Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 160(@200wpm)___ 128(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 160(@200wpm)___ 128(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
I stay like that, buried to the hilt in her tight, perfect little pussy, letting her get used to the feel of me. She moans, and when she starts to move her hips, panting into my mouth, I know she’s ready.
… I know she’s ready to be truly taken.
I kiss her fiercely as I pull back, sliding my glistening, throbbing cock out from her eager little pussy before I push right back in. She moans, crying out and clinging to me as her legs tighten. I do it again, sliding out and then right back in, burying myself to the hilt as she squeals in pleasure.
“There we go,” I growl, sliding out and back in, making her gasp as she takes every inch of me. I thrust in harder, and she cries out as I bury myself to the hilt.
“Oh, fuck that’s so, so good,” she coos, panting and trembling as she lets her head fall back. I grunt, my hands sliding to her hips and her ass, yanking her against me as I start to thrust harder and move faster. My swollen cock stretches her little cunt around it, her pink lips clinging to me so eagerly as I plunge in and out of her.
My hips crash against her thighs, and her nipples drag over my chest like two little pink points as we rock together faster, and harder. Any semblance of control starts to shatter, and before I know it, I’m lost in it all. I start to move faster and more wantonly, fucking her harder as our bodies writhe together. I know nothing but her and the slick heavenly heat between her thighs. I hear nothing but her soft, sweet moans, urging me on.
I can feel her pussy clinging to me even tighter, rippling up and down my shaft as she moans fall in quick, panted little whimpers and squeals. I bury my face in her neck, biting and sucking at the tender skin there as I rut into her like a beast—like a man possessed. I fuck her hard against my desk, both of us panting and moaning as we crash together again and again.
I let one thumb drift down from her hip over her belly, and then lower, and when I start to roll it over her clit as I fuck her, Ana starts to come undone.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!”
Her aching, soft little cries fill the room, along with the vulgar and lewd sound of my big cock plunging into her slick, dripping wet pussy and my heavy, cum-swollen balls slapping her ass.
“Oliver—”
“You wanna come for me, baby girl? That it? You want to learn what it feels like to come all over a man’s cock? Give me that come, baby. Let me feel this sweet little teen pussy come all over my big fat cock.”
She explodes.
It’s sudden, and all-consuming, and when she does, it’s like a bomb going off. Ana cries out into my lips, clinging to me so tightly as her whole body goes rigid and then shudders and trembles in release. She moans wildly, kissing me feverishly as she comes over and over, flooding my cock with her honey as I groan into her neck.
7
Anastasia
I know it’s wrong. I know if someone were to find us like this, they’d ruin his career and put a scarlet letter on my back forever. But I can’t stop, because I just want more, even if he’s already given me so much.
Well, and taken. Like my virginity.
I blush crimson, and there’s this rushing sensation—like adrenaline, or Christmas morning, or a whole bunch of things—teasing its way through me. I’ve just given my virginity to Oliver Bard, and the thrill of that will never stop buzzing through me.
There’s a soreness between my legs, but it’s so good too. It’s so real. It’s like a reminder from him—like Oliver’s marked me as his. That and the hickies and bites on my neck I can feel even if I can’t see them. They’re all toe-curling and pulse-quickening little reminders of what we’ve done.
I blush as I kiss his chest, curled in his arms with my legs spread around his in his chair.
I wish he’d come inside of me.
He didn’t come at all, but I wish he had. And the naughtiness of wishing he’d come in me is this teasing little false burning inside of me. I want to feel him in me, as part of me, even when he’s not. I want to feel him filling me when we come together. I swallow heatedly, kissing his skin and letting my nails rake over his muscled, inked arms. I’m still wet, and when I grind my pussy against his thick, hard cock, I moan softly into his skin.
“Greedy girl,” Oliver purrs, his hand stroking my bare skin.
I blush deeper.
“I can’t help it.”