Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45217 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45217 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
“I think so.” Her thighs brush against my cheeks as she gently closes her legs. “Y-yes, Jamie.”
“Good girl.”
I slide my middle finger into her. I swear, when I feel her tightening around me, I almost blow it in my pants. I almost erupt thinking about her gripping my cock when I own her, fucking her hard, losing control so that every inch of her voluptuous body bounces and jiggles. Only for me.
Focusing—she’s so hot I could explode—I slip my finger in and out quicker. At the same time, I attack her excited clit with my tongue, listening to her moans, each one sweeter than the last. She’s vibrating the quicker I get. I can feel the orgasm deep inside her as I circle my finger, massaging the place my seed will soon go deep into her body. She gasps when I try to slip another finger inside.
“Jamie.”
I stop. “Is it too much?”
“I don’t know.”
She moans each time I speak. I bet my breath is hot against her enthusiastic pussy.
“Try,” I tell her. “I bet your innocent slit will love it. I bet you’ll get used to it. Anyway, I’m going to fuck this inexperienced hole soon, Lucy. I’m going to fuck you hard. I’ll claim your body with my dick, and I’m bigger than two fingers.”
“Do it. Do it,” she moans passionately.
“Say it. Tell me specifically.”
I can barely speak, my words coming out all shaky. My dick is so hard the base feels stiffer than it ever has. My tip is bulging, my pants sticky with precome.
“F-finger me,” she whispers.
I almost roar as I slip two fingers inside of her. Her hole grabs onto me desperately, but her moans get higher in pitch. They’re more filled with pleasure as I stretch her virgin slit and reward her by flickering my tongue against her clit. I lick her clit hard, fast, obsessively.
Her thighs close around me. They’re so thick and curvy. I savor their shape against my face as I finger-fuck her, tonguing her eager nub at the same time.
She melts for me, my beautiful virgin, her entrance leaking with pleasure and seeping around my fingers. I stand up when her thighs relax.
“You taste so. Goddamn. Good.”
She laughs, seeming high from the orgasm, her eyes hazed. Sitting up, her hands rest against her legs, soaking wet from my kissing and her juices.
“I taste good?” she murmurs.
“You heard me.”
“Do I, really, though?”
I smirk, glancing at the window. The curtains are closed. Thank God. I didn’t even think to check. I can’t even think about what I’d do if somebody else saw her.
Staring down at her, I bring my fingers to my mouth and suck on her juices. I suck until there’s nothing left, savoring every last drop.
“But now it’s your turn.”
My tone gets savage, and I know maybe I should hold myself back. I know I should remember all this is new to her, but she’s awoken a hunger in me.
“I can’t do that, not yet,” she whispers. “Not s-sex.”
“No, Lucy. It’s your turn to taste me.”
“A blowjob?” she whispers.
“Have you ever done it before?”
“All of this is new to me. So no, obviously not.”
I reach down and touch her cheek. “Don’t get sassy with me. That’s good. My dick’s the only one you’ll ever taste in your mouth or have inside you.”
“The only one?” she says.
I should stop. This has gone too far, but this isn’t just hunger in me. It’s starvation for her body, her smile, her. It’s for the future and the life we could share if all this somehow works out.
“The only one. You’re mine, Lucy. You belong to me. I don’t care how that makes me sound. You. Are. Mine.”
I’m almost roaring, completely unhinged, but I can’t help it. I don’t even know if I want to help it. It feels good to state the truth with this much aggression and passion.
“Are you serious?” she whispers.
Reading my woman, I see she’s not as shocked by the idea as she probably should be… or afraid.
“I’m deadly serious.” Maybe a poor choice of words. “Your body is mine. Forever.”
“But what does that mean?”
“It means you’re going to take my dick in your mouth because I own your mouth.”
She gasps and leans back. Her hands claw against the couch cushion like she can’t contain herself.
“But what does it mean?”
“If you want me to answer your questions,” I smirk, “you better give me an incentive.”
She raises her eyebrows in a challenge, grinning at me. Her enthusiasm makes me feel younger and like I never went to prison. She should run and tell me I’m nuts, but she takes a breath as if summoning her courage. Then she sits up and tentatively reaches out toward me.
“Do I just… get it out?” she murmurs.
I nod, unable to speak. Something registers in her eyes again. It’s like I’m watching her realize in real time the power she has over me by being so sexy. She suddenly darts her hand forward as if she wants to try something out. She begins stroking me up and down on the outside of my pants. I almost roar.