Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56365 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56365 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
“You said that before.”
“Because it’s true.”
She digs her fingernails into my shoulders. “Just here. Just this room. Don’t make any promises.”
“I promise to choose you,” I growl.
“If that means sacrificing the Family, then it means expulsion, right?”
“You heard what I said. I promise, Elena.”
I wrap my hand around my base and guide my sensitive tip to her silken threshold, shifting back and forth, feeling her folds move aside for me, like there’s something primal and hungry in her, eager for me to go all the way, eager for me to take her hard and claim her.
“Stop teasing me,” she gasps. “Oh, Dario …”
My head clouds as I push into her, her heat clinging to me tighter than I ever could’ve imagined. She digs her nails into me even more firmly, letting me track the course of her passion and pleasure through the tightness in her hands.
I arch my back, pushing forward with my hips, inch after inch disappearing into her virgin slit. She blinks rapidly, staring at me with awe and fascination.
“You’re so big,” she moans, “but it … feels … so… good.”
“You feel perfect,” I growl. “So. Fucking. Perfect.”
I almost roar when I sink all the way into her, her entrance clutching eagerly to my base.
“You’re so deep,” she whispers shakily. “Like we’re …”
“Don’t get shy with me now.”
“Fused,” she gasps. “Oh, Dario, make love to me.”
I slide out of her, feeling her fingernails grip even tighter like she’s going to pull me back in. When I thrust forward again, she moans and shifts against me, guiding her, inviting her heat down my fiery stiffness. We sink into a rhythm like two actors bouncing off each other, but there’s nothing fake here, neither staged nor scam-like. This is the realest thing we’ve ever shared.
When she bucks her hips, I almost lose it for a moment, my offering streaming to the greedy end of my dick and building like a flow of need. I take a breath and keep thrusting into her, captivated by the pleasure dancing across her gorgeous face, by how her tits bounce, her nipple still wet from where I was sucking her.
I can’t help myself. Holding myself up with one arm, I reach down and caress her plump, curvy breasts, indulgently burying my hand in her fullness as I fuck her faster, harder. I drill her young inexperienced body with my cock, her slick opening making wet noises that add to the ecstasy.
“Keep going,” she whimpers.
“Did you think I was going to stop?”
Sassiness makes her raise her eyebrows, her lip twitching into a smile. “Smartass.”
“I can feel your virgin pussy getting close. I can feel you throbbing for me. I can feel you wanting to spill more wetness all over my dick. I can feel you, Elena. All. Of. You.”
I pound into her body, making the mattress whine with each thrust, bringing our future closer to the present with each movement of pure, unbridled lust. Maybe she doesn’t want me to promise and thinks I’m not serious, but I know now that I am. I’ve never been more confident about anything.
“You’re fucking creaming up for me,” I groan.
“It sounds so hot,” she moans with that same tempting fascination.
“You’re right … Oh, fuck, look at you. You’re not acting now.”
“Nuh-nuh-no …”
She bites down, her cheeks turning entirely red as she wraps her hands around my neck and pulls me in for a hot kiss. But the explosion of her release is too overwhelming for us to maintain a kiss. Instead, she opens her mouth, moaning right into my mouth, like she’s desperate for me to share this moment with her.
Her entrance pulses around the base of my dick, caressing my deepest desire, sending liquid heat vibrating through my rod. It’s almost getting too much to handle; my head is a haze of Elena, my soul a song of Elena.
As her orgasm passes, she’s able to kiss me, pushing her lips hungrily against mine. Our tongues somehow find each other in the chaos of our shifting bodies, our nakedness slick with need as we shift faster, more eagerly, my balls feeling like they could erupt any second.
“What do you want?” she moans between kisses.
“I’ve got what I want.”
“No.” She pants. “Your wildest fantasy. Something that will make you explode. Like you made me explode.”
“Fuck. Are you sure?”
“I’m certain,” she replies.
She laughs most adorably when I slip out of her and grab her hips. Flipping her over, I stare in awe down at her ass. She climbs to all fours, looking at me over her shoulder as I move my trembling hand over her soft, plump ass.
“Are you just going to look at me?” she says sassily with her eyebrows quirked.
“I’m going to explode inside your tight body the second I grind into you.”
“Good,” she says. “I want to feel wanted. Needed.”