Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20430 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20430 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Every thrust drives that point home. Now that he’s sure I can endure everything he gives me, his pace is strong and steady, and the friction and rhythm between us is so incredible. The pleasure that came from his tongue only moments ago seem so minor in comparison to everything that I’m feeling with his cock inside me. While the previous was so sweet and wonderful, this? This is how it’s meant to be. Man and woman, entwined, primally fucking one another like the animals they truly are, their intense bond growing stronger by the moment.
He takes me deeper, his arms scooping up behind my knees and pinning me down as he damn near tries to impale me on his cock. I’m slamming myself into him with what little wiggle room I have, but my strength is being drained every time I sing his praises and the chaotic blissful energy inside of me surges.
It’s not much longer before I can’t resist the urge to come. I’m singing for him. I’m screaming for him. I’m so fucking lost in the moment. Every nerve inside me is blissfully pounding with ecstatic orgasm, and I’m screaming so loud that I’m pretty sure the entire town of Burly is able to hear me.
But I don’t care. I’m over the moon with lust and love for Cash. He’s everything I want in a man, and delivering in ways I never thought possible.
And I’m everything he wants in a woman. A perfect match. I’m not surprised when even in the ravages of my own bliss, I feel him groan, shudder. I feel him pour his love inside of me, all of it a product of our efforts. The consequences of our efforts. But I’m too lost to my own hedonism to even consider that.
Soon, he collapses beside me on the bed. Cradling me romantically in his arms, our naked bodies still entwined, he exhaustedly places a kiss on my cheek.
He’s dozing off. Exhausted from the effort.
I know the cliche. I always thought it was a bit silly, but for everything Cash did to me?
Fuck, does the man deserve it.
I’m exhausted too, after all. And I can think of no place better to fall asleep than in his arms.
Clarity comes my way as I drift off, if only slowly. But enough of it to raise questions. Worrying ones.
What are we to each other?
We barely know one another. We had a single date, one we fucked on no less.
But it feels like there’s so much more than that between us.
Ugh, I hate this feeling. The confusion. The doubt.
So I try to ignore it. Enjoy the bliss.
I succeed. Somewhat.
It’s something I’ll have to face sooner rather than later, and I can’t purge that fact from the back of my mind.
Stupid brain.
7
CASH
I have the sweetest dreams through the night.
They’re all about Cassie.
Why wouldn’t they be?
She’s been dancing through my mind these past few weeks, and now that I’ve had her, I don’t think I’m going to dream about anything else ever again.
This dream, though, it’s especially vivid.
Cassie's naked form sliding down my body, her cute little hands all over my flesh, absorbing everything she likes about me. Grabbing hold of my cock, and making me instantly come alive.
She looks up at me expectantly, a huge smile on her face as a single finger goes down my length and toward my balls, heavily drooping beneath my rock-hard erection. She juggles them playfully, and I’m just ecstatic at her touch. Her curiosity continues as she takes my balls into her mouth and sucks them hard, and I gasp in delight, loving every little bit of it.
She watches me eagerly as she strokes me, wholly dedicated to pleasing me. My hand drifts over her, caressing her hair as I murmur how good a girl she is.
She opens so wide for me, taking my cock into her mouth, her lips so fucking tight. Inch by inch, I throb with need for her, and she takes me wholly down her throat. Her lips, her tongue, every single thing about her is absolutely divine and wholly dedicated to pleasing me and making me writhe with lust for her.
I gasp out from the power of her mouth, and she impresses me, especially given she’s a virgin. She’s running on enthusiasm for me alone without any experience to back it up. She licks at me, sucks me, she never stops. She’s all over me, devoted to me, proving that she’s destined to be my woman, the person who I want to spend the rest of my days with.
It’s not long before the pressure is too much. This dream is too real. Too vivid.
I open my eyes and find this is no dream.
Cassie is down there, working my cock expertly and driving me mad with how she’s bobbing her head up and down my cock, making me feel every bit of it. I groan, as my throbbing erection can’t take much more of her sinful little mouth, and I soon erupt. Goddamn, an explosion of bliss shudders all over my body from my very core.