Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 134830 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 674(@200wpm)___ 539(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 134830 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 674(@200wpm)___ 539(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
“Are you gonna shut up and fuck me or keep talking?” she bites out after a long moment.
I get it. Being seen is terrifying. I don’t like it either, so I let her hide behind sex. I take her shirt off, throwing it toward the chair, where it lands haphazardly. I do the same with my shirt, and Dani’s palms are on my chest before it hits the chair beside hers. Her fingers tease and pull on my piercings, and my nipples harden from the attention. Fighting fire with fire, I make quick work of her bra and then cup her breasts in my hands, pinching and rolling her nipples.
Her moan makes my cock ache to feel the vibration of it around my length, and I reach down, cupping myself hard, but it’s not enough. “Jesus, fuck. Take your jeans off, Dani. Now.”
I’ve lost all control. Or she’s stolen it. I’m not sure which. I’m not sure I care right this minute, either.
Clothes and shoes fall left and right, and in seconds, we’re both nude and she’s back in my arms. Her skin feels like hot silk, and I want to touch her everywhere at once, but I focus on where she needs me most. Wrapping my arm around the middle of her back to support her, I slip my fingers through the wetness of her pussy, spreading the slickness up to her clit as I take her nipple into my mouth and suck hard. I don’t tease, instead working her fast and rough because I need her to come quickly this first time. I use the flats of my fingers, blurring them across her clit and adding a little smacking love tap dead center that makes her cry out every time. The sounds she’s making and the wet sounds of her pussy have precum steadily leaking down my shaft, and I have to fight my cock’s own urges in favor of her pleasure.
Her entire body goes tight, her head falling back and her breath hitching, and then she spasms in my arms. I hold her up, not stopping until I feel the gush of her juices over my hand.
“Yes,” she pants, holding onto me for balance because it seems her quivering knees are threatening to give way.
She reaches down to grip my cock, giving me a few strokes, but I have to stop her.
“I’m not coming like this. I want in that pussy this time,” I growl.
She nods but moves away from me to reach into the top drawer of her dresser. When she holds up a foil packet, I take it from her, rolling the condom over my length. She watches me hungrily, and I give myself a loose stroke. “Get on the bed.”
She crawls onto the small surface, her ass upturned as she looks back over her shoulder at me. I step behind her, gripping her hips and pulling her pussy toward my cock. Without warning, I slam into her in one deep stroke that has her hissing out a curse and planting her hands more solidly on the bed, curling her fingers into the comforter. I feel her body clench at the invasion, and then a single stroke later, she relaxes and begins to buck back, fucking me.
“Fuck, you feel so good wrapped around me,” I grit out.
A devilish smirk slashes across her lips and her eyes flash. “Not good enough if you’re still talking and I can still speak.”
I drive into her hard and deep, watching her face for any sign that it’s more than she can take, but I find nothing other than challenge. My lips lift into an answering evil grin. “You want me to make you shut up and take this dick like a good girl.” It’s not a question. I can see it plain as day in her eyes. She wants me to make everything beyond this moment disappear. I want the same fucking thing.
Her brows furrow in pleasure, and her pussy clamps down on me. I can feel her getting wetter with every punishing thrust. “You think you can make me?” She sounds excited at the prospect, and I’d be willing to bet my bike that no one’s ever truly made Dani do a damn thing in her life.
“Daniela.” I say her name roughly, pausing with barely my tip inside her because I want her to hear me loud and clear. “I think you should be careful what you ask for.”
It’s all the warning I give her before I unleash on her, trusting that she can take it and knowing she’ll tell me if she reaches her limit.
I grip her hips, my fingertips digging into her flesh, and hold her in place while I slam into her, each pounding stroke sending shockwaves through her thighs and ass. Her arms give way, and she collapses to the bed, turning her head so that her cheek presses to the comforter. She reaches back for me, her hands finding mine where I’ve got a hold of her hips, and her short nails score across my skin as she looks for something to hold on to. Instead, I gather both her hands in one of mine and pin them at her lower back.