Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 125(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 156(@200wpm)___ 125(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Kissing hadn’t been on his list of requirements over the years, but there was something about her mouth … he just couldn’t bring himself to stop kissing her. Each touch of her lips felt fucking incredible.
But, he found the willpower to break the kiss, only to trail his lips down toward her neck. Sliding his tongue back and forth across her pulse, he nipped down, hearing her gasp, and as he worked his way down her body, he saw the hardness of her nipples. She had tried to push her full thighs together, but he’d stopped her. Down he went, toward those luscious full tits he’d been so desperate to suck.
He shoved his body between her spread thighs to keep them wide open, and to make her realize he was going to be fucking her very soon. He was going to be licking and sucking at this pretty cunt, but he had to get there, and first he intended to enjoy her tits. Cupping them in his hands, he pressed them together, running his thumbs across the beaded tips.
He heard her sharp intake of breath, and then he couldn’t resist anymore. Closing the distance between them, he took one of those full ripe nipples into his mouth and started to suck on it, hearing her moan. His name fell from her lips in a mantra.
Diago hadn’t liked noise for a long time. He’d enjoyed silence, but the sounds she made, certainly his name coming from her mouth, were fucking incredible, and he didn’t want her to stop. And so, he took his time, sucking on one nipple, moving to the other, and going back and forth.
He loved the sounds she made, and knew he could make it better for her. He slid his hand down, cupping her pussy. Diago didn’t need to see what he was doing, he sensed it in her body as his finger grazed across her clit, and she gave that sexy little moan he knew was going to drive him wild.
“Please,” she said.
“I’m going to make it so much better,” he said.
As much as he wanted to stay licking her tits, he needed to taste this sweet, virginal cunt.
Diago kissed down her body, taking his sweet time, marveling at his patience. He was known for his patience, and yet at this very moment, he didn’t feel like a patient man. He was close to losing his mind.
His dick pressed against the front of his pants, threatening to explode, but he ignored his own need for pleasure and focused on his wife.
Even the fact that she was his wife was so odd to him. He never intended to marry anyone. Never intended to get close to anyone. Vanessa wasn’t just anyone, and he pushed the thoughts out of his mind as to why she was so important to him, why she mattered to him, and what made her different, because none of it needed an explanation. He was married. She was his wife.
He let go of her pussy just long enough to stare at the beauty, before swiping his tongue between her slit. He didn’t go for her entrance. He would be fucking her soon enough. Swiping his tongue back and forth across her clit, he heard her whimper, then cry out and beg for more.
“Please, please,” she said. “Oh, wow.”
He couldn’t resist smiling against her pussy before teasing down, hinting at her entrance, knowing he was going to thrust his cock balls-deep inside her, but instead he drew back, going toward her clit, sucking the bud into his mouth.
The sound she made was the sweetest music to ever grace his ears.
Tormenting her wasn’t on the agenda, and when he felt her body start to change, to build toward an orgasm, he allowed her to.
He didn’t force her over the edge, but took his sweet time, feeling her orgasm, and when he knew she couldn’t take any more, he hurtled her over into what he could only assume was her first-ever orgasm. His name had never sounded so good, even to his ears.
“Please, Diago,” she said.
He growled her name, then took possession of her lips, and this time he was done waiting.
“Diago, what are you doing?” she said, quickly coming out of her erotic trance. He lifted her up over his shoulder, and without saying a word, began to carry her upstairs.
He felt her grip tighten on his pants. Maybe making her orgasm on the stairs wasn’t the best idea. He still had his pants to remove, and his cock already felt too big as it was.
Still, he didn’t stop, and instead climbed the stairs, heading to the top, and moving to his room that was now going to be their room. He was not going to allow Vanessa to sleep away from him. He wanted it all. She was his wife, and he was going to share everything with her.