Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 58600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 293(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 293(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
But first, I need to feel her come, the tremor in her body, the flutter of her virgin walls.
She squeezes her thick thighs around my face, making the most delicious prison a man could wish for. She traps me against her sex as I make my tongue firm and slide it into her, showering her clit with attention at the same time.
“Yes, yes,” she gasps. “Oh, fuck, yes, Alex, Alex…”
“Come for me,” I growl, my voice muffled by her thighs. “Come all over my face. I need to taste you. I’m. The. Only. Fucking. One.”
I swap my hand and my mouth again, licking her clit fast, my tongue flickering as her moans become more intense. My finger makes gorgeous wet noises as I slip it in and out of her, owning her pussy, owning her perfection.
Finally, she squeezes her legs even tighter around my head. She strokes both hands over my scalp, gasping as she claws at me. Her pussy gushes with wetness, her hole pulsing around my finger as if ready for my rock-hard pole.
I stand up, looking down at her naked body, my cock aching.
She sits up, breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly, making her tits sway. A dreamy, confident smile spreads across her lips when she sees me staring. She pushes her breasts together, pouting at me, one eyebrow raised.
“Like what you see, huh?”
“Like is a goddamn understatement.”
“You’d better show me your…”
I tear down my shorts and my underwear, my cock springing free, a line of precome flinging from the head and landing on her breast. She moans and rubs it over her skin, making me wild and threatening my control. I have to remind myself she’s a virgin, so I don’t flip her over and spank her creamy ass as I grind myself inside of her.
“You’re ready,” I groan.
“Uh uh,” she murmurs, her eyes glimmering like she’s nervous. But then she visibly pushes past the nerves. “Don’t you need to be wet?”
I groan when she wraps her hand around my dick, stroking her hand from my tip to my base, spreading the precome so that my entire length shines with it.
“You’re so big,” she whispers.
“I’ll take it slow, my perfect poet,” I say, my voice husky, the hunger inside me telling me to do the opposite.
Ravage her. Possess her. Take her. Hard.
She must be able to read my thoughts on my face. She slides her hand down her body, pawing at her slick core, her eyebrow raised in that sassy-as-fuck way. “Maybe I don’t want you to take it slow. Maybe I want you to let all that hunger out.”
She laughs in delight when I throw myself at her, falling back on the bed. I kiss her neck, biting down, reaching with my other hand to grab my dick and guide the tip to her entrance.
When my bulging head kisses her entrance, she gasps, her walls widening around me. She grips my back, sinking her nails in, staring with a mixture of desire and shock.
“Had a change of heart?”
“Oh, Alex…” She bites her lip, nodding. “Maybe slow at first.”
I arch my back, gently grinding my girth into her. She opens her legs wider, her eyelids fluttering the deeper I get. Her pussy is so fucking tight, and I almost lose control, almost give in to the hunger that tells me to thrust savagely all the way in.
She tilts her hips, arching her back, pushing down toward me as I get deeper and deeper inside of her.
“We can’t… pretend… anymore,” she moans, leaning up to kiss my neck.
“I could never pretend,” I groan, her tightness squeezing onto me, her perfection driving me to obsession in a way nobody else ever will. “The second I saw you, Tori, I knew you were the one. I knew.”
“I know now,” she gasps. “Don’t be mad that it took me a while…”
“The only thing that could make me mad is if your tight, horny hole doesn’t cream for me again.”
Her head falls back when I grind all the way inside of her, her walls tightly clutching the base of my cock. I watch her, captivated. A bomb could go off outside the house, and I wouldn’t be able to look away.
Slowly, a smile spreads across her face. In time with the curve of her lips, her pussy relaxes, pleasure flowing through her. It’s like she’s massaging my length.
She meets my eyes, her confidence returning. “I want it,” she moans. “I want you.”
I slip out of her slowly, then grind in just a little faster. Her body vibrates when I collide with her, her breasts dancing for me, her fullness swaying.
She drags her nails down my chest. “Faster,” she moans. “Harder.”
“Don’t tempt me,” I snarl. “You’ve got no idea how badly I want to watch your body shake for me, your tits bounce.”