Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 33401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
"Can I touch you?" She raises herself on her elbows once more. I nod, sitting up and leaning back on my knees, and Bailey tentatively reaches out a hand, her fingers wrapping around my shaft. My head drops back, and a rumble sounds low in my chest. "It's so big."
Her other hand explores my chest, collarbone, and neck, her mouth retracing her fingertips when she wiggles forward to get closer. I have to ball my hands into fists so I don't throw her right back down on the mattress and fill her up with one thrust. This has to be special. If she wants to touch me, I'm sure as hell going to let her touch her fill.
Bailey's lips drag down my abdomen, and I catch her shoulders. "Are you sure, sweetheart? You don't have to do that."
Her eyes are shining. "I want to."
"Go ahead, baby girl." My voice is hoarse, and I release her shoulders. Bailey scoots even closer and leans down. Her eyes are locked onto mine as her tongue darts out, licking the bead of pre-come off the head of my cock. "Fuck," I groan, and Bailey wraps her hand around the base of my shaft.
Her lips close around the tip, and she sucks gently. My entire body buzzes, and my jaw clenches tightly. Bailey sucks a little harder, bobbing her head to take more of me, and pulls off.
"I'm sorry, Porter." Her cheeks turn bright red. "I don't know what I'm doing."
"Look at me, Bailey." Our gazes meet, and I brush her hair out of her face. "You're so fucking gorgeous. Don't be sorry about anything. You can do whatever you like. There's not a goddamn thing wrong with you. Okay?"
A smile flickers across her full lips, her confidence growing. "Okay."
"Come here, sweetheart. Let me love you."
"Mm…" Bailey climbs onto my lap, straddling me. When I wrap a hand around the back of her neck and pull her in for a kiss, she sighs against my lips. My hands stroke up and down her back, and Bailey's arms wind around my neck. My cock is trapped between our bodies, pressed against the soft skin of her stomach.
Bailey's confidence continues to grow as our kiss deepens. Her hips roll, and her clit rubs against my shaft. I have to grip her waist to hold her still. Otherwise, I'm not going to last long at all.
"You ready, baby?"
"Yes," she whispers. "I want you."
I lay Bailey back on the bed and settle between her thighs. She wraps her legs around me, her heels pressing into my lower back, and I groan.
"It's going to be a tight fit, baby. Are you sure—"
"Yes." Her blue eyes sparkle. "I trust you, Porter."
Fuck.
That's all it takes. My heart cracks wide open. I'm fucking in love with this woman. A confession almost spills from my lips, but I clamp my teeth shut. Not now. I have other work to do.
Slowly, I press inside of her. Bailey tenses, her arms tightening around me, but she keeps her gaze locked onto mine. The head of my cock sinks inside of her, and a low whimper escapes her lips.
"Fuck, Bailey," I grit out. Her pussy is gripping me so hard...she isn't making this easy on me. "You're so fucking tight."
"Porter, please."
I sink inch by inch, and Bailey's fingernails scratch down my back. Finally, when she's taken all of me, I drop my forehead onto her shoulder. "Jesus fucking Christ, Bailey."
"Please," she whimpers. "I'm okay. Do it."
"That's my girl." My voice is hoarse. I pull out and thrust back inside. Bailey arches, crying out, her eyes squeezing shut.
"Porter!"
"Eyes on me, Bailey."
She forces her eyes open, and I begin to pump my hips in a slow, steady rhythm. Bailey's legs lock around my waist, and her hands clutch my shoulders. Every thrust is a tight squeeze, and she moans my name, rocking her hips with me.
"That's it, sweetheart." My voice is rough, and I can't tear my eyes away from her face. "Give yourself over to me. Let Daddy take care of you."
"Porter." Her nails dig into my flesh, and Bailey whimpers. "You feel so good."
"You're so beautiful, Bailey." My voice drops to a whisper, and my thumb traces the curve of her cheek. "You're gorgeous."
She bites her lip, her eyebrows drawing together. "Please..."
I'm not sure if she's begging me to stop or to keep going, so I speed up slightly. Her hips roll, and the walls of her pussy flutter around my shaft. "Come on, baby girl. Come for Daddy."
Bailey cries out, and her fingers dig into my arms. My hands slip under her, cupping her ass and lifting her hips into my thrusts. Her back arches and her blue eyes flutter open. "Porter! Oh God, Porter, I'm gonna—"
"That's it." My voice is a rough growl. "Let go for me, Bailey. Come all over Daddy's cock."