Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 77663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
I kept cumming in her pussy unabated, splash after splash of hot thick cum against her pink walls; it was like a tsunami. And all the while, all I could think about was the fact that if this shit was this good with less than my whole dick inside her, I couldn’t wait to bottom out in her.
I tried my best not to crush her beneath me because I was about twice her weight. But as soon as I twisted to the side and released her, she bolted. Just hopped right up and sped across the balcony.
I was up and behind her in a flash, catching up to her at the top of the stairs. “No!” I wrapped my arms around her from behind. I knew this might happen, that someone as innocent as her might have a lot of hang-ups about sleeping with me on the first night.
But I wasn’t about to let her crawl back into her shell. She might have all the time in the world, but I didn’t. I wasn’t kidding when I said she almost cost me my sanity before. And just as I suspected, not that I’d had a taste of her sweet cunt there’s no way I’m letting her go. Not one step.
“I feel so ashamed.”
“Why?”
“Because, because I barely know you and…”
“That’s funny. I was right there with you, and I don’t feel any shame at all.”
“It’s different for you, you’re a man.”
“Who made those rules? I’ve known you for as long as you’ve known me. We both enjoyed what just happened here, so why should one feel shame if the other doesn’t?” She turned and buried her face in my chest.
“I can’t go back downstairs; I bet those kids would take one look at me and know what I’ve been doing.”
“You don’t have to.”
AMANDA
He lifted me again and walked back towards the loungers but kept going to the wall. He lifted some kind of panel that looked like just another brick in the wall and punched in a code on the buttons that were hidden there.
The wall disappeared, and in its place was a little walkway. As soon as we stepped inside, the wall behind us slid close, and another opened up in front of us. This one led to the biggest master suite I’ve ever seen. It was the entire width of the top floor of the castle.
We stepped down three steps into the sitting room, which had couches and armchairs strategically placed for the best view out the windows that banked one whole side of the wall. To the right were French wooden pocket doors that I guess led to the walk-in closet, and beyond that was the bathroom because to the left, three steps led to the biggest bed in creation.
It was huge and could no doubt sleep seven full-sized men. That’s where he took us, putting me to stand on my feet next to the bed. I didn’t speak; I just stood in front of him and let him unzip my dress in the back before easing the sleeves down my arms.
I stood in front of him in my bra and nothing else since he’d destroyed my underwear, the damage of which was now stuffed into one of his pockets. Thank heaven, I was wearing a cute bra. I didn’t have time to feel self-conscious about the way he stared at my body because he lifted me and placed me in the middle of that sea of a bed.
The sheets felt like clouds, and the mattress was springy, soft, yet firm. He stood there looking down at me for the longest time before undressing. My eyes were transfixed on his torso, not just the tattoos that covered most of his chest but his muscles and the strength that emanated from him.
I was so wet and hot that I wanted to touch myself. For some reason, all the sexual fantasies I ever had came to mind, and I knew I could live them with him. Would he find me too bold? Too aggressive? That’s what Dan always said when I tried to initiate anything or hint at trying something new.
But something about the look in Thunder’s eyes told me that I could do anything I wanted, and he would be right there with me. That’s why as soon as his beautiful cock sprung into view, I was up on my knees, leaning over to take him into my mouth before I could chicken out.
I licked the juices from the tip of his cock and felt it twitch on my tongue. I teased him to my heart’s delight, and he didn’t complain, didn’t try to hurry me along; he just stood there next to the bed with his hands at his sides, letting me do as I pleased with his hard cock.