Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 79991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
She’s certainly wet enough to make it easy on her, the wet spot under her ass bringing me a measure of gladness as I move between her legs. I don’t want this to hurt her. She’ll hurt enough if and when she finds out this was all planned. And not even by me. I didn’t want to do this to her as much as my body craves her. It still doesn’t seem fair.
But neither does letting this pussy go unclaimed, and my dripping cock is so close to her pulsing hole. “I’ll take it slow at first,” I promise, and all she does in response is dig her nails into my ass and pull me closer. There’s no question of what she wants. She doesn’t even ask me about condoms. Good thing because I would have to make up an excuse if she did.
This is what he wants? This is what he’ll get. But I can’t pretend I won’t enjoy it.
I drag the swollen head of my cock through her folds, letting her sweet honey coat me. She’s so slick that I move against her with ease. I align myself with her entrance and gently spread her thighs farther, giving myself plenty of space. Staring into her eyes, I move forward, pressing the head against her entrance. I want this to be as painless as possible, even if I know it can’t be completely.
I thrust forward a smidge, and a whimper escapes her lips. If she’s afraid, she’s wearing a brave face at the moment.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I whisper, leaning forward to pepper her chest with kisses. I move deeper inside her, her cunt tightening to the point of pain. “Fuck, Elena, I’m going to need you to relax a little. You’re so tight. I’m afraid if I push inside you, I’ll tear you.”
I continue to kiss her, leaving a trail of wet kisses across her skin. They’re enough to distract her, causing her to melt in my hands. As soon as I realize I can move again, I decide to slide deep inside. I wanted to take things slow, make it so I wouldn’t hurt her as badly, but there is no easy way to claim someone’s virginity. Using the remaining shreds of my self-control, I start to move.
Her gaze widens in what I can only imagine is surprise and pain as I push through the thin barrier and fill her completely. Her nails dig into my shoulders deep enough I’m afraid they’ll draw blood. Her beautiful features fill with pain, and she winces as I move.
“Shhh, everything is going to be okay. It’ll take a little bit to adjust, but every time after this will be better.”
I never imagined it would be this difficult to rein myself in, though. To keep from pounding her the way my body wants so much for me to do. Instead, I take her gently. I’m already so close to coming that my balls lift in preparation before I’ve lost my breath.
“Fuck, you’re so tight and perfect!” I hiss through my teeth. “Tell me if I’m hurting you. My control is slipping, and I’m not sure how long I can hold on.”
“Mm,” she hums, and I respond by grinding a little on my next thrust, making her mouth fall open and her head roll from one side to the other.
I want to see her like this all the time, every day, for the rest of my life. How could I not?
“Keep doing that,” she whispers with hope in her voice, so I do, driving her closer to the edge just as I drive myself there, too. Until we’re both breathless and straining, and she’s clutching me with arms, legs, and the increasingly tight muscles of her pussy.
“You’re close,” I whisper, propping myself on my forearms and thrusting faster. There’s no helping it. “I can feel your little pussy quivering. Are you going to come for me?”
“Yes…” she whispers, clawing my shoulders. “Yes, I want you to come with me.”
“I will, but I need you to come first,” I growl, feeling the distinct flutter of her muscles. She’s there, and I need to feel her pulsing around me.
“Oh god!” she moans and explodes a second later. Her pussy clenches all around me, and it’s like heaven and hell colliding.
“Fucking shit!” I grit my teeth and strain and fight, but there’s no holding it; there’s no keeping it from rushing over me. That release, the relief of letting go.
She groans as I thrust harder and deeper, taking her a little rougher before filling her with the seed my grandfather is so interested in. Her pulsing muscles milk every drop as she rides out her orgasm, whimpering my name like a love song that grows softer until it’s nothing but a long, deep sigh.
By the time I’m finished and pull back, the mixture of my cum and her virgin blood run down her crack and stain her thighs. I can’t pretend the sight doesn’t reach some deep, primal part of me and bring me pleasure beyond anything physical. I can’t deny that part of myself any more than I can deny the guilt over her glowing face and the way she smiles. Like she’s happy this happened.