Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20415 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20415 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
This close, I can see all the veins coursing through the thick shaft springing from the small tuft of black hair at the base of his perfect abs. The thick dark tip crowning it has my mouth watering even more than it was before. I feel utterly helpless before his raw and powerful sexuality, but at the same time, I’m completely inflamed by it. I may have little experience, but as he wraps his strong hand around the back of my head, I know what to do next.
I open my mouth like I’m supposed to and allow him to slide his sex into it, filling my cheeks with his girth. I’m suddenly even more ablaze as they stretch around his circumference. I’m careful of my teeth and am filled with a sense of immense pride as Ethan lets out a deep groan of pleasure.
“That’s it,” he says. “You’re a natural.”
I’m so eager to do everything right for him that I keep my eyes up and locked on his as I move up and down, gently guided by his hand as he shows me just how he likes it. I take as much as I can handle until my gag reflex kicks in. I think I’m doing quite well, but I know I’m going to work on it even more until I can get him all the way down my throat.
He groans again, and then he’s pulling out and twisting me around onto my stomach, pulling my pants off and tossing them aside.
I feel so small and vulnerable beneath him. It’s a feeling I’m not used to allowing myself to feel, and although it’s quite foreign to me, I actually love it. I glance back and up at him as he climbs on top of me, mounting me from behind. His hands seize my legs, and he enters me with a hard, plunging thrust like he’s trying to nail me to the bed.
“Christ. You really just feel incredible, you naughty little girl.” He drives into me roughly, not taking it slowly this time. I can feel his lust in his jackhammering thrusts that cause the bed to shake as his strong thighs slap against my bottom, causing the pleasure to build and build within my core.
This doesn’t seem possible, to bond like this, to let a man in like I never have before and not feel like it’s some kind of surrender in a bad way. I don’t know how I know it, but I know in my heart that this is something real from Ethan, and I’m not afraid.
The friction from his thick, swollen inches inside of me drives me toward a climax I can already feel building deep within. It’s like we were built for each other, and his manhood is a perfect puzzle piece meant to fit perfectly inside me.
“You’re so wet,” he growls, pressing his weight down on top of me. “You make me so goddamn hard. You feel it, don’t you?”
All I can do is nod and make some kind of sound of affirmation as he hammers away at me and my climax rushes down on me. His muscles are so strong, so masculine. His breath tickles my ear as he leans closer. I buck back against him, frantic with my movements, gasping as my orgasm hits me like the blow from a boxer.
I cry out into the bed, but then I feel Ethan’s hands clasp my hips tightly and his cock flex inside me. A jet of heat sprays inside me, and I realize he’s coming too.
“Fuck, I can’t take it,” he growls as he unleashes a torrent of his seed. My body quivers. He lays his down on top of me, his inches buried deep inside as we share our mutual ecstasy. He didn’t even ask me if he could finish inside of me, and while I know I should be upset by that, I’m actually turned on by it.
What is this man doing to me? He’s literally changing the way I think about men as the days go by.
No, that’s not right. He’s changing the way I think about this man. Him and only him.
7
Ethan
I am a man slowly losing his mind. As I stand by the truck, helping the boys unload a fresh delivery of mulch, I watch Mya over by the greenhouse talking to a customer about tulip bulbs, and I settle into the acceptance of the fact that I am absolutely, without a doubt, falling in love with her.
I was trying to deny it for a while; I’m not sure why. Maybe I thought that seeing as I’m her boss and she’s my employee, Mya and I could have one of those purely physical relationships, and neither of us would get hurt. Maybe I thought that we could take it more slowly than they were going and it would give both of us time to come to terms with things.