Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 65429 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65429 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
She was naked.
Warm.
Wet.
The mood turned dark for a second as I drank in her luscious body that had me weak in the knees. I looked at her everywhere except her eyes, wanting to remember every curve of her figure. Branding her with my heated stare.
Her body had matured—her breasts were fuller, heavier, and her narrow waist appeared slimmer, accentuating her curvy hips and slender thighs. My eyes continued to wander until they fell upon where I wanted to look the most—her pussy.
My fingers slowly spread her lips, noticing she was slick and pink and perfect.
“I can still taste your sweet little pussy in my mouth.”
I took my time, kissing my way up her inner thigh, savoring the feel of her silky skin against my lips. Tightly gripping her hips, I pulled her core to the edge of my trunk and slid my tongue deep into her pussy.
“Ethan…” she purred my name, fisting my hair, using the other to support her weight.
I glided my tongue up to her clit and sucked it into my hungry mouth, giving her pussy a soft lick before I peered up at her again with a greedy glare.
“Are you going to come in my mouth?”
“Yes…”
Her eyes closed, and her head fell back, grinding her hips in a back-and-forth motion against my lips and tongue. I started off slow, moving my head from side to side and then up and down. Her hand tightly clutched onto my hair again, almost like she was trying to rip it out.
Her eyes found mine when I finally slid two fingers into her welcoming heat.
Getting her nice and ready for me.
“Oh God, Ethan…”
“You like that? Where, baby? Right here?” I hit her G-spot, causing her eyes to roll to the back of her head. “Or…” I pulled my fingers out, instantly earning a whimper from her throat at the loss of my touch. Swiftly moving my middle finger down to her ass, I growled, “You always loved this too.”
She relaxed, allowing my finger to slowly glide into her tight, puckered hole. The wetness from her pussy made it easier to do so. Aiming my finger directly toward her lower abdomen, I taunted…
“Or here?”
Chapter
Thirty-Two
Ethan
“Oh God…”
I watched her unraveling from the inside out with juices dripping out of her core, possessing every part of me. With my free hand, I thrusted two fingers back into her soaking wet cunt. Simultaneously hitting her G-spot while fingering both of her holes, I returned my mouth to her clit.
Something about claiming her this way always did things to me. She trusted me with her body, and I loved that.
“Did Beau touch you here, Livvy?” I asked, referring to her pucker.
“No…”
That was all I had to hear to pick up the pace, only fueling my desire to make her come.
“Whose pussy is this, Livvy? Whose ass is this? Whose body is this? Tell me.”
She moaned in response.
“Who have you always belonged to?” I sucked her clit with more determination while thrusting my fingers harder and faster.
She soaked the palm of my hand.
Drenching my chin and neck.
Causing her to lose her mind.
Shaking.
Surrendering.
She screamed in ecstasy, “You. You’re the only man I’ve never used a condom with.”
I grinned with her clit in my mouth, and hummed, “That’s my girl.”
Seconds later, she came hard, panting, “Ethan…”
Flicking my tongue one last time on her clit, I let her ride out her orgasm on my face until her body went lax above me with her legs loosely hanging from my shoulders and her hands falling to her sides.
Through hooded eyes, she watched as I stood between her legs like I was before.
Placing my muscular frame on top of hers.
“You make my cock so hard when you come all over my face.”
Placing my dick at her entrance, I slowly slid in and out of her, taking my time. I wanted this moment to last as long as possible. Once I was deep inside, I stopped, needing to feel every inch of her pussy wrapped around my cock.
My memories didn’t compare to this.
Nothing and no one did.
This was not what I imagined our first time would be like. I couldn’t help but love the fact that nothing had changed between us. As if we had been doing it for years, our connection, our bond, and our love was still there, breathing this new life into us.
I could feel her pleasure on the tip of my cock, clamping on tighter and tighter with each push and pull.
With each moan that escaped her lips.
With each deep thrust of my dick.
With each clench of her pussy, stirring down to my balls.
She came…
And came…
And just kept coming.
Our hearts pounded, our skin covered in sweat, and our lungs completely out of breath. Making love right there where it all began. Completely oblivious to everything around us. Lost in our abandonment.