Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 67553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
I wanted her to be so worked up by the time she finally woke that she wouldn’t have a ‘no’ on the tip of her tongue.
I’d done this plenty of times—gotten into bed with her.
I hadn’t been able to stop myself.
This would be the first time that I was getting into bed with her with another person in the room, though.
Which had me slightly concerned.
But only in a way that would inconvenience me, not in a worried kind of way.
I didn’t give one single fuck if the old woman caught me.
What I did care about was having to stop once I started.
But still, there was no reward without risk.
Fingers grazing along the gusset of her panties, I watched her for any signs of waking.
The slight light peeking in through the curtains across the room allowed me to see quite a bit—and not enough.
But no matter, my fingers did the seeing for what my eyes couldn’t.
I moved the digits of my left hand down softly over the back of her underwear, fingers moving until they were on the hem where they slipped underneath.
My fingers delved through her folds then, pleasantly surprised to find her already wet.
Had she been thinking about me when she’d gone to bed?
Was this from our earlier encounter?
Questions assaulted me as I pressed forward with my fingers and sank my middle finger deep into her.
She shifted, pushing back slightly against my hand.
Continuing my assault of her pussy with my finger, I worked her slowly, hoping not to wake her quite yet.
The walls of her sex felt like hot silk against my rough finger, and I wanted nothing more but to give her my cock.
She shifted against my hand then, turning all the way over onto her stomach and spreading her thighs.
I pulled my finger free and brought it to my lips, licking my finger clean.
The sweet taste of her pussy on my taste buds will forever be embedded in my memory.
Cock now hard as fuck and protruding well over my waistband, I shifted slightly and hooked my fingers into her panties, pulling them down her legs in slow increments.
When she was free, I stuffed her panties into my pocket and climbed onto the bed to straddle her.
Pushing the waistband of my sweatpants down, I lowered myself until I was in a slight plank position above her and slowly worked my cock against her wet folds.
Soon my dick was drenched in her juices, and the next thing I knew, I was lining my cock head up at her entrance.
Knowing this would definitely wake her, I moved until my arm was around her and cupped her mouth with my hand.
Then I sank into her pussy, one slow inch at a time.
She woke when I was a quarter of the way in with a start.
I leaned into her when she started to struggle, whispering in her ear. “This is the last fucking time, I swear to God.”
She instantly calmed, her body going lax underneath mine.
The freakout, however, caused me to slip fully inside of her, giving her all of my inches a lot faster than I’d intended.
I made sure to still allow her to accommodate to my size.
When she started to lift her ass, encouraging me, I removed my hand from her mouth, latched onto her hair, and slowly moved inside of her.
“You feel so fucking good,” I whispered into her ear. “Does it make you wet to know that we might be caught?”
She stiffened, having just now realized that she wasn’t alone in the room.
“Think the old lady will wake up and see you getting fucked?” I asked.
She quivered underneath me, causing me to smile.
“Could take you into the bathroom, I guess,” I offered. “Or the living room. There’s a sofa there.”
She clenched her pussy on my cock, and I wasn’t sure which way she was leaning.
But fuck, I couldn’t stop, even if I wanted to.
She felt too good.
“I’ll fuck you here first,” I said. “Then we’ll head to the bathroom where I can fuck you with the light on so I can see your face.”
She let out a shaky breath.
“So pretty,” I whispered in a barely-there voice. “How close are you, baby?”
“C-close,” she admitted, her voice so soft that I almost didn’t hear her.
“Shove your hand underneath you and touch your clit,” I breathed against her ear.
She started to, but when she lifted herself up just a bit more, the angle changed in the way I was fucking her, and a small cry fell from her lips.
I once again took control of her mouth, covering it with my hand, and ground deep into her.
I fucking hated that I couldn’t move how I wanted.
Maybe I’d go get a room where I could fuck her the rest of the night…
She came.
The way her pussy clenched around my cock caused me to follow in her wake, filling her up with my seed.