Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45414 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45414 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
He snarls and drives into me harder, cutting off my words and hitting a spot deep inside of me I never knew existed before. It feels hot and sweet and sends euphoria bouncing through my body, like starlight and fireworks and solar flares all mixed together, so much sizzling spitting ecstasy I hardly believe it’s real for a moment, that a person can feel something so heavenly.
“Fuck, your pussy needs to be owned, claimed. But only by me. Forever.”
“Forever,” I gasp as he picks up his pace.
We begin to writhe together, his cock making a sizzling passage inside of me. I buck my hips and spread my hands over his back, clawing my fingernails over his skin as I bounce up and down.
His cock sends more and more of that soothing perfection through my body, as his swollen helm slams into that spot deep inside of me, that spot I never even knew existed before he came along. I lean forward and kiss him frantically, desperate to find his lips amidst the clashing of our bodies.
He growls as our lips come together, our tongues somehow finding each other even as we move quicker, faster.
My belly lights up with a million fluttering points of sensation, each one hotter than the last, each one multiplying and flowing through me. My pussy begins to burn in a good way, get wetter, his cock feeling like it’s becoming even bigger.
But there’s no pain or discomfort or anything except for the feeling of how right this is, of how perfect this is, of how I’ve been waiting my whole freaking life to feel the perfection of his cock inside of me.
I can’t believe I was ever nervous about this.
This feeling…
It’s like I’ve slipped into a different reality, a world where I don’t have to worry about what others think of me, about what I think of me because I know how my man feels. I know how desperately my man needs me.
With each thrust, he lets out a carnal growl and his lips twist in ferocious pleasure, his eyes glinting like he’s possessed as he stares down at me.
“Grab those perfect tits,” he snarls. “Fuck, touch your nipples.”
“Like… this?”
I’m barely able to force the words out as I lift my hands and touch my nipples, tweaking them softly as I caress them between my forefingers and my thumbs, the sensation adding to the pleasure of his massive hot wet cock slipping in and out of me, ramming me so hard now I find it difficult to bounce in time with him.
“Argh,” my man roars, thrusting somehow harder inside of me, his hips slamming into me, back and forth as his engorged manhood hits that sweet spot.
I gasp as my core begins to flutter in a way I’ve never felt before. It’s nothing like the beginning of the other orgasms I’ve experienced in my life. There’s something else here, something deeper, penetrating not just my body, but my heart, my soul.
It’s like my body is sending urgent flurrying signals through me, telling me that when I let go of all this pent-up pressure, we’ll fuse together. Zack and I will become something different, something more, something like lovers.
No, not like lovers.
We are lovers.
“Fuck, I can feel how close you are,” he snarls, his voice frantic and breathy as he rears up like a bear, pounding into me ruthlessly, the whole bed whining beneath the strain now. “Your pussy is goddamn soaked, goddamn tight. Fuck. That’s it, my little artist. Come on that dick.”
I grip his face in my hands, holding him close so we stare directly into each other. I can feel how close he is, as though his cock is glowing inside of me, as though his seed is sending messages to my womb.
“Together,” I cry.
“Together,” he roars. “Come on my dick now.”
It’s like the word now is a trigger as I throw my head backward and let out a carnal scream, feeling the veins straining in my neck as the tension barrels through me, as my voice rises like a lust-filled song in the air.
My pussy clamps tightly onto his cock as he grunts and thrusts hard, as though needing to apply extra effort to push past the tightening of my hole. I whimper and claw onto his shoulders, sure that if I don’t I’ll go flying off the bed.
The orgasm shattering in my belly, euphoria dancing around my body as all the tension bleeds out of me. I stare with pleasure blurry eyes up at Zack as he pounds into me one last time, his eyes completely focused on me as though the whole world could come crashing down and he wouldn’t even notice.
His seed pours into me as we reach a shared crescendo, our bodies pressed together with a whole world of euphoria blaring between us.