Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26554 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26554 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“Bronco,” she moans, digging her fingers into the sheets.
Deciding that I need to see just how tight she is, I slide two fingers inside her cunt. I’m not disappointed when she squeezes them, her pussy begging to be filled.
“Damn, sweet thing, I’ll hardly be able to get the tip in.” I lick over her clit, and she moans. “Look at how good you’re doing.”
“It’s so full.”
I shake my head and smile. “Just you wait. There won’t be an inch that I don’t own.”
She rocks her hips forward and pushes her pussy toward my mouth. My innocent girl is already begging for it, and I can’t say no.
As I slide my fingers in and out, I suck on her pussy lips one at a time and then roll my tongue over her clit. She cries out, arching her back, and I have to hump the bed to get some relief. When she cums, I pull my fingers out of her and replace them with my tongue. I want to eat her orgasm and feel her clenching for my cock. I’m so fucking hard that I’m smearing cum all over the bed as it leaks from me.
When I’m sure the last of her orgasm is finished, I climb up her body and move my cock between her legs. Her pussy lips are so fucking soft as I swipe the swollen head of my cock between them. Her hips jerk when I rub cum over her clit and then do it again. She’s so fucking wet that I can’t help but dip my cock into her opening just a tiny bit, enough to wet the head. Then I get greedy and keep it there while I jack my hard length off. I don’t know what’s come over me, but I’m possessive as fuck right now, and I need to do this. I’ve got to put my cum on her and in her, and this is the only way.
“More,” she moans, placing her hands on my chest.
I look into her eyes as I start to cum, and I clench my jaw tight as waves of pleasure shoot out of my thick shaft and into her. Her breath catches, and she must feel the hot release inside her. That’s when I watch as she cums again just from this dirty tease, and I fall on her like an animal.
I’m kissing her with the taste of her pussy still on my mouth and the head of my cock inside her. It’s not everything I want, but it’s enough to take the edge off.
“Now go to sleep,” I say against her lips before I kiss her again. “I’ll take care of you, sweet thing. You don’t have to worry about anything ever again.”
Chapter Seven
Tracy
Cozy is the first thing that comes to mind as I start to wake up. I’m wrapped in warmth, and I never want to move again. I try to fight the need to get up, but I know there’s so much to be done. All I want to do is stay right here a bit longer. My alarm isn’t going off, and my whole body is more relaxed than I can ever recall before now. When did my mattress turn into a fluffy cloud with sheets of pure softness?
I almost fall back under as a rich, earthy smell fills my lungs. One that will forever be branded in my lungs. That’s when everything from the night before comes flooding back. I remember that someone once told me that lack of sleep can actually make you feel drunk and a bit out of it. That has to be what happened last night. It’s the only thing I can reason after everything from the night before plays through my mind.
When I open my eyes, I stare up at a white vaulted ceiling with pretty crown molding. Obviously, this is not my trailer. I jolt up from the bed and glance around the dimly lit room. The only light that peeks in comes from under the heavy curtains that keep the sun out the best they can. What is this place? It can't be a hotel, but I didn’t think when Bronco carried me out of my trailer in my orgasm-induced coma we’d gone too far. Whose home is this?
My eyes dart to the other side of the bed, and I see an outline of where Bronco slept. He was pressed right up against me as he held me in his arms. I remember he whispered something to me, something about taking care of me? It’s all so fuzzy now.
I pull the sheets back to glance between my thighs, and I see I’m still a wet mess from my orgasms. I put my hands over my face as I recall Bronco going to town on me down there. You’d think the man had been starved with the way he ate me.