Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 34938 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34938 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
I can feel how wet she is as she rubs her slit against my skin. My cock is thick and hard, and all I want is to be inside her. This girl makes me feel alive. I can feel my muscles as they turn rigid and my heart as it speeds up.
Perri pulls away, pushing up on my chest. She grins down at me as she reaches back and takes my cock in her hand. Lifting her hips, she positions herself over the tip and slowly lowers herself down. I watch as my shaft disappears inside her, and man, it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
Closing my eyes, my head drops back as I feel the warmth of her body and the silkiness of her arousal. Perri stills, her eyes finding mine as her body adjusts around me. She presses open palms against my chest and begins to rock.
She lifts up and drops back down, her tits bouncing as she rides my dick hard. Her nails dig into my chest, piercing me as she moans. Faster and faster she rides me, using my shoulders for leverage, taking what she wants from me. And I let her. I can’t take my eyes off her as she uses me for her pleasure.
“Mm,” she coos as her eyes shut and her head falls back.
Jerking my hips up, I meet her pace, making sure to hit her so hard she feels me in her stomach. “Damn, Perri, I'm going to come,” I growl as I hold her hips tighter.
She grinds down, falling forward as a shiver scales her body. I hold her against my chest, frantically thrusting up into her until I there’s nothing in the world except my dick and her pussy milking me toward an intense orgasm. My balls firm as my dick jerks. The world around me fades away and all that’s left is her. Her sweet face, her innocent eyes, her heart shaped lips and rosy cheeks. That's all I need, just those gorgeous eyes and plump lips to send me over the edge.
My dick pulses, and hot cum spills from the tip, exploding inside her and filling her up. Every muscle in my body tightens as my skin buzzes and my lungs struggle to catch a breath.
Perri falls on my chest, her breathing ragged, her pulse pounding so hard I can feel her heartbeat into mine.
“Holy shit, Kent,” she says, lifting her face and snuggling it into the crook of my neck.
“Right, wow.” I tickle my fingers up and down her back, and just let this feeling sit for a moment.
There's no need to for us to jump out of bed, or rush to get our day going. This right here, this is what makes the memories, it's this moment that we'll look back on. Not the redundancy of life, but this, the small things, the things that make you smile and make you feel good.
She groans, flattening her back so she's laying all her weight on me. “I need to get going,” she says as she tilts her head to look up at me. “I have to check the pool and run a few errands. I heard there's a storm coming in a day or two, so I don't want to get stuck with an empty pantry.”
“How about this. . .” Pausing, I adjust myself so I can look her in the eyes better. “Let's go together. I can help you with whatever you need.”
She purses her lips and lifts her head to rest it on her hands. “What is this exactly?” she asks, waving a hand between our bodies.
“What do you mean?”
“This,” she says, now pointing a finger between us. “You and me. What are we doing?”
“Why don't you tell me? What do you want it to be?”
“I don't know,” she shrugs a shoulder and looks down at her hands. “I just don't want to get hurt. The last thing I want is for either of us to have the wrong idea and end up heart broken.”
“I agree.” Glancing up at the ceiling, I let my eyes fall back to hers. “So, how about for now, we not give it a label, and we just see where it goes. How does that sound?”
“What about my father?”
“What about him?”
“What if he finds out, or catches us, or someone else sees us and tells him.”
“Perri, you can't live in fear of him. Do what you want to do, that's the only way you'll ever be happy. So, if he finds out, he finds out. We're both adults.”
“That's easy for you to say.”
She looks off and I can tell she's thinking, trying to rationalize it in her head. But I know what she's feeling. The worry of judgment from someone in power, the fear of being called out or pushed away because you don't fit in the box they want to put you in.