Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88716 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88716 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Having his cum spurt up inside me was the greatest reward I could have ever wished for. I loved the feel of it. The depth of it. The way he grunted and cursed and filled me up.
I felt so alive again as he caught his breath and I caught mine. Totally reeling with adrenaline.
“Look at yourself in that mirror,” he said, and I glanced over my shoulder.
I looked amazing there, straddling such an amazing man. My cheeks were flushed and my eyes were wide, and I was still frantic with the breathing, but it was such a picture.
The greatest picture I’d ever seen.
I wasn’t expecting it when he took my wrists and tugged me down on top of him.
He’d wrapped me in his arms in a flash, holding tight while he placed a kiss on my forehead and manoeuvred us under the bedcovers.
The daylight was a hint in the window when he’d switched off the bedroom light, and I loved the sight of him next to me. The shadows of his face so divine.
“Get some sleep now, little one,” he said. “You’ll need to be fresh for the morning.”
Chapter Eighteen
Miles
It was bliss to open my eyes in the morning light and find her dainty little fingers gripped tight around my cock.
My hips were already moving, half in dream state, seeking more, and there she was ready to give it. My sweet little princess with those big blue eyes, so nervous and so fucking naughty both at once.
She didn’t say a word, just kept me in her stare, lips slightly parted as she concentrated on working my dick.
The girl was indeed a siren. A little minx with an appetite. A dirty little slut who was already craving so much fucking more in that sore little slit of hers.
“Hungry for another go?” I asked, and my tone was barely more than a whisper.
Her smile was angelic. Fucking divine.
“Then get on your fucking front and show me that ass,” I said, and rolled up onto my side.
I helped her on her way, pressing her face nice and hard into the pillows underneath, and her pale little ass came up at me so naturally, so keen for so much.
She let out a yelp as I landed a hearty slap on that beautifully pert backside.
“Naughty girls get a good spanking,” I told her, and her breathing quickened.
“I’ll be good! I’ll be good, I promise!”
I let out a groan, working my dick in my hand as I soaked in that pinking ass cheek. Yes, I’d be punishing the naughty little bitch plenty.
But not today.
Today had other filthy delights on the cards.
“What a delicious sore little cunt,” I said, and she nodded against the pillows. “You’re going to feel it so fucking hard from behind.”
Snaking my arm under her belly and between those thighs was a delight. The way she quivered as I ground my hand against that desperate clit was enough to have my balls fucking throbbing.
“Take a breath,” I told her, then pressed the head of my cock right up against that slit.
She squirmed as I eased my way in deep, and I knew it was hurting. I knew it was stretching her wide and raw and was more than enough for her to be feeling the aftermath all fucking day, but I didn’t hold back.
The last thing I wanted to do was hold back from such filthy treasures.
Her innocence made me heady, even now I’d popped that cherry. The thrill of her struggling to take me was enough to have me thrumming all the way through with my own fucking needs.
Fuck, how I wanted her to stretch for me. To strain for me. To hurt as she spread herself so fucking wide to take more.
“Ow,” she yelped. “Ow, ow, that hurts…”
“Take what you’re fucking given,” I told her.
I pulled her thighs wider apart and angled deeper. She yelped again, a string of little mewls that had my pulse racing up a gear.
“Play with that clit like a good girl,” I hissed and guided her hand to replace mine.
My mouth was already watering at the view before me, eyes eating her up before I’d even spread those perky little butt cheeks nice and wide.
This was a moment I’d savour for a long time to come.
My fingers spread those cheeks so slowly. Beautifully slowly. And there it was, every bit the precious gem I anticipated. That puckered little hole winking up at me as I drove my dick into her pretty pink slit underneath.
I dribbled one long string of spit down so nicely onto that little ring, rubbing it nice and wet in tight little circles. And then I pressed my thumb right on the bullseye, loving how she tensed in a flash, clenching up tight.
“My next cherry to pop,” I told her, and that little ring clenched tighter.