Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
But a different voice assures me, louder.
It’s his first time tool. You’re in this together.
“Fuck,” he growls, closing the distance in a few quick steps.
Reaching up, he cradles my face in his hands. I let my fingers drop from my lips and stare up at him.
“Tell me you’re ready,” he snarls. “Tell me who you belong to.”
“I’m ready,” I whisper, lips tingling, body buzzing with excitement. “I’m yours, Jax. Only yours.”
He slides his hand down my arm and takes my hand, guiding me through his apartment.
“When I started at the office,” I say, giggling softly, “I didn’t think I’d be walking through the CEO’s apartment naked.”
He chuckles as he pushes his bedroom door open, dragging me inside. It’s a sleek modern room like the rest of his place, with a large bed dominating the room and a bathroom off to the side. Soft light automatically flickers on as he leads me across the room and gives me a soft shove.
I fall back onto the bed, tingles traveling up and down my thighs, teasing me.
There’s no time to be nervous as he climbs onto the bed… or at least no time to let my nerves swarm and overwhelm me the way they have in the past.
He lays his firm body against mine, his cock grinding up my inner thigh and leaving a hot trail of precome that makes me tingle even more than I already am. His lips brush close to mine, but he doesn’t kiss me, just holds them there as our eyes sear into each other.
“I’m so glad I waited for you,” he says, warm breath whispering over me. “I’m so goddamn glad you’re going to be my first, my only.”
“Forever,” we say at the same time, as he reaches down and grabs onto his manhood.
I wrap my arms around his back, digging my fingernails into his firm body, squeezing on as he guides his gigantic helm to my entrance. He brings his cock to my hole, as my womb clenches pleasantly, like my insides are rejoicing as they get ready for our union.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he groans, arching his back and pushing further inside of me.
I open my mouth to say something in return, but whatever it was is lost when I let out a moan.
His cock pushes into me deeper with a slight pinch, opening me up in a completely new and impossible way. It feels impossible. Like there’s no way his whole length can fit inside of me.
“If it hurts, tell me,” he says commandingly.
“It doesn’t.” I gasp, wriggling against him. “It just feels huge… are you too big?”
He kisses the edge of my mouth. “I fucking hope not.”
I expected him to say no, to immediately put my fears to rest, but then how could he?
This is as new for him as it is for me.
“Our bodies want this,” he whispers, inching deeper. “They know what to do.”
It feels like there’s a pole of pure heat grinding a path up inside of me, causing embers to hiss and burn, cascading through me as they touch every single part of me. My skin sizzles and my head grows heavy, cloudy, as though trying to process this new feeling.
“Fuck.”
He pauses and for a second I think he’s finished, exploded inside of me.
“Jaxon?” I whimper.
He chuckles with a feral note, rearing up like a bear and staring down at me. “I didn’t finish. It’s just… you feel so damn good around my base, so tight and hot. You’re perfect, Jessie.”
“Are you… all the way in?” I moan.
“Why? Can’t feel it?” he teases.
I giggle and shake my head because the question is so ridiculous. Of course, I can. He’s massive.
And then the laughter to moans, prompted by the heat that trickles through me, seeming to glide down his length, tickling my sex and prompting me to relax into it.
“Oh, oh, Jax.”
“I can feel it,” he moans gruffly. “I told you. Your body wants to give itself to me, as much as I… fuck, as much as I need to claim you.”
“Do it,” I whisper, when my walls flutter around his dick, widening to create enough room for him. “Oh, Jax, just do it. Just… fuck me, Jax. Fuck me.”
My womb spurs the words, hungrily telling me to throw myself at him, to bounce and writhe until he has no choice but to explode inside of me.
With an animal rumbling noise, he slides out of me, pulling himself right to the tip, and then pushes himself back in. The second passage is so much more intense than the first, with no discomfort this time, no second-guessing.
All I feel is heat and starry filled pleasure and lust and belonging as he begins to shift his hips, thrusting into me faster now. He stays on his knees, staring down at me wide-eyed, like he couldn’t look away from me for all the money in the world.