Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 100553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
She held her breath as she took it, most of my dick in her mouth, her eyes dripping with tears.
My thumb kept moving, but I wasn’t aware of my movements anymore, just the incredible sensation in my groin. It was the kind that lasted forever, that was deep like a cavern, powerful like the waves of an incoming tide. So. Fucking. Good.
She swallowed it all.
“Attagirl…” My hand withdrew, and that was when I felt the moisture all over my fingertips.
She sat back on her heels, the line of spit stretching until it broke apart with enough distance. She wiped her mouth with her wrist, her eyes so wet it looked as if she’d been crying at a funeral pyre. They glistened with more tears, and she blinked them away so they wouldn’t fall.
Fuck.
I threw her on her back and blanketed her body with mine. My dick was still rock hard with another load to give, and I was ready to give it to her. Her nipples were pointed straight to the ceiling, straight to my chest, but I resisted the urge to kiss them because that wasn’t what she wanted right now.
She wanted the cock she’d just sucked off.
Her thighs opened to me, and she pulled me on top of her, a tear escaping from one eye and rolling to my pillow.
One of my arms pinned her knee back, and I slid inside, our wet bodies coming together much easier than last time, like my previous penetration had a lasting impression. I sank deep, as deep as her body would allow me, and I felt my cock give a slight twitch because her pussy was as warm, wet, and tight as last time.
She gave a loud gasp when she took me, my size still a surprise the second time around. The nails of one hand anchored into my back, while her other hand planted against my chest, right over my right pec.
My hips thrust at the same pace as last time we were together, lingering inside her just long enough to stretch her before I pulled out and gave another thrust, another pound into the mattress, another rock that made her tits shake.
“Yes…” Her hand moved into the back of my short hair, her fingers fisting it like a lifeline. Her wet eyes were on my mouth, her own lips parted enough to show her little teeth, her tongue pressed between them.
When her hand gripped my ass and she tugged me inside her like last time, I knew she was close, on the precipice of the same climax I’d just had. She tugged harder and harder, guiding my hips exactly as she wanted, taking more of my dick than she could handle and giving a slight wince every time she did.
And then she came, nails like claws, tears like raindrops, moans like screams.
My dick was so fucking hard.
She buried her face in my neck as she rode the high, still tugging on my ass.
I pushed her back down to the mattress so I could look at her, so I could watch every detail of her features, the way her eyes looked different in that moment, as if we weren’t enemies, but something more.
Her eyes closed for a brief moment, and the final tears cascaded down her cheeks. “No…”
My thrusts continued, wanting her pussy to be as full as her mouth.
“Do it again.” Her hand cupped my cheek, and she brought our lips together for a heated kiss, a mixture of her tears, our tongues, and my seed.
The two-for-one special wasn’t just for anyone. It wasn’t for the whores I paid to pleasure me. It wasn’t for the women I met in alleyways. But now, it became an expectation. She knew what I could do—and she wanted it every time.
I pulled out of her and forced her flat on her stomach. With her hips right against the mattress and her thighs together, I slipped back inside, and it was so much tighter than it had been before. I pounded into her hard, going as fast as I could, her ass cushioning my hips as our skin clapped together.
She moaned into the pillow as her hands reached behind her to grab me.
My hand locked her wrists together, and I pinned them in place as I kept going, my back coated with sweat, my breathing haywire.
Her sex ground against the bed every time I thrust into her, and it didn’t take long for her to buck as her body convulsed with pleasure, for her screams to fill my cabin once again.
I sank my hips against her ass and filled her with a moan, my cock thickening with the release. My fingers tightened on the sheets beneath us, and my ass gave a firm clench as I pumped everything into her tightness. “Fuck.”
The pleasure was potent and long-lasting the second time as if there hadn’t been a first. I looked down at her ass beneath me, her slender back with small muscles visible under the skin, her dark hair all over the place.