Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56680 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56680 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
“Maybe it’s better if you just do it,” she whispers dangerously.
“Oh, fuck.”
She whimpers when I scoop her off her feet, carry her across the apartment, and move toward the bedroom. She’s got her arms looped around me, her knees tucked. “No, no,” she whispers in my ear, her voice shaking. “The other bedroom.”
She wants the door. She wants privacy. Even if no one else is here, this place is huge. I carry her into the bedroom and kick the door closed behind me. When I lay her on the bed, she stares up at me, that wild, adventurous look in her eyes.
“I want it,” she whispers. “I do, Dante.”
I do. My mind’s a mess. I’m shaking, my dick on the verge of exploding, as I kneel next to the bed. She fidgets with her pant buttons, helping me as I grab them and pull them down over her socks and onto the floor.
Then I gently move my hands up her legs. She moans softly, then louder and more urgently when I get close to her pussy. The gray fabric of her underwear shows how wet she is, a big spot of lust making her creamy for me. I groan and kiss her inner thigh, making her shiver.
“Dante,” she says, a hitch in her voice.
I stop, my mouth inches from her perfect pussy. I can smell her tangy, inviting scent, like a damn mating call. I’m so hot for her, I’d lick every inch. “Your hot, virgin pussy wants this,” I growl, kissing her again.
“Y-yeah,” she whispers.
“Your mind is a battlefield,” I say. “Hell, I know the feeling. Here, now, with me, your perfect pussy wants to cream for me. It wants to get even wetter. Your needy clit wants attention too, Mia.”
I kiss closer to her entrance. She reaches down and finds my hand. I interlock my fingers with her, holding her hand as I use my other one to pull her underwear to the side.
Oh, fuck. It takes a lot of work not to let the savage wake up in me, the beast who needs to own her. Her pussy is glistening. She’s so soaked, her pinkness winking at me. She looks drenched. It’s like there’s this instinct to fuck her fast and hard and raw, to come deep in that sweet slit. She looks like she was made for me.
After a heavy breath, I lean forward and circle my tongue around her entrance. Her hand tightens on mine. “Uh-oh,” she whispers as she grows even wetter.
I keep circling her, my shaft hardening even more when her moans turn from surprised to pleasure. She gets into it, rocking against me, and then a shudder moves through her when I drag my tongue to her clit.
Oh, this is the spot. She moves against me, her hand basically trying to break mine now as she clings on. Her moans are hungry and breathy as her pussy slickens up even more.
“Your pussy is perfect,” I growl, sliding my finger to it, softly pushing.
“Ah, ah,” she whispers. “Slow, slow…”
As I suck and lick her clit, I gently push into her. My dick almost erupts in a searing moment of pure, hot release when I finally get my finger inside her. She squeezes me tight. Her pussy would pulse around my dick, massage it, feel so damn good, so right.
I suck her clit into my mouth, pushing down with my tongue, with pressure.
“Ahhhh,” she whimpers. “Oh, Dante…”
“Come,” I groan. “Oh, fuck. Mia. Come. I can’t believe this tight virgin pussy can get even wetter. Prove me wrong. Fuck.”
Her walls start pulsing around my finger, almost like her body is getting ready for an orgasm. I stroke her clit fast with my tongue, moving my finger inside of her, feeling the place I’ll claim soon and fill with my dick.
She gasps as her pussy, fuck, gets so much wetter. I can’t think. It’s her body. Too damn hot, steaming up my mind. It’s how she clings onto my hand and her moans, sharp and hungry like she’s been waiting for this, for me, for us.
Toward the end, I sit up and rub her pussy with my hand, meaning I can look down at her as she twitches and moans, as she stares up at me with those perfect soulful eyes.
“See?” I say with a smirk, shuddering as I step backward. “That’s all I wanted.”
She sits up, head tilted, her eyes looking slightly dazed like the orgasm has made her drunk. “What do you want, really?” she whispers.
I shudder. It’s like there’s an animal inside of me I’m trying to keep trapped because I know how wild it would be if I ever let it run loose. How much I’d own her sweet, round ass. How my dick would fill her tight, soaked slit as I owned her.