Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 76347 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76347 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 305(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
“Sorry,” she whispers. “Mosquito.” We both freeze, and I realize how comical this probably looks. Also? My bare bottom is probably a heck of a target if those little bloodsuckers are out. She rubs at her cheek. “Please continue,” she says with a smile. “Before the mosquito that I just smacked has friends that are out for blood. Our blood.”
“I was just thinking the same thing.”
“I’m sorry. This is…I thought it would be super sexy and all with the moonlight and hotness, and you can sex me into the dirt, and it’s kind of…uh….”
“Did you really just say sex me into the dirt?” My balls just about detonate like they’re two overripe grapefruits being handled a little too aggressively. Don’t ask me how one should handle grapefruits. I really don’t know.
“Gah!” Victoria reaches up, grasps my face, and tugs me down to hers.
Just like that, we’re done talking. Her legs wrap around my waist, and I’m about to rock both of our worlds. At least, I hope I can rock hers since she’s already more than rocked mine. I use my hands to grasp her bottom and lift her, so she’s not on the dirt, burrs, sticks, flowers, or grass anymore. She’s tucked tight against me, and my god, she feels so good already with her legs wrapped around me, her body pressed close, skin to skin.
Her tongue is doing wondrous things to my tongue, and her mouth on mine is going to make my brain scramble before I can get it together enough to do this. Her hips slam into mine again, and it’s official. My brain has completely and entirely checked out. My cock is letting me know, in no uncertain terms, that he wants to be in her ASAP. I tell my brain to make that a reality. Okay, so I tell my hands and hips, and maybe the message gets relayed to my dick that it’s kind of responsible for its own destiny right now. Still, there’s a lot of fumbling, and I just can’t quite get there. It’s dark, my hands feel like wooden blocks, and my dick is so hard that it would be good for a caveman-style club at the moment but not actually for dicking, apparently.
“Here.” Victoria shifts under me, then her hand closes around my cock, and I jerk hard in her grasp, hissing under my breath. God, her hand is literally freaking heaven. It’s hand heaven. She guides me to her entrance, and with a pump of my hips, I get the job done. Okay, it just means I slide in an inch. Then, I have to pause, collect myself, get my shit together, and send a few thousand more mental notes to my balls to stay in line before I can slide in another inch.
“Oh my god,” Victoria hisses. “It kind of hurts, but it feels really good too.”
Oh my god, I hiss inwardly. Hearing things like that makes my entire package hurt but also feel way too good too.
Victoria’s hands rake over my chest, and she sighs. “You’re the sexiest beast…shit…man god…um…person I’ve ever seen. Were you sculpted from clay and fired in some kind of potter’s oven at birth?”
“No, it was actually a baker’s oven.”
Her fingers trace the ridges of my abs and sweep up. One grazes my nipple, and I gasp and curl into her touch. She does it again, more tentatively, circling my nipple until flames of pleasure zing straight to my balls from said pleasure button.
“Oh,” she whispers, awed. “I didn’t know male nipples were a thing.”
“My nipples are a thing right now.”
I tuck my hands under the curl of Victoria’s bottom again and raise her up to me before I slowly ease all the way in. She whimpers, and I groan, and then we both just pause. I can hear crickets in the background. Yes, real crickets chirping away since it’s so quiet.
“This is nice,” she whispers in my ear. “I’m good.”
“I want to take my time and learn every single inch of your body,” I groan.
“Okay,” she purrs as her hands rake through my hair. “I’d kind of like to do the same to you too.” Her hands fall to my shoulders before she rubs them over my arms, then back up my chest before curling up so she can reach my back. Kind of. Her hand lands on my hip, and she grunts because she can’t reach it, but then her leg shifts over my ass a few more inches, and her foot strokes my cheek. Yes, her foot. And yes, that is also sexy as hell because she digs her toes in, cants her hips up, and wriggles against me.
Every move she makes is basically a wonderful ride of wondrous proportions. Her hands and hips are wonderful things, and her pussy, which is so tight and snug around my dick that even with the condom on, it’s taking all my effort not to turn this into a one-thrust-and-done kind of a ride, is like absolute heaven.