Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15429 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15429 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
He pushed into me before pulling out so just the tip of his cock was lodged at my entrance, promising to fill me up once more. He leaned back slightly, staring down at where we were connected, getting an eyeful of his cock stretching my pussy.
I could only imagine how erotic and obscene the sight was.
He slammed into me again and again. “Fuck. Penny. Ah, hell.”
I shifted slightly, the metal behind me hitting the wall every time he thrust in. I stared down the length of our bodies but couldn’t fully see where he was deep in me. What I did see was his length becoming visible every time he nearly pulled out. His shaft was so monstrous between us, the flesh glossy from my pussy cream, the veins in the length prominent.
God, it was hot.
I felt dizziness slam into me.
“You like what you see?” He breathed those words out harshly. Panted them. “You see how hard and big you make me?”
I nodded and licked my suddenly dry lips. “Yes,” I breathed out. He slammed his mouth on mine, licked my lips, and plunged his tongue past the seam of them, fucking me there.
He pulled out of me but shoved back in just as quickly. I closed my eyes, knowing I’d come again for him.
Yes. More.
“Penny, you’re mine,” he groaned and tightened his hands on me, his fingers digging into me painfully, pleasurably. He thrust back into me in one fluid, powerful motion, over and over again. I felt myself get impossibly wetter.
He moved faster, slamming his thick cock into me, going harder.
“Yes,” I cried out. I lost myself to the feelings.
“Fuck. Your pussy is so tight, so damn wet for me.”
“Yes,” I moaned.
He pounded into me repeatedly, over and over, back and forth. “Fuck,” he grunted. “That’s it. Suck that pussy around my cock, milk that cum from me.”
His words were crass, vulgar. They turned me on.
“Christ.” He tossed his head back, and I was caught wide-eyed in the erotic sight. I knew he was going to come any minute. “Baby, I need you to get off with me,” he groaned as if it took every ounce of power for him to get the words out in his throes of passion. He had his hand between us and his thumb at my clit, rubbing the bundle. “Come with me,” he whispered as he stared into my eyes. “Come on, Penny.”
I grew dizzy as I felt myself rise to that peak. My head pounded and my heart raced. My breath caught, and the pleasure finally threw me over the edge. Right along with him.
We came together.
My pussy sucked at his dick, the muscles contracting. I felt him fill me up, his cum hot jets inside me. This moment in time went on forever, and I knew I’d never be the same because of it.
He’d ruined all other men for me.
Finally, he sagged his big body against mine, both of us breathing identically, erratically.
He had his hands wrapped around my waist, his fingers digging into my skin. Our bodies were covered in sweat and it was such a turn-on. And when Everett wrapped his arms around me and gently set my feet on the ground, we both groaned in unison.
As I stared into his eyes, the one thing that kept going through my mind on repeat was… how could I walk away? It was insane to feel this strongly about someone after only just meeting them.
I wanted to be his, but I couldn’t say those words. I couldn’t utter something that terrified me.
A one-off affair.
That time I lost my virginity in a supply closet.
That one moment I felt myself fall.
All those things passed through my mind, things I’d think about after he was gone and we’d gone our separate ways. And they hurt.
But the truth remained—there was nowhere else I wanted to be but with him.
And I opened my mouth to say just that when light flooded into the room. I was momentarily blinded, my dress still pulled down low so my breasts were exposed. I lifted my hand to shield my vision, but before I could do that, Everett was in front of me, blocking my nudity, protecting me.
“Um,” came a soft, male voice.
I peeked around Everett’s shoulder and saw a young man dressed in wait staff attire. I felt my cheeks heat in embarrassment, but instead of letting it claim me, I burst out laughing and buried my head against Everett’s muscular back.
What a way to end the night. What a way.
Chapter Eight
Everett
As soon as I’d seen her, I knew I couldn’t walk away. I knew I wouldn’t.
As I stood there alone, everyone slowly leaving the charity event, I couldn’t stop thinking about Penny. I couldn’t stop thinking about what I’d done with her just an hour before. It was this memory being played on repeat in my head.