Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
A tide of passion raged through me and pulled me under. I swiftly removed my boxer briefs and shucked them off the bed. Then I spread her legs and settled between them, my eyes glued to her pink, glistening pussy. I licked up her slit and grunted, “You taste so fucking delicious.” I dived right in, devouring her and drinking down her juices. I slipped a finger inside her taut hole. “Fuck, you’re so damn tight,” I rasped. “Gotta make sure you can take my big cock in this sweet virgin pussy.” I worked at stretching her until I was able to put in a second finger, and then a third. I quickly drove her over the edge, and she cried out with her release, her inner muscles clamping down on my digits and pulsing with every wave of her orgasm.
Come oozed out of the swollen tip of my dick, practically weeping to be inside her ripe little body. While she was still riding out her climax, I withdrew my fingers and licked them clean, groaning at the taste of honey and woman. I coasted up until I was dwarfing her with my big body and my cock was nestled in her soaking wet heat. “Look at me, angel,” I commanded gruffly. Harlowe slowly lifted her heavy lids and her hazel eyes were cloudy, drugged with passion. She had a satisfied expression on her face, but there was also a restlessness, her body still craving completion. “I’m gonna pop your cherry, angel. Then you’ll be mine and only mine. Do you understand?” Harlowe’s eyes glowed with happiness as she nodded and her puffy, kiss-swollen lips curved up into a smile.
Her immediate acceptance set off a primal reaction, and my lips covered hers hungrily as my pelvis rocked into her. She was so wet it coated my dick so it slid easily through her folds and would make it easier to breach her untouched pussy.
Harlowe returned my kiss with equal fervor, seeming as desperate for me as I was for her. She moaned and gripped my shoulders, her fingers digging into my rigid muscles, sending shockwaves of molten desire straight to my cock.
Finally, I ripped my mouth from her and buried my face in her hair as I lined up my shaft with her primed channel. “Are you on the pill, angel?” I demanded in a low rumble. She tensed and shook her head. “Good.” She started to say something, but it trailed off into a moan as I pushed inside her. It took every last ounce of my control to enter her slowly, feeding her my long, thick cock centimeter by centimeter. I gritted my teeth and tried to tune out her needy whimpers and whispered words begging for me to go faster.
After what seemed like a fucking eternity, my tip bumped the thin barrier between me and heaven. Harlowe tensed, and I pressed soft, hot kisses down the side of her face and along her jaw until I captured her mouth, parting her lips with my thrusting tongue. After a minute, she melted into the kiss, and I abruptly punched my hips forward, claiming her cherry and burying myself as deep as possible. Her hot, wet pussy pulsed around my shaft, gripping it so hard I nearly saw stars. But her whimper of pain kept me from letting my animal instincts take over, and I held myself still, allowing her time to adjust and stretch around my wide cock.
“Relax, angel,” I murmured in a soothing tone. “Just give it a minute, and I promise it will feel so much fucking better.”
Harlowe shimmied a tiny bit and made a sexy little mewling sound. “It already does,” she whispered. Then she wiggled again, and I grabbed her hips in an iron grip.
“Don’t move like that unless you’re ready for me to fuck you, Harlowe,” I growled. “I’m barely hanging on.”
“I want you to,” she breathed.
I raised a single eyebrow and locked my eyes on her face with a smirk. “Want me to what, angel?”
Her cheeks sprinkled with crimson as she blushed, and her eyes dropped to my chest. “To, um, move.”
“You want me to fuck you, angel?” She nodded, the color on her face deepening. “Then say it.”
Harlowe’s eyes narrowed, and the hazel orbs sparked with the sass I’d seen glimpses off. “I want you to fuck me, Lincoln,” she purred.
I’d been teasing her, trying to draw out some of the attitude she’d displayed the day before, but it fucking backfired. Because the second I heard those dirty words from her sexy mouth, the last of the blood in my body drained to my dick and left nothing behind except the Neanderthal whose only goal was to claim his woman. To brand her pussy as his and fill her unprotected womb with his seed.