Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46914 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 235(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46914 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 235(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Something deep inside me cries out. My pussy aches for him to return, filling me up, infusing me.
He thrusts in again, deep inside, slow, firm, and possessive.
We rock like that together.
I claw at his sides as he pulls out, then thrusts back in again, the heat making my body tingle like it never has before, every sensation so new I could sing with the lust.
His eyes flit to my breasts, and instinct takes over.
I move my hands to them, wondering if this will turn him on even more, wanting to drive him crazy.
His eyes widen.
His groans get deeper.
I push my breasts together, squeezing them as he gazes down at me as though stunned by how attractive he finds me, this man I’d never dream would want me.
He keeps pumping his powerful hips, moving faster and harder until our bodies start to talk to each other.
I’m soaked, and I make wet noises, cringing at first, but then I look at the way his savage lips tremor with each one, his lust rising in tandem with mine.
“Oh, yes,” he moans.
“Like this?” I whimper, shifting my hips again.
He matches my rhythm, and we move together, my body taking over, so my mind doesn’t have to overthink it.
My hips move just like they did when his face was between my legs, except the sensation is all-consuming now, his massive cock pressing against the walls of my pussy, seeming to expand in me as my sex pulses around him.
Something new is happening like an orgasm is approaching, but it’s coming from everywhere, and my entire body is alight with it.
Time seeps away, and it doesn’t matter.
He lets out fiercer moans, his firm body glistening.
I shift my thighs, moving my hips faster, captivated by the ecstasy I give him with each movement… and the euphoria with which he gifts me.
The bed starts to squeak as he fucks me harder, he pounds into my pussy, and I can take everything.
I let out a loud moan. The voice and our pleasure sounds, and everything seem far away.
I’m floating atop the pleasure, his cock pushing deeper, my man, my Mr. Hollywood, the future father of my children…
“Nobody else,” I yell, my legs trembling.
“Just….” He pushes deeper, holding himself still for a moment. “You.”
We stay like that, even as my pussy screams for him to keep going.
“Just you,” he repeats, with added significance, and then he suddenly rolls over.
He grabs my hips and moves so I’m on top, our bodies fused the whole time, his rock-hard dick shifting around inside of me.
“Show me,” he snarls, staring up at me. “You’re not a shy virgin anymore. You’re not scared of life. You’re my woman, and you can take anything you want.”
I sit atop him, my hands moving over his chest, fingernails digging into his muscles.
“I don’t know what to do,” I whisper.
He shifts his hips, gliding up inside of me. “Follow me… Oh, fuck.”
“What?”
“I just realized I can massage your perfect ass like this.”
His words make me blaze within, and then his hands are on my ass, squeezing and massaging as he holds me in place and glides up inside.
I sit down atop him as he glides in all the way, deep again, and then he slides out.
I lift myself up, propping myself on his chest.
We move like that.
We disappear like that, into each other, into a crazed race toward our shared crescendo, our future.
He pounds up inside of me, and I find the timing perfect, sitting down as the ecstasy pulses through me, my fingernails leaving red marks on his chest the same way his hands must be leaving marks on my ass.
And then he sits up, so I’m more straddling him than sitting on him.
We rock together.
He leans down, bracing my back with his hands as he brings his mouth to my breast.
Our bodies clash, the wetness becoming more intense, and the steaminess making my belly swirl.
He sucks my nipple greedily, making it tingle, the feeling adding to the ache in my pussy, combining with a near-euphoric explosion in my belly….
No, not near.
I’m screaming, can’t stop, can’t even try.
I’m screaming like I’m calling to the future, telling it to come closer, to stop teasing.
We want it now.
He opens his mouth, his teeth lightly grazing my breast, like he can’t suck anymore, can’t do anything but rock with me.
I run my hands all over his back as the orgasm erupts deep within, a far more intimate feeling than I’ve ever felt, the heat melting away my nerves and any thought of being nervous.
All I can think about is the heat in my pussy, the eruption as the pleasure spreads, his hot breath on my breast telling me he’s reaching the end too.
We’re going there like we’ll go everywhere.
Together.
In the end, tears fill my eyes, pleasure making the world shimmer.
He rolls over again at the last moment as his cock begins to wilt inside of me. He ends up on top, staring into my eyes, a soft smile still on his savage lips.