Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 72442 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72442 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
“I’m a virgin,” she admitted.
I placed both hands onto her hips and began to lift her off me, knowing without a shadow of a doubt that I couldn’t do it anymore.
I couldn’t be the person she needed—a goddamn virgin—she needed hearts and flowers, a nice man with a medium-sized cock.
What she would get with me was a quick, hard, dirty fuck with a dick that would probably send her running for the hills.
A man of my size and stature was not first dick material.
I was second, third, fourth dick material. I was also not made for a woman the size of Harleigh.
Where I was big, she was small.
It just wasn’t smart.
But when I tried to push her off of me, to force her to go…she held on.
Like a goddamn monkey. Like someone that was never going to let go. Someone that knew exactly what she was holding onto.
“You’re fucking nuts,” I said as I slammed my mouth down on hers once again.
She tightened her hands in my hair, pulling hard as she tried to practically climb into my body with me.
“Take your shirt off,” I growled against her lips, pulling back only far enough that I could get the words out.
When I went back to devouring her mouth, she fisted her hands at the hem of her shirt and ripped it free of her body.
I pulled back just in time to keep my face from ripping off right with it.
“Shit,” I breathed, chuckling slightly when she took her bra off in much the same way.
“Yours now,” she ordered, her words short and terse.
I obliged her, taking it off by fisting the collar and tugging it free in one swoop.
“That’s so sexy,” she informed me, running her hands down over my shoulders as she bit her lip.
“What?” I asked, taking her in as well.
My thoughts echoed hers once again.
Her breasts were perky, soft, and full.
I wanted to suck her nipples into my mouth until they were red and swollen.
“The way you just took off your shirt,” she growled, digging her fingernails in slightly. “And then your tattoos. Followed by your shoulders, and then your abs. But not necessarily ranked in order, but more by which I noticed first. I’m sure when you finally take your pants off, there’s going to be a new best attribute.”
I snorted and stood up, pinning her back to the porch column.
The rough wood was probably digging into her back, but at that moment in time, I couldn’t quite find it in me to care.
I would later when I saw the reddened skin, but right now, I just knew that it would be extremely hard to pull my jeans down to get to my cock.
“Your pants really need to come off,” I murmured, bringing my hand up to cup her breast.
She dropped her legs hesitantly from my hips…so hesitantly, in fact, that I knew that she was worried I’d tell her to stop.
But we were way past that now.
“Don’t worry,” I teased. “We’re not stopping. The time for that came and went about five minutes ago when we were both still clothed.”
She breathed out a relieved breath, then allowed her feet to dangle.
That was when I realized I had her suspended about a foot in the air with my hips pinning hers to the wood column.
“This will likely cause us some trouble later,” I admitted. “But for now…” I bent down and ripped her pants down her legs. “We’re going to do it the easy way.”
With that, I lifted her back up again, pantless, and pinned her back to the wall.
That was when I realized that maybe we should be taking this inside.
But the thought of doing this outside, where anybody could see us if they only chose to look outside and study my dark porch hard enough, was making me so hard that I was sure this was the horniest I’d ever been.
There was no doubt about it. The woman affected me more than any other woman had in my entire life.
I should really stop her.
I should really keep my dick in my pants.
I should really…she sucked my nipple into her mouth, making me groan in defeat.
There wouldn’t be any stopping.
Not today.
Not with this woman.
Not ever.
“Fuck me already,” she ordered. “I’m only a virgin in the figurative sense of the word. I’ve had dildos up my…” she squeaked as I hiked her up higher and started to rip at my jeans. “Jesus.” She breathed. “We should go inside.”
I made a step in the direction of the door, but then her pussy’s entrance closed over the tip of my cock, making me freeze.
“God,” she breathed out roughly. “Push your cock inside of me.”
I licked my lips and did as she asked, allowing her weight to come down on my cock in slow, even increments.
“More,” she breathed when I stopped with just an inch inside of her. “More.”