Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 49189 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49189 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 197(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Placing her on the bed, her legs hang off the edge, and I hastily tear off my clothes, stepping out of my jeans. My cock is so hard, so ready, and I can feel a slick of my precome on my belly. Feel it sizzling from the heat of my length as it runs down my shaft.
Her eyes are fluttering, and I can already see her tight little valley quivering, waiting to be filled.
Her gaze widens suddenly, focusing on all of me. My entire body is pumped and primed to give her what she needs.
“Michael…,” she whispers, clawing up at the air in front of her. Sliding her hands around my neck as I move over her. Sliding us both back onto the huge four-poster bed.
Her hands rake my back and shoulders, making me growl again, her legs tight around my waist.
“I want all of you,” she rasps, those baby blues rolling back as she tries to focus on mine.
She’s the perfect fit, alright. Her thick thighs, perfect ass by the handful, and a chest I could live on for a week.
“Mine,” I growl again, feeling her tense just a little as I guide the swollen head of my member gently inside her already creaming valley.
Her hips pivot up, and with her eyes focused on mine, I take my time to let her feel me from the inside. Take my time to etch this moment in my mind. Without having to say the words, I ask her if she’s ready with my eyes.
If she’s really ready.
Her head hammers, and her legs pull me closer, pressing us together – skin on skin for the very first time.
Making only a tiny wince as we both feel her never needing to use or even think the word virgin ever again, I slide deeper inside her.
She kisses me greedily, biting my lip and only making me flex harder inside her.
The iron taste of my blood on her lips, her core already convulsing on my cock as we become one.
A blood pact we silently make. A little on my lips, maybe a little on hers and the sheets too.
She’s mine. My god, she’s all mine.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Vanessa
Seeing how Michael really lives, how different he likes things compared to what I might have imagined, I’ve never wanted anything as much as him claiming me.
It’s nothing but sheer need, animal desire once I finally see his gorgeous cock freed from those jeans he fills so well.
The same cock I want deep inside me. Needing it, and right now.
Michael knows, and forgetting anything and everything else I’ve been trying to tell myself, I just know that now is my time. He’s as patient as my arousal allows, with his own running a very hot and close second, but it’s not a contest.
We both want this, and like every other time he kisses or touches me, I forget about everything except him as he lifts me up.
Carrying me over to his bed, which I know already is gonna be our bed from now on, the feeling of fresh designer sheets underneath me is nothing compared to his touch.
I want his whole body heavy on mine, and I don’t care how big he is.
And I want that fat dick of his inside me, all of it. Filling me balls deep until I can show him I’m no one-trick pony.
The way he makes me come so hard and so much isn’t just because I’ve never done anything like this.
And I’m glad I’ve never done it before because Michael’s the only man who’ll ever touch me from now on.
He’s the only man who’ll see me the way I see him right now.
His rippling, muscular frame is taught and tense. His thick organ flexes as if it has a mind of its own, in the same way, I feel my core clench and relax, wetter than I’ve ever thought possible as it readies itself for him.
All of him.
It’s hard to focus at first, but once his thick, stiff manhood is smooth up against my twitching pussy, I grip him hard when he’s in me.
He guides himself slowly until I feel it gone.
The one part of me that’s kept me a virgin.
The twenty-year-old, overqualified nobody just became somebody.
A woman. And this woman has her man, and he has me, for keeps.
It feels like I’m already coming a small river, but it’s just my juices finally flowing the way nature intended.
The feeling of Michael inside me compared to his mouth on me?
It’s apples and oranges, but right now, it’s the most intense feeling I’ve had, ever. And when he somehow knows to lay his entire body flat on mine, his cock reaching parts of me I never knew existed, we both groan and gasp with more than just relief.
It really does feel like coming home, and not just to his house.