Total pages in book: 213
Estimated words: 201920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1010(@200wpm)___ 808(@250wpm)___ 673(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 201920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1010(@200wpm)___ 808(@250wpm)___ 673(@300wpm)
Another groan, another memory. My dick twitches and hardens with need. The last straw is when she throws her leg over my thigh and her bare pussy rubs against me.
“You doing that on purpose?” I ask her and the little minx smiles. Guess I’m not the only one who can’t sleep.
I push her onto her back and nuzzle her neck to wake her up.
“I want you,” I tell her and nip her ear. Her palms push weakly against my chest until I rock my hard dick against her pussy. My lips drop to the crook of her neck as I moan, “You’re so fucking wet.”
She mewls an incoherent response.
Getting on my knees, I try to push her onto her stomach, but she protests. “What if I want you like this?” she asks me. Her eyes are half-lidded, and her hair’s a messy halo scattered across the pillow.
She digs her heels into my ass as she spreads her thighs for me. “Just like this.”
My heart beats harder. “Just on top?” I tease her, letting my fingers trail up her thigh to the dip in her waist. The shiver that runs through her body makes me smile.
She gives me a simple nod and props herself up on her elbows so I can wrap my arms around her back. Nestling my hips against hers, I line up my dick and slide in gently.
“Nice and slow,” she says softly, sleep evident in her voice. Her head falls back the second I push inside of her.
I’m gentle at first, letting the bed rock with us in slow motions. It hits the wall every time. I thought we’d managed to put a hole in the drywall with the last round.
The smell of sex fills the air as I keep up a steady pace. I’m deliberately holding back. Forcing her to writhe under me and dig her heels into my ass harder.
She cries out a strangled plea for more. I can feel her cunt tighten, but she’ll never get off like this. Not for a while at least.
She’s breathless when she looks up at me. “Harder,” she begs me.
And I give her just what she wants, feeling her heart race against mine.
I lift her up on her side first, straddling her leg so I can push all the way into her without her hips hitting mine. The second I slide into her, still gentle with my thrust, her plump lips part with a gasp and she grips the comforter as she screams out.
“Dean!” she cries out my name as I slam into her again. A deep, rough noise is forced from me when I feel the head of my dick bump against her cervix.
Fuck yes.
I pound into her again and again, gripping onto her thigh with a bruising force to keep her right where I want her. Even as she tries to move away from me.
She pushes against me, struggling and writhing with the intensity of what I’m what doing to her. It’s almost too much. Her nails scratch at my chest and dig into my skin. Her face scrunches with a mixture of pain and pleasure, but I don’t hold back. Bending down, I kiss her jaw and she’s eager to meet my lips with hers. It’s hot and heavy and different. Different between us and electric.
I can feel she’s close from the way her pussy tightens and from the sweet sounds she’s making. I fucking love it. I love what I can do to her.
“Dean, fuck!” she yells out as her neck arches and her head digs into the pillow. I lean closer to her so I can bite down on her neck, sucking and nipping as I push her higher and higher. A small whimper is followed by a sibilant sound on her lips. I can hear the word stop on the tip of her tongue. It’s the smallest hint of this being too much for her, making me pull back slightly. Only slightly, and I keep up my pace.
My heart beats hard and fast, desperate for more but knowing she’s on the edge of it hurting her, of being too much. It’s for her. I can hardly breathe as I wait in that short moment where I know I’ve pushed too hard.
She doesn’t miss a beat though, completely oblivious to the fact that I’m taking it easy on her. She’s a tight fit and feels too damn good to stop.
The bed slams into the wall and her fingers cling to my shoulders, urging me on but still fighting me.
She pushes against me and writhes with the need to get away; it’s so fucking intense, but I don’t stop. I need more. More of this. More of her.
“Dean!” she screams out my name as her cunt spasms on my cock and her body goes rigid, paralyzed from pleasure.