Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 224(@200wpm)___ 179(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Slater looks at me, his eyes heating my skin all over again because it feels like a physical touch. I stare at him, taking all that is him—and there’s a lot of it—in. The man is a literal work of art. He’s beautiful. His dark skin looks like a sculpted masterpiece of defined muscle that makes my heart speed even faster in my chest. I lick my lips as I look at him, hungry to taste every single inch of him. My breath freezes in my chest as I focus on his thick cock. It’s jutting out toward me, the head wide, dark, and glossy. A pearl drop of cum shines brightly on his cock and for a minute I’m entranced. His skin is this beautiful brown with an almost red to golden hue that reminds me of the evening sun that peeks through the wooded area behind the old barn. I used to sneak away there to spend hours writing and just being myself. I thought it was beautiful and it always made me feel safe, like nothing it hurt me. Yet, the beauty I found there, pales in comparison of Slater. I watch as his hand grasps his erect cock, stroking it. I squirm on the bed, needing him inside me. I do wonder if I will be able to take all of him. His girth is almost scary, but his cock is long and intimidating. His thick erection slaps against my belly, dotting it with pre-cum, as he leans down to suck on one of my nipples into his mouth. I gasp as his fingers teases the other.
“Honey, please,” I hiss between my teeth, not sure what I’m asking for, but knowing he will understand.
I bite down on my lip my body trembling as he tortures my breasts, sucking and nibbling on one nipple while playing with the other—all before switching and making sure they get equal time. I lose myself in the hunger he’s stoking inside of me—so much so that I’m startled when his hands slap against my hips. My eyes open to find his hungry eyes on me.
“Time to switch things up,” he says. Before I have time to question him or even worry about what he’s saying, he flips my body over, turning me so that I’m lying on my stomach. “I’m going to enjoy feeling your ass grind against you while I’m feeding you my cock, baby.”
His words startle me. I’ve never done this. I’m a bundle of worry and anticipation as he helps me so that I’m on my hands and knees. I immediately fist the comforter as he adjusts my body, spacing my legs apart so that I’m in the exact position he wants me. I can feel the cool air of the room fan against my pussy.
“You’re fucking perfect, Marigold Lucas,” he praises.
I jump slightly as his hand moves over my ass cheek, his fingers pushing into the small ring of muscle there and sending wicked heat that threatens to consume me. The words to ask him if he is planning on taking me there are on my lips, but before I can question him, I feel his cock separating the lips of my pussy and rubbing against me. The friction against my clit is overwhelming my head goes down in pleasure as I push back against him and try to tighten my muscles against his cock. I bite down on my lip as I let out a low whine of hunger. I could come just like this. Just his thick, meaty cock sliding back and forth, using my pussy to stroke him.
“Need something, baby?” he asks, as his finger breaks through the tight ring of muscle at the opening of my ass.
I cry out as he leans down and bites my ass cheek. My legs shake with need as the pain explodes into pleasure. He slowly fucks me like this for a minute and I start to relax. This is good. So good. Then, he bites down on my cheek again. I know he’s scoring the skin there and I like it. I want him to mark me. Before I can beg him to do that, I feel his finger diving back into my ass again, but now there are two. He pushes them in, scissoring them to stretch me. It’s painful, but there’s also this hunger for more. I can’t breathe because of what he’s doing.
“Slater…” I whisper. “Please…”
I’m not exactly sure what I’m begging for, I just know as long as he’s the one giving it to me… I want it.
He doesn’t give me an answer—at least not with his voice. Instead, He lines his cock against my pussy and then thrusts home in one swift movement, burying himself completely inside of me.
I’m so wet that he goes in easily but the air in my chest lodges and I can’t do anything. I’m so full. His fingers buried deep in my ass, his cock filling me so tightly that I’m stretched to the point of pain. Thankfully, he holds still, and I can feel his fingers sifting through my hair, and then sliding down my back, petting me as he croons in my ear.