Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 48709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 244(@200wpm)___ 195(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 244(@200wpm)___ 195(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
“No,” I say quickly. “That’s just it. The whole point, really. I’ve never….”
“What?” he says. “Tell me.”
Do you want me for life, Damien? Is that it? Is that why you don’t want me to have a boyfriend?
I lick my lips, noticing the way his eyes snap to the movement. It’s like he can’t help but view me sexually.
A new sense of power washes over me, making me believe maybe I can be confident. Maybe I don’t have to be so me-me-me, worrying about judgment, about the red crosshair aimed at everything I do.
With Damien, I can move past that. All of it.
Except…
And the feeling goes, draining away.
There’s no telling what he’ll do when he learns this truth.
“Damien, I’m a virgin.”
CHAPTER
SEVENTEEN
Damien
The second she says the word virgin, I bolt to my feet. It’s all I can do, the only step I can take to avoid obeying the impulse that takes hold of me.
Grab your young virgin. Spread her soaked thighs.
Slip into her untouched slit and flood her innocent body with your seed.
My cock is throbbing so badly at the base, a rod of tension. The helm is pushing with tremendous pressure against my pants.
“I don’t care,” I say quickly, turning to her.
“No?” she says.
She looks so cute and beautiful and sexy all at once, with her messy hair brushing her bare collarbones. Her cheeks are lust-red, her hands clawing onto the blanket, letting me see glimpses of her breasts, a nipple poking out, tempting me. Everything about her is addictive.
“It doesn’t bother me.”
“But what I’m saying is – and I’m sorry, really…but I don’t think…I mean….”
“It’s fine,” I growl, staring down at her, my balls throbbing. “You can’t have sex tonight.”
“Not like this. Not now. Not with….”
Nick in the house.
We’re not shouting, but we’re not whispering either.
It’s like we keep forgetting about the dangers.
“Okay,” I say, moving closer. “I understand. But my cock is rock-fucking-hard, Liliana. I feel like I’m going to explode. I need your curvy body. I need to watch those tits bounce. I need your hand. Can you do that for me, Liliana? Can you give me your hand?”
“Whatever you want,” she whimpers, voice getting lower the closer I move. “Do you really not care?”
“No. I just want you. Let go of that blanket. Play with your tits for me.”
“P-play with them?” she says.
I smirk. “I forgot. Fuck, you don’t know how much you turn me on. I want you more now that I know you’re a virgin.”
Careful.
“Really?” she says softly, letting the blanket drop, revealing her perfect, round tits again.
“Really,” I growl.
Because now I’m really going to own you. Now I know no other man has ever touched you.
Now you’ll only ever belong to me.
Reaching down, I quickly unclasp my belt. I pull it loose and unzip my pants.
My cock springs free the moment I pull them down enough, massive and engorged, the helm glistening with precome.
Liliana gasps, her eyes wide as she stares at my length, bobbing up and down with how hard I am.
“You’re so big,” she says. “Heck, Damien. You’re huge.”
“Grab my cock,” I tell her firmly, hardly able to push the words out. “Pump your hand as fast as you can. Get it slippery with my come. And if you can keep playing with those juicy fucking nipples as you do it, go on, Liliana. Now.”
She snaps into action, my quick-learning virgin.
I grit my teeth when she wraps her hand around the base of my cock, then strokes up, spreading the precome like I told her to. She starts to moan, her other hand tugging softly on her nipple, pinched tenderly between her thumb and forefinger.
“Like this?” she breathes. “Damien?”
“Y-yes,” I grunt, hardly able to speak.
Her hand is expertly stroking my massive needy length, surging up and down, from my base to my tip. My eyes fixate on her breasts, the veins moving through her curvaceous body, and how her flesh jiggles so damn alluringly.
“Play…with your…pussy,” I snarl.
She moves her hand down between her legs, beneath the blankets, rubbing at her pussy as she jerks my cock. I’m struggling to see as all the sensation in my body moves to the end of my dick. My come feels like it’s rushing to the edge of a dam.
And it’s about to burst.
My head floods and all I can think is, she’s mine, mine alone, only mine.
She moans as I hover at the edge, my seed getting hotter, moving to boiling point.
Then I bite down, otherwise, I’ll roar.
My seed erupts from the head of my cock, squirting onto her forearm, onto the sheets. Some of it lands on her chest, sliding down over her breasts, making them shine as she keeps moving her hand up and down.
“Don’t stop until I tell you to,” I grunt urgently, captivated by the searing path her eager virgin hand makes.