Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27420 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27420 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Since then, I’ve been trying to draw shit out of her about her life at home, but up until this point, she’s been very close-mouthed. Because I’d taken her that first time on a Sunday, all of our encounters have been after school in the evening when I picked her up and brought her back here with me.
Now the weekend was upon us, and I wasn’t planning on staying away from her for two whole days like some teenager who needed his parents’ permission. “Let’s go take a shower.” She looked at the clock before looking back at me. Today she’d been here longer than the last few days and could see she was a bit wary.
She’s been telling her sister that she was going to the library after school, something else I didn’t agree with, but I was trying to give her the respect of letting her handle shit on her own. If that gets in the way of my being able to see her, though, that shit might die a quick death.
I took her into the bathroom and started the shower before leading her into the stall. I had all intentions of cleaning her up, but once I started running the soapy washcloth between her legs, my mind went to other things.
Before you know it, I was at her again. It started out with a kiss, innocent enough, but this kiss happened to be coupled with my hands moving the washcloth back and forth over her pussy. Before long, the cloth was gone, dropped somewhere on the floor, and with my luck was on its way to stop up the drain, which I gave less than a fuck about at this point.
When my bare hand touched her warm wet cunt as my tongue played hide and go seek in her mouth, that’s all it took for my cock to be on the rise again. “Hop up here.” I helped her up, and she wrapped her legs around my hips as my dick went on another search and destroy mission.
As usual, I had to work my cock for a good five minutes until her tight folds opened up enough to let me in, all the while looking down between us ta hi progress. I like the way she grabs at me as soon as she gets a taste of my cock, the way she comes alive in my arms, unlike any other time.
I smiled at her as I pulled her down on my cock, another first for me, the fuck am I smiling about? Fucking is a serious matter. But with her, I can’t seem to help that shit; it comes from my heart. I pushed her hair out of the way and stared at her neck.
For the past week, I’ve left my mark on her somewhere each time we fucked; today hadn’t been any different. But these marks are usually on her tits or her ass, even her inner thigh, places that no one else will ever see, at least they better fucking not.
But some perverse fuck that lives inside of me and rears his crazy fuck head at the worst of times decided he’d had enough of that shit. She tensed up when I put my teeth to her neck because she knew what I was about to do to her.
I don’t know how her sister or anyone else can buy the story that she’s been going to the library when she walks bow-legged each time she leaves my bed, but that’s the story we’ve been selling all week.
If I mark her now, the gig will be up, and I know she’s terrified of that happening. “Let me!” Fuck if I’ma let my woman deny me because of that hump. The rational part of me, the part that wants to protect her at all cost, told me to chill, to pull the fuck back, but that little imp fuck told him to fuck off somewhere.
So I did and was glad for it. Her pussy does amazing things to my cock when I mark her, but the added element of fear made that shit go into overdrive. “Shit, let go!” Her snatch had a death grip on my cockmeat as she came again, cutting off my circulation for a hot minute until I took my teeth from her neck.
I licked the spot to ease the sting and started pile driving my cock into her again now that he had the freedom to move. Her little arms and legs were fighting to hold on, so I leaned her back against the wall and proceeded to fuck the ever-living shit out of her.
Her screams echoed around the marble shower stall as I pounded into her, chasing orgasm number five or six, who the fuck knows. Sometimes I pull out long enough to cum on her stomach before putting my cock back in her again, so I count that shit as one.