Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 68006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68006 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
His cock is made of burning flames. And it’s hard. So fucking hard.
I maneuver us so he’s lying on the bed, and then I spread his legs and position myself between them.
He’s huge. I’ll never be able to take all of him, but I’ll do my best. Because this is what I want. To please him. To please him the way he pleases me.
I slide my tongue over the head of his cock first, tasting the salty pre-come. I lick him all the way down to his balls. Back up and back down again.
Before I have a chance to take him into my mouth fully, he pulls me forward, kisses me passionately. And then pulls me into his arms, still not breaking the kiss.
He slides a finger into my pussy, and I nearly come right there.
Then he removes the finger and he’s beside me. He nudges his cock at my entrance.
He kisses me, and then slides me onto my side so we’re spooning, and he shifts his cock into me.
“Oh God…” I moan.
He pulls my face around to kiss me. Nibbles on my earlobe. I hold my thigh up so he can get a better angle and thrust more deeply.
The sensations…
As he burns through me, as he completes me…through my closed eyes I see the passion of our love.
I inhale the smell of our sex. Then I turn and look into his eyes. They’re heavy-lidded, out of focus, as he continues to push into me.
God, his hands on my breasts, squeezing my nipples. And then his lips on my cheek, kissing me, tugging on my earlobe, all the while thrusting, thrusting, thrusting.
He pulls my face toward him again, kisses my lips, tangles his tongue with mine.
With my upper hand I reach behind me, touch his taut ass, push on it, hoping to get him farther and farther inside me.
I love you.
The words are in my head, surrounded by a lovely pink cloud.
I love you, I love you, I love you.
I’d say them except his tongue is in my mouth.
He pulls at me then, pulls us both over so that he’s on his back and I’m on top of him. He positions me, pushes me down on his hard cock.
He doesn’t even make me work, though I’d be glad to.
He holds my ass with his hands, holds me steady as he pumps into me, gyrating his hips.
So perfect.
We kiss for a while, and then he pinches my nipples.
I can’t help myself. I have to move my hips, so I do. We thrust together in tandem, as our lips meet and are fused together.
All the times with Leif before, I enjoyed myself immensely.
But this? Now I know what making love truly is.
Now I know that it’s not just a euphemism for fucking.
It’s something truly distinct all on its own.
I pull myself upward, my hair in sweaty strands around my cheeks and shoulders. Leif pushes it back, cupping my cheeks.
“Look at me, my beautiful Kelly.”
I meet his gaze as I suck the thumb of one of his hands into my mouth.
His eyes are searing blue, and they’re not just gazing into mine, they’ve become magnetically pulled to mine.
“Yes, Kelly, baby. Look at me. Watch my eyes, watch my lips, listen to these words as I say them to you.” He thrusts again, gritting his teeth. “I love you, baby. I love you, Kelly Taylor. Always.”
I sigh, never letting my gaze fall from his. He’s still thrusting into me, and I grip his shoulders for support. “I love you too, Leif. I love you so much.”
Then I fall forward and lock lips with his.
We’re still fucking.
No, not fucking. Making love, and—
Leif breaks the kiss. “Touch yourself, Kelly,” he says. “Touch yourself and make yourself come. For me.”
Touch myself?
I’ve tried it before. It doesn’t work.
But it will tonight. It will work while Leif is embedded in my body.
Our gazes never wavering, I bring myself forward until I’m perpendicular to him, his cock deep inside me.
He cups my breast, twists my nipples, and I gasp, electricity flowing through me.
I slide my hand down my abdomen to touch my clit, and —
“God, yes!”
The orgasm rips through me, unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before.
It’s intense, it’s raw, animalistic, yet it’s passionate and filled with promise.
Filled with love.
“That’s it, Kelly. God, you’re beautiful when you come. Keep going, baby, keep going. I want you to come long and hard for me.”
“Yes,” I breathe out. “God, yes.” The climax subsides and then begins again.
I sigh, deep in the nirvana of orgasm, as Leif continues thrusting, thrusting, thrusting…
“Keep coming, Kelly,” he says through clenched teeth. “Keep coming because I’m— Oh!” he grunts out.
He pushes up into me, filling me so completely, and as my orgasm slides downward, I feel it. I feel his release. Every pulse of it.
I don’t move.
I can’t move.