Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 56169 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56169 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
Impatiently, I quickly adjust myself with one hand while I hold on to her with the other. She wriggles against me, moaning out loud when I push up against her entrance.
“God, you’re so thick,” she whimpers.
Her words make my dick jerk so hard that I just about don’t make it another second. My balls have turned the purplest shade of purple that ever existed. With a groan, I break the kiss and look right into her eyes. Her pupils are still massive, her eyes dark and liquid, filled with trust, hope, vulnerability, and both confidence and uncertainty. Emily is a mystery I’ll never unravel. I’m certain of it. It makes me want to try, though. It makes me want to spend a lifetime trying.
“Are you going to stick it in?” Emily asks me while I’m looking her right in the eyes.
I can’t keep a rather undignified sounding snort of laughter in. “Yes,” I rasp between clenched teeth because I’m trying not to laugh again. “If you want me to.”
“I think that would be quite nice as I’ve been thinking about it for a considerable amount of time.”
“I thought you were mad at me.”
“Well, I was.” She frowns. “But being mad didn’t stop me from thinking about it, though. Anger sex or whatever they call it. I’m not angry now, though, so I think you’ve lost the opportunity for that. But just regular sex is still nice.”
“Yes,” I grind out. “Yes, it is.”
I push into her slowly, letting her get used to my length. We might have done this before but she’s physically tight and much smaller than me, and I don’t want to hurt her with My Dragon And Mythical Monster Vanquisher. What? It seems like a cool name for my dick if I was to really use it as a weapon.
I now know what real bliss feels like. Real, because this is. Real. All of it. There’s even a feeling attached to it. A deep sensation that sits heavily in my chest and the pit of my gut, and while it’s unfamiliar, it’s not entirely uncomfortable. There is absolutely no urge to run from it, from this, or from her.
I gently thrust while Emily swivels her hips away from the glass shower wall and into me. I drop my head and worship her breasts, suckling on her nipples while I continue to thrust slowly. I want to drag this out because sex in the shower isn’t anything that should be rushed, but with Emily already clenching around me, her head thrown back and muscles tense and straining, I know it’s not going to last more than a few more seconds.
I’m exactly right because when Emily tenses completely, then throws her head forward and sinks her teeth lightly into my shoulder while shuddering, chanting my name, and coming apart around me, I can’t hold back. I think I used to have some kind of stamina, but I guess that’s part of yesteryear long gone, which is maybe okay. Because when I bury myself in Emily and come with her name on my tongue, I have zero regrets.
We pant together, waiting for the shivering and spasms and heavy breathing to pass in the warm shower.
“How many of those did you bring?” Emily asks.
I finally realize what she’s really asking, so I reply, “Don’t worry. I have enough to last us well into the morning.”
“Does that mean you’re going to spend it here? Again?”
“If you’ll allow me.”
“It’s still early. Like, really early. It’s daylight out there. I’m not protesting what we’re doing as long as we take food breaks. And water breaks. Because it’s important to stay hydrated. I just want to make sure you really did come prepared.”
“I’m fairly exhausted from the other night as we didn’t sleep much.” I can’t hold a straight face. I have to grin. “You’ve worn me out, so we might spend most of those hours actually sleeping.”
She slowly shakes her head at me, grinning. “We’ll see. But if one of us has to run to the store, we should also do it now.”
“I’m good.”
“I thought you thought I was mad at you. Were you anticipating seducing me into forgiving you?”
“Never. I just thought you’d accept my sincere words and want to immediately leap into the shower and then take things next door.”
“Next door?”
“To your bedroom. Or if you’d like me to prepare you a snack, naked, I can do that, just for you. There are still a ton of desserts around here, so we could incorporate them in. I wouldn’t mind licking whipped cream off you.”
Emily shudders against me, shivering in the good kind of way that awakens every single nerve ending I have. “I could also stand that,” she whispers. “But first, if you’d be so kind as to soap me up and give me a nice back massage while we still have hot water, I’d be eternally grateful.”