Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 14980 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14980 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
“More,” she pants, kissing me wildly. “Show me more.”
Her hand trails down my chest to where my cock is straining desperately against my pants, her palm cupping and rubbing me eagerly. I curse, wanting to give her everything she asks for.
“I’ll show you everything,” I promise, reaching up and unfastening the clip at the back of her lingerie set, allowing the top to fall away. Dragging the straps down her arms, the lace falls away, exposing her breasts fully. Beating me to it, Rayna stands, hooking her thumbs in the side of her panties and stepping out of them, leaving her utterly naked for me. “Fuck, baby, you’re so goddamn perfect.”
Wasting no time now, Rayna helps me undress, both of us stealing kisses and touches, driven wild by our mutual need. Rayna straddles me, her arms wrapped around my neck, letting me feel just how wet she is for me as her core slides over my cock.
“Please,” she whimpers. “Fuck me. I can’t wait any longer.”
I hold her hips, keeping her still as I line my cock up with her pussy, clenching my jaw to force myself to go slow enough that I don’t hurt her. “It might hurt a little for a second,” I warn her, stroking my thumb over the soft skin at the top of her thigh, “but I’ll make it feel so good, baby, I promise.”
“I know, I know,” she rushes to say, wiggling in my hold. “Please, Rhett, just make me yours. Claim me.”
“So wet and ready for me,” I groan as I let her lower herself down, taking the first inch of me as I talk her through it. “This perfect little pussy has been waiting for me, hasn’t it, baby? All mine, forever. Nobody else will ever touch you like this, will they?”
“Nobody but you,” she agrees, her chest rising and falling with fast breaths as she takes all of me. I know the moment she feels that pinch of pain, her eyebrows drawing together tightly, and I’m quick to stroke her clit to ease her past it and focus her in on the pleasure instead. “Fuck,” she moans. “I didn’t know it would be like this…”
“You good, baby?” I check, fighting my instincts to fuck her into the mattress just long enough to check in with her.
“So good,” she breathes, and I smile before I steal both our breaths away by kissing her deeply.
“Tell me you’re mine, Rayna,” I say as I flip us, laying her down on the bed and bracing myself over her once more, setting a steady rhythm with my thrusts. Rayna’s eyes flutter, but she fights to keep them open and locked on mine.
“I’m yours, Rhett,” she says through moans. “I always have been.”
“That’s right,” I growl, driving our pleasure higher and higher. “Mine. Now. Forever. Always.”
We lose ourselves in each other until Rayna’s clawing at my back and crying out my name. I kiss her, fighting to hold back my own release until she finds hers, and with every whimper and moan and barely understandable plea that falls from her lips, bliss shoots up my spine.
“That’s it, baby. Come around my cock. Let me feel you,” I praise as she screams in pleasure, tightening around me as she comes. I curse, burying my face in the crook of her shoulder, kissing her neck as her orgasm triggers mine.
For a while, we both stay tangled together, breathing hard. Rayna’s eyes are closed and her face is flushed, her skin shiny with sweat, her hair wild around her face. She’s always stunning, but right now, sated and half-awake from pleasure, she’s a work of goddamn art. I try to memorize every detail of this moment, wanting to keep it stored forever.
When I’ve recovered enough from the best orgasm of my life to move, I ease away from her, murmuring reassurances that I’ll be right back when she protests sleepily. I find her linen cupboard and grab a small washcloth and wet it with warm water, returning to her to clean her up enough that she can relax in bed a little longer before we shower.
With her wrapped in my arms again, I pull a blanket over us, ensuring she doesn’t get cold since there’s no way I want her putting any clothes on. I’m nowhere near done with her yet.
“How are you feeling, baby girl?” I ask, smoothing her hair away from her face.
She prises her eyes open and blinks up at me, smiling sweetly. “So happy I’m worried I’m dreaming this whole thing.”
I can’t help but grin at that. “It’s all real, gorgeous,” I assure her. “But I’m more than happy to prove it to you some more.”
She laughs. “Let me recover first,” she teases, and I dip my head to kiss her again.
We lie there, soaking in the moment a little while longer, before she says, “What do we do now, Rhett?”