Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 37197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
“My God,” I say.
Harlow stands there wearing nothing but a white bra, panties, thigh-high stockings, a garter belt, and black heels. My gaze travels up and down her body, and I feel my cock starting to stiffen. I drink in her smooth, creamy skin and take in her generous, womanly curves. My mouth grows dry, and I lick my lips.
“What is this?” I ask.
“You said to be continued,” she purrs. “I thought this seemed like a good time to continue.”
“I think it’s a fantastic time.”
Harlow steps forward, and I slide my hands around her waist, pulling her to me. My fingers slide across her smooth, supple skin as I drink in the sight of her. She’s absolutely perfect. She’s even more beautiful than any fantasy of her I’ve conjured up. Her eyes widen and her full lips part as a look of uncertainty crosses her face.
“What is it?” she asks. “Are you … is this … okay?”
“It’s more than okay.”
Leaning down, I find her mouth and kiss her passionately. The tension in her muscles eases as she melts into me. Our kiss is slow and sensual, but as I relish the faint taste of peaches on her breath and the silky feel of her tongue, the fires burning low in my belly suddenly explode. My desire for Harlow is overwhelming. The heat in my body engulfs and consumes me as quickly and completely as a three-alarm fire. My cock is thick and hard, straining against my jeans almost painfully, begging for release.
Our tongues swirling around one another, I push Harlow back against the couch, and she drops to a sitting position. She looks up at me with those wide, light blue eyes. Her cheeks are flushed, and she bites her bottom lip with a slight flash of fear on her face. I get the feeling she’s not the most experienced when it comes to sex and that somehow turns me on even more. It makes me want her even more. Harlow is such a delicate and innocent little thing, and the desire to claim and mark her for my own is overpowering.
With trembling hands, she reaches up and slides her hand along the front of my jeans, caressing the length of my cock. The feel of her hand on me draws a slow groan and sends bursts of electricity crackling across my skin. She grips my rod, stroking me through my jeans, and when I look down at her, a slow, sly smile stretches across her full, red lips. Harlow quickly unbuckles my belt and unzips my jeans. She pulls them down slightly then tugs down my boxers, freeing my hard cock.
She wraps her long, thin fingers around my shaft, never taking her eyes off mine, and when she starts to pump me in her fist, I swear to God, I almost come right then and there. I manage to hold back and watch with rapt attention as she swirls her tongue around the head, teasing that sensitive spot just under the tip. I close my eyes and moan softly, my entire body feeling like a live wire.
As Harlow takes me into her mouth, a shudder runs through me. She never takes her eyes off mine as she uses her hand and mouth, sucking and stroking me. Watching Harlow, so sweet and innocent, looking up at me as she sucks me off so wantonly and with such raw hunger in her eyes turns me on more than I ever have been before. She pulls me out of her mouth but grips it in her fist, continuing to slide her hand up and down its length.
“Do you like that, Daddy?” she whispers.
I have no idea where it’s coming from, nor had I ever really thought much about the whole “daddy” roleplay thing, but hearing her call me Daddy while looking at me with that sultry and lascivious yet entirely innocent face gets my cock even harder somehow, and I know I have to be inside of her. I can’t deny myself the pleasure of her warm depths any longer.
“More than you know, baby girl,” I whisper.
Reaching down, I pull Harlow to her feet and kiss her hard. I turn and sit down on the couch and pull her down on top of me. She raises herself and slides her panties to the side then grabs my dick and settles down again, nestling the tip between her slick, soft folds. She slides back and forth, lightly brushing her clit, teasing herself—and me—with the tip of my cock.
“Is this what you want, Daddy?”
My desire for her is so intense, I can’t even seem to form an intelligible word. Instead, a low, gruff growl passes my lips as I grab hold of Harlow’s hips and force her down onto my rigid pole. Her eyes widen and she gasps as she sinks onto me. A hit of pain flashes across her face, but it melts away just as quickly as she settles down.