Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22400 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22400 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
My cock tickles her clit as together we guide it to her sex, and I begin to push myself in, claiming her as my own, and her claiming me too. The feeling is so immense as I urge myself deeper, with her gasping and me groaning alongside her. She’s so tight, so small, and I push on, all while keeping an eye on her. The absolute last thing I want to do is hurt her, but she’s so dripping wet for me that I don’t think it’ll be an issue.
Dirty magazines as well as cruder conversations with my brother and his friends have taught me surprisingly well.
I don’t see any signs of discomfort, just pleasure. I hold her tight, kissing her again, until I can’t push myself any further. She’s a damn vise, and she squeezes me wonderfully.
“Take me, Red. Please. I’m yours,” she whispers, the passion in her voice so very clear.
So I obey. I withdraw my cock from her slick pussy, the friction so potent and powerful between us, before I thrust myself back in. Her entire body shudders as I do so and I can’t help but feel the same. I go again, and she bucks into me, her arms wrapping around me as she welcomes my cock gleefully. We take one another again and again, and the surge between us is so intense. Every stroke is more powerful than the last, and the feelings are overwhelming, but instinct drives both of us forward.
Our lips are as entwined as our bodies, our tongues meeting, everything so intense. Her legs close around my hips as she bucks into my thrusts, each meeting of our sexes more powerful than the last. The rising tide inside me lets me groan my appreciation, even if it’s quiet beneath her own moans of passion.
We’re soon like animals. Driven only by our pleasure, and the words we shared. That she wants to be the mother of my children, that she wants to be beside me for the rest of our days. The most basic of instincts, still so important to us in this modernizing world of ours. I just want my woman, and she wants her man. There ain’t nothing purer in the world than that.
The intense pleasure between us is wracking us so greatly, our inexperienced yet eager selves can’t exactly go forever. I endure, rubbing her clit, holding her close, so driven to make sure she finishes before I do, knowing that as hot as she is, there are limits to how long I can last.
I succeed, barely. Watching as an orgasm wracks her so wonderfully, crying out my name at the top of her lungs, the incoherent moans that follow, it all brings a smile to my face, and her climax comes right as I hit my own limit. Together, we enjoy that delightful release, the rush and pulsing of sensuality, the intense ache of our tryst.
All as, deep within, my cum shoots through me, barreling through my cock and unleashing into her. There’s part of me that worries that going this hard unprotected may be a bit foolish, but it’s silenced by the desire to have her. To claim her. To have my child, our child, grow inside her, and if it’s what we both want, why should we dawdle?
Panting and weak, we lie breathing on our makeshift bed, both of us drained and exhausted by our desires. As I slide out of her, my cock as spent as the rest of me, I pull her into my arms, and we lie flat, looking up at the sky at the opening of the cave, simply enjoying one another’s presence. We don’t need to tell one another how good what we just did was. We experienced it, we felt it. And it’s clear that we both felt the same.
So we simply savor the moment to the fullest.
“Hey,” she says, breaking our silence, and pointing to the sky we can see outside of our little hole. “That’s Orion.”
I cock an eyebrow. “Didn’t think you were much of a stargazer.”
“There’s a really good view from here. I can see the Big Dipper too.”
I stare into the sky with her. “I guess there is. I can find the North Star, and everything else is there too.”
“My dad used to point them all out to me on summer nights like this. One of my fondest memories as a little girl.”
“Then you can do the same, Annie. With our children.”
She blushes, and nods. It’s still so cute, even as she lies beside me buck-ass naked. “That’d be nice, wouldn’t it?”
“I’m taking what you said in the throes of passion as something you’re not changing your mind on.”
She shakes her head. “Of course not. Just thinking of my dad reminds me of my other anxieties. Can only avoid thinking of them for so long.”