Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 233(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 233(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
There’s only her. My Becca.
“Your pussy is perfect. Fuck, look how wet you are. Your tight little slit is winking at me, Becca bee.”
She shifts her legs, rubbing against the couch like she can’t contain her excitement.
“You want it so fucking badly.”
“Yes,” she whimpers. “Ben…I’ve never done this before. I’ve never done anything before. I hope I’m doing it right.”
“You’ve never done…,” I swallow, a pulse moving through my cock, making me feel like I’m going to explode for a crazy second. “Anything?”
“No,” she whispers. “Tell me if I’m doing it wrong for you, okay?”
I grab her onto her thighs, leaning forward, letting her feel my breath moving over her young receptive pussy. She moans in pleasure and shivers against me.
“You could never do anything wrong,” I growl, greedily inhaling the tangy perfection of her pussy, her aroma adding to the hunger. “Not with that perfect little slit. Not when you’re so ready to get even juicier for me. You horny young thing.”
She starts to moan when I push my face forward, open my mouth and begin tasting as much as I can.
I push my upper lip against her clit, my lower against her pussy, hungrily licking everything in between.
Her juices seep over my tongue as I hold onto her legs, pulling her closer to me. She makes prey-like whining noises as I focus on her clit, licking faster, with more pressure, letting her feel just how sexy she really is.
“That’s it,” I growl. “Moan for me, Becca. Show me how badly you want to come. Are you close?”
“I don’t know,” she whimpers. “I’ve never…only to myself, only thinking about you.”
“You’re so fucking horny and sexy, Becca. It’s the real thing now. Be a good girl and relax for me. I want you to cream all over my mouth. I need to taste you. I need to taste how fucking tangy and young your creaming pussy is.”
“Yes, yes,” she moans. “Please…”
“Please what?” I snarl, squeezing her thighs harder.
“Don’t stop, Ben. Please.”
I smooth my hands underneath her ass, sinking my hands into her thick beautiful flesh. There’s so much of her to grab, sparking my mind, driving me into even wilder territory.
I can’t think. I’m a beast. My woman has turned me into my animal, thinking only of the moment, the lust, her taste.
She gasps and moans as I keep licking her, moving my tongue quicker, until she gifts me with the sexiest moaning noise. Her breath catches, and her sweet pussy starts to convulse.
I rub my middle finger over her juices, bring it to her pussy and softly slip inside of her.
Her pussy tightens around me, pulsing as I suck and lick her clit, snarling to let her know she’s turning me into a full fucking animal.
As I finger her, her pussy creams for me, flooding me with wetness. I slip my middle finger deep, swirling it in circles, driving her to louder and hotter moaning.
Slowly, her fingers slide over my head. It’s like she thinks I’m going to slap her hand away.
But it makes me want her more. It shows me how hotly the lust is driving her.
Reaching up, I press her hand closer against my head, letting her know it’s okay.
She finishes her trembling orgasm as her fingernails claw at my head, as she pumps her hips, chasing the last moments of pleasure.
I lean back, staring at her soaked and red pussy, her entrance looking raw and excited from all the fingering. Her clit looks ready for more.
Her chest rises and falls as she stares down at me, her hair sweaty across her forehead.
“That was… like nothing I’ve ever felt. But Ben, what can I do for you? I have to do something.”
“What do you mean?” I snarled, reaching for my belt. “I’ve got exactly what I want right here. Your tight, virgin pussy, ready to be owned, ready to be fucked like you deserve.”
I know I need to rein myself in, my voice trembling.
But it’s the sight of her. It’s the smell of her. It’s everything about her.
It’s like my seed has risen up inside of me, taking control of my words.
She flinches, and I know I‘ve gone too far.
“Ben,” she whispers. “I’m sorry, but….”
She pauses as though taking a moment to summon her courage.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Becca
I feel so exposed, my pussy aching and pulsing from the orgasm, my thighs tender from his hungry touch.
He reaches for his belt with such confidence. His eyes are glazed over like he’s completely lost to the lust.
My core screams at me to let him lead the way, lying here as he thunders inside me.
But then I think of Alex, how this is it, the line will be crossed. There’s no going back.
Or is that an excuse to hide my nervousness?
I don’t know, only that I can’t….
“I can’t have sex, not tonight,” I whisper. “I’m sorry if you feel like I’ve led you on. I should’ve made it clear sooner.”