Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24138 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24138 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 121(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
“But why not let me decide that?” I ask her bitterly. We just stare at each other for a moment. Then Fiona starts walking over to me, but I stop her.
“Look, this is just all a bit much. I need time to think,” I say. She nods sadly, understanding. I start walking to the door.
“I’m sorry, Dylan,” she whispers behind me, and I stop with my hand on the door, frozen to the spot for a moment. I almost look up at her, but because I don’t know what to do, how to feel, or where to go with all this, I don’t. I unfreeze, open the door, and walk out. And although I don’t know it then, I’m making the biggest mistake of my life.
11
Fiona
I’m standing by the window of his penthouse, letting the evening breeze play with my hair and caress my naked body. I shiver and I’m about to turn back inside to get my lace dressing gown for at least a little protection, but Dylan’s tall, broad frame presses gently into mine from behind, strong arms enveloping me. I smile as I feel his naked skin on mine, his pubic hair against the top of my buttocks, and his enormous cock hanging softly against my butt crack. I’m not cold anymore. He kisses the top of my head and I close my eyes as he cups my huge tits with his hands and runs his cheek down mine to kiss my shoulder.
His cock no longer lies softly against my bottom, but is starting to harden again, even though we only just had sex. I tilt my pelvis back to press my buttocks against him, and he instantly grinds his cock against my ass, hardening even more. He groans and pulls me closer to him, lifting my chin up to face him and he puts his lips on mine, kissing me gently at first, then suddenly roughly, making my pussy tingle. He turns me around and bends down slightly to cup his hands around my big ass, lifting me up as if I weigh nothing. I put my arms around his neck and as he carries me back over to the bed, I smile down at him and see him grinning back up at me, lust in his piercingly blue eyes. I can feel his cock, now fully erect, pressing up against my pussy as he carries me, and I moan at the thought of it entering me.
I don’t have to wait long. He lays me on the bed and pushes my thighs open with one hand, and supports his weight next to me on the other. And kissing me deeply, his tongue running along mine, I feel him sheath himself in me with one strong, forceful push. I gasp against his open mouth as his enormous cock pushes through the tightness of my pussy, still wet from our last session, and already drenched again from this one. He leans lovingly over me and groans in my ear. “I had to have you again. The way you were standing there, you looked so beautiful, Fiona,” he whispers as moves slow and strong inside me.
“You can have me whenever you want,” I manage through my pleasure. “I’m yours.” Dylan fucks me deeper now, pressing his pubic bone into my clit as his balls nudge my ass cheeks, running the length of his hardness along my G-spot in strong movements, faster and faster. “Forever?” he growls into my neck and bites me, the sensation adding the building fire in my pussy. I grip him to make him fuck me faster and harder, moaning as I lift my legs up around his grinding hips to give him better access. “Yes, Dylan, forever,” I moan.
He raises himself up on his elbows to look in my eyes as he continues to impale me over and over on his enormous cock, his mouth slightly open as he nears orgasm. His cock presses into my G-spot at the perfect angle. I’d been looking back at him, but my eyes roll back in my head in pleasure now as he fucks me closer to my finish, tits swaying with the motion.
“Look at me, Fiona,” he says forcefully through, and I can’t help but obey.
I force my eyes open and meet his gaze - but there’s more than just lust there. He’s bearing down on me as he continues to fuck me deeper and deeper, harder and harder, bringing us both to the edge.
“Oh, Dylan, don’t stop!” I moan, grasping at him as I can feel my pussy clench tighter around his thrusting cock.
“Fiona,” he growls, looking into my eyes, breathing heavily, moaning, forcing me to continue looking back at him. “Fiona, will you marry me?” he groans, and fucks me harder, pushing his pulsing cock so deep inside me that I feel my pussy cream and clench as my orgasm rips through me.