on her wrist, but she needs no encouragement to start exploring my nakedness in the morning light as much as I’m getting off seeing hers.
“I mean… I should be getting ready for work,” she smiles. Her eyes widen, and little moans escape her as she starts to stroke my aching cock.
My head tilts back as I close my eyes, already in heaven. I am trying to tell myself I have to save my seed for her, but at the same time, I know how close I’ve been to exploding since the second I saw her.
My balls flex and rise up, the white heat in me pulsing up my shaft as my cock starts to twitch and jerk, helped along by Krissy’s now firm hand on it.
I groan loudly, warning her there’ll be trouble if she keeps this up.
“I like this kind of trouble,” she coos, leaning down and blowing softly, cradling my balls in one hand as her other pulls my meat closer to her face.
The deep purple-red of my helm glistens with precome. Her soft breath gives me a lesson in just how fucking good she makes me feel.
My hand strays to her hair, and I hold her head so I can see her better.
Watch her eyes as they lock on mine.
Her hand starts to pump me harder but slower.
“You’ll come for me where and when I tell you,” she says, forcing a straight face as she mimics my commands from last night.
I’d normally laugh, but the effect of her words as well as her actions has me speechless for probably the first time since I laid eyes on her.
I swallow hard, my pulse thundering in my ears.
“Krissy,” I groan. Trying to tell her how much it means to me that I save my seed for her sweet little pussy but….
Oh fuck.
“My seed,” I gasped, but she’s using both hands now and working me with such a look of concentration. I guess it’d be a shame to ruin it for her by not giving her what I know she wants.