Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 69785 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69785 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
“Maybe I want you on edge,” I teased as I skimmed my nose down the lips of her sex. “Maybe I want you panting and hot, sweating and needy. Maybe I want you to scream my name a couple times as orgasms overtake you before I do anything more.”
“Maybe I can make you lose control?” she countered. “Maybe the feel of my hot pussy surrounding your cock will be too much of a temptation.”
I growled at her use of ‘cock.’
“The first time will probably hurt,” I told her. “I want to get you nice and wet before that.”
She laughed at me, hooking her leg around my neck and pulling my mouth down toward her pussy.
I allowed this because ultimately that was exactly where I wanted to be.
“I’ve had plenty of vibrators that have come before you, darling,” she countered. “And all of them have been decent sized. Unless you’re just packing a monster, I think I’ll be okay.”
The thought of her getting herself off with a decent-sized vibrator was enough to make my cock jerk against the drawer it was pressed against.
I wasn’t packing a monster.
My cock was decent sized. She’d feel the stretch, but she wouldn’t feel any pain.
Grinning at that thought, I decided that a change of plans was needed.
Yanking her hips farther down the counter, she lost her elbow hold and went down flat onto my counter.
She gasped, and I used that moment to spear my tongue into her pussy, testing her readiness.
She was soaked.
The sweet elixir on my tongue tasted like heaven, and I wanted to bury myself in it.
I wanted to lick every single drop up and swallow her whole.
“Fuck,” I groaned as I pulled away.
“What?” she asked.
In answer, I tugged her just a little bit farther, until her ass was balanced precariously on the edge, and then slowly started to saw my cock back and forth between the folds of her pussy.
She hissed out a breath, her eyes opening wide.
She went back up onto her elbows to watch and groaned as my cock became more and more coated with her essence.
“That’s so hot,” she breathed.
It was hot.
She was hot.
Her pussy was smoldering.
My cock felt like it was on fire.
She reached down to touch it, and her fingers accidentally bumped the tip on an upward stroke, notching it at her entrance.
My momentum shoved me a half an inch inside before I’d even realized what was happening.
We both froze, her hand covering where we were connected, and my cock head burning in surprise.
“Holy hell,” she sighed as she twitched. “I didn’t mean to do that. I just wanted to feel you.”
I pushed even deeper, burying myself inside of her another inch. “Well, how do I feel?”
Her eyes were wide and bright as she stared into my gaze.
“Like everything I ever thought you’d feel like,” she admitted hoarsely.
I didn’t have words.
All I could do was grunt out my feelings because words escaped me.
“Oh, fuck,” she breathed. “If there was one thing that I’ve dreamed of these last twelve years, it was this second right here. The moment that I would get you inside of me.”
There were honestly quite a few things that I’d dreamed about over the years.
The way her mouth would look wrapped around my cock. The way she would taste—something in which I’d had a very small experience with—but I knew for a fact that that particular dream was severely underrated. Then there’d been the way that her cunt would feel wrapped around my cock.
That one was nothing like the real thing, either.
The real thing and my daydreamed visions couldn’t even compare.
Tight. Hot. Wet. Silky. There were words and dreams, and then there were experiences and feelings.
What I was feeling and experiencing right at that moment in time, as the base of my cock finally kissed the end of her, was something that I would remember for the rest of my life.
“Sweet baby Jesus,” she cried out when I bottomed out and then swiftly retreated. “Please, please, please.”
I didn’t know what she was pleading with me for, but I was too busy trying to calm my dick to focus overly much on what she was saying and doing.
Which, I might should’ve paid more attention because I hadn’t expected her to sit up. And I sure the fuck hadn’t expected her to grab my head and slam her mouth down onto mine.
It was then that I knew the meaning of losing control.
I’d only thought that I knew what that meant. What that felt like.
But the moment her mouth met mine, and I slid deeper into her, I realized that there was no way I could’ve realized how out of control I was when it came to the girl I was inside until she was squeezing me to death with her pussy.
My eyes shot open, and I couldn’t stop myself from gathering her closer, pulling her off the counter completely, and turning to find the closest solid surface.