Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 89985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
I tipped her back to the bed and swallowed all kinds of protest. Only, this time I didn’t linger at her lips. I kissed down her neck, sucked on her pulse, which I’d come to see as a rather erogenous zone for her, not that I was complaining. It would help me arouse her.
Slowly, I trailed my lips down her body, going toward her tits. Pushing them together, I marveled at the size. She had gorgeous, red-tipped nipples, not too small, not too big, but a delightful mouthful, which I took full advantage of.
She released a moan.
My dick was getting harder by the second, and we are both wanting to plunge, balls-deep inside her virgin cunt.
I was in control. I was the man, and I would make sure Niamh was as ready as she could be before I took her.
Sucking on each rounded nipple, I loved how she writhed under me. I took my time, allowing her to get accustomed to my touch. She was not used to kindness, of that I was sure. I didn’t even need to see the evidence of what her father had done to know she had suffered cruelty.
I fucking hated her father and if I ever encountered Finn Byrne, he was going to die. I looked forward to ending his existence, but it would not be a quick death. No, I intended to make it as slow and painful as possible. I couldn’t wait to do it.
Niamh would know freedom.
Unless of course she ended up with my baby, then she would always be my wife, and I’d never let her go.
Kissing down her body, I wanted to spend a lot more time on her tits, but I needed to have a taste of her pussy. She whimpered as I passed her belly button, and then I spread her legs. I pulled away, just enough to stare at her pretty, virginal cunt. I couldn’t stop thinking about the fact no other man had touched her. She was all mine.
I’d never been the kind of man to seek out a virgin. I was aware there was a market for them, but virginal women held no appeal for me. I’d always wanted a woman who knew what she was doing.
Niamh wasn’t just some random woman. She was going to be the mother of my children, which already put her in a completely different category.
She would be protected.
She belonged to me.
She was mine.
Running the tips of my fingers up her inner thigh, I moved closer toward her pussy. I felt how tense she was, but she’s not asking me to stop, which was a relief. If she needed me to stop, I would have done so.
I needed to put my sperm inside her. It was a driving force for me to take the lips of her sex and spread them open. This first time wasn’t going to be good for her.
To virgins, this was painful, so all I could do was hope for the best, which is what I did. I go toward her clit, focusing on her pleasured nub. Sliding my tongue back and forth across her clit, I circled the bud and created a small pace.
Niamh gasped and her wriggles increased beneath me. I put my hands on her inner thighs, because there were a few times she tried to close those thighs on my face.
“Please,” she said, whimpering.
I knew exactly what she wanted, and I didn’t play around. I focused on that little nub, sending her higher and higher, until there was nowhere else for her to go. I sent her over the edge, quite quickly, bringing her to an orgasm that had her screaming my name as it echoed around the room. It was a heady sound, my name, as my tongue rode that wave, sending her over the edge and keeping control of the subtle aftershocks as I did. I only brought her down when she could no longer stand any more of the pleasure I gave her.
I knew in that moment I would gladly lick her pussy all day long. But, I didn’t have all day. I didn’t even have all night.
Moving her up the bed, I followed her, crawling between her spread thighs. I’d already lost the towel, and now there was nothing between us. I was not going to wear a condom.
With both of my hands resting either side of her head, I stared into her brown eyes. I saw the headiness of her orgasm, but also her nerves.
“We don’t have to do this,” I said.
I was not a gentleman. I didn’t even consider myself a considerate man, and those words were like a nasty aftertaste on my tongue. They’re the last things I wanted to fucking say to her. I wanted this. I wanted to feel her tight cunt wrapped around my cock. In that moment, I wasn’t sure if this was because of Ivan’s orders, or the fact I really wanted to feel her.