Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 114263 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 571(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114263 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 571(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
Then I notch myself at her center. She rolls forward at the same time I do, her pussy swallowing my crown.
“Oh, Cash.” Her eyes are on the place where our bodies are joined. “You feel so fucking good.”
I’m only an inch, maybe two, inside her, but her pussy’s viselike grip already has me gasping for air. Leaning in to kiss her mouth, I slowly sink the rest of the way inside her. “You’re perfect, honey.”
She makes a high, soft noise against my lips. Keeping my hand on her wrists, I lower my weight onto her, using the muscles in my core to hold myself up just enough not to crush her.
The feel of her nipples pressing into my chest sends my pulse into a tailspin. She’s so fucking soft everywhere. Soft, but unafraid to share that softness with me.
I lose it.
I draw back my hips and lift my head. Look Mollie in the eye and roll my hips forward, a hard, deep, unhurried stroke that has both of us gasping. My balls make a lewd slapping noise against her pussy as I bury myself to the hilt.
The heat of her swallowing me whole makes my blood riot. I pull back, slam forward. Mollie cries out, a cry I capture in a messy, wet kiss as I fuck her. Hard. Mercilessly. Stroke after stroke of gutting thrusts that have my stomach caving and my heart flying.
I want to fuck away her sadness. Her regret over what she did and didn’t do in the past.
Fuck her until she feels it too—the certainty that she’s not so much as looking at anyone else while she’s here.
Fuck her so well and so thoroughly that she stays.
I take my time, but I go deep, the headboard thumping against the wall in time to my movements.
Mollie is at my mercy with her hands bound, my body pinning hers to the mattress. But she still manages to move with me, her body rolling athletically in time to my strokes. She tilts her head and runs her tongue up my neck, making goose bumps break out on my arms and legs.
At the same time, I start to sweat. Heat creeps up my dick and gathers in my head.
No way Mollie ain’t coming first.
Breaking our kiss, I toss her leg over my shoulder. Shove aside her shirt and nip her shoulder as I fuck her at a new, deeper angle, her cries becoming yells.
I reach between us. Feel her pussy spread around my girth. I play with her clit, pressing my fingers against it while I increase the speed of my thrusts.
“Lemme feel it, cowgirl.” I roughly glide my fingers over her clit.
Her pussy flutters around my cock just as I’m leaning down to kiss her mouth. Our tongues work in a frenzied dance as I bring her closer. Her hips punch forward, pushing me so-fucking-close to the edge of my own orgasm.
Her legs are shaking.
“Now,” I growl. “Come now, Mollie. I feel you. Let go, honey. Let fucking go.”
Two wild heartbeats later, she does.
Her pussy clamps down on me. She moans my name. I shout, an explosion of stars racing down my spine at the feel of her pulsing around me. Bare. Raw. I can feel myself already leaking inside her as her leg falls off my shoulder.
Our fit is so tight when she’s coming, it’s almost painful. The pressure makes my head spin. She fights my grip on her wrists, arching against me. Her moaning takes on a pleading edge, her eyes squeezed shut.
Wrong that I take pride in making her come this hard?
I keep kissing her. Keep rocking into her as steadily as I’m able to. But I’m the one shaking now.
“Your turn,” she breathes against my lips. “Go, Cash. Please.”
She’s anything but polite outside the bedroom. But when I get her underneath me, she’s so desperate for more, she uses her manners to beg me for what she wants.
I feel like the desperate one, though, as I jerk my hips back and forth. Fucking her hard enough to make her tits bounce against my chest.
“You don’t want me to come inside you, speak now,” I manage, “or forever hold your peace.”
In reply, she nips at the corner of my mouth.
A searing, white-hot pressure gathers in my balls. It shoots up my dick, and I come in hard, hot spurts. The intensity of the release is unreal. I’m surprised I don’t bite off my own tongue as I grit my teeth and hang on to Mollie. My hips spasm. Heart crawls up the back of my throat and throbs there, eager for escape.
Mollie sighs into my mouth. I feel her lips pull into a smile against my own.
“You feel so good.” She lifts her legs to gently cradle my hips between them. “Cash, this feels so fucking good.”