Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45531 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45531 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
I’m getting carried away, but once she broached the topic, I was lost. The lust took over.
“Wait… now?” she says.
Ah, she was talking about some point in the future.
I’m about to tell her no. She doesn’t have to do it now. It’ll be difficult to say those words, but I don’t have to. Oh, yes. My balls almost hurt, there’s so much desire in me. She slowly lowers herself to her knees, staring up at me with courage in her expression, etched into her pouting lips and her wide eyes.
“Is this what you want?” she whispers.
I walk toward her, my body trembling, my legs shaking.
It seems this is a pattern with us, doing things in places we shouldn’t. Her mom’s at work, but she could still return home to find her boss standing over her daughter, ready to explode.
“Or this?”
She unbuttons her shirt, never breaking eye contact with me.
“You don’t have to do this.”
Her hands pause. “You don’t want me to?”
“I need you to,” I growl.
I also need you to know that you never have to feel you owe me anything. You never have to feel as though this is your duty.
Before I can say these noble words, she unbuttons her shirt the rest of the way, revealing her breasts pushed together in the bra, her cleavage a sight I’ll never tire of. I could stare at her for hours, days, and remain hard, the passion in my cock never leaving.
“What about you?” she says.
I get what she means, my hands going to my belt and quickly undoing it. I pull my pants down to around my balls.
“Oh. My. God.”
My woman’s voice is breathy and awe-filled when my cock springs up. It’s huge, the searing at my end explained by the precome coating my massive dick. She stares at the end of my cock, the message plain in her eyes. How is this ever going to fit into her young, soaked pussy?
She doesn’t know how badly we need this, our bodies ready for the future. The future can wait. Now is all that counts.
“Touch it.” Even to myself, my voice sounds savage.
She curls her hand around my base, stroking up and down, the heat almost too much to handle. As she moves her hand, her breasts jiggle captivatingly, and her eyes never leave me, which just turns this even sexier. It’s the will in her eyes, as if she’s hungry to force my seed out of my dick. When she moans, I almost lose control.
“Oh, yes,” she whimpers, moving her hand quicker, spreading hot precome from my tip to the base of my shaft and back again. “That’s it, Jacob. Yes, yes.”
“If you keep moaning like that…”
“On my…” Nerves pause her for a moment, but then she pushes on. “My tits. Come on my tits. I want it. I want your come, Jacob.”
“Then… keep… going…”
I’m panting, my vision getting blurry, fixating on Madison and her shifting body and her hand moving slickly, quicker, warmer.
“I’ve never done this before,” she moans.
I snarl in response, another reminder that she belongs only to me. She knows the exact right thing to say to drive me closer to the edge, come rushing up and pressing against my tip.
“It’s just for you. Only you.”
I stare fixedly at her breasts, her cleavage trembling for me. I’m not sure how long it’s been since we started. Time stopped mattering the second she wrapped her hand around my huge rock-hard dick.
She breathes captivatingly, her hand soaked with precome, my entire length feeling like it’s burning, like any second now… I moan deeply when the come rushes up my shaft.
“I’m… almost…”
“Hmm,” she moans, leaning forward, angling my dick as she keeps stroking. “All over… my… tits…”
I almost roar when my come explodes out of my dick, so much of it stowed up with thoughts of her, with endless fantasies. It spurts all over her breasts. A jet of seed spatters her plump, curvy tits and slides down her skin, disappearing into her bra and shirt. Gazing at my come, at her perfect breasts, more spills out, my woman’s moans rising.
“Rub your tits for me,” I grunt, as my cock begins to wilt. “Massage my come into those curvy, curvy tits…”
She does as I say, stroking her hands over her cleavage, causing her breasts to glimmer with my seed.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Madison
“I don’t know what came over me,” I say, sitting next to Jacob as we drive through the city… to meet our blackmailers. The people who snapped photos of us in secret.
Jacob stops at a red light looking at me with a hint of the expression before. The captivated expression he aimed at me when I was on my knees, and he loomed over me. His muscles swelled in his pale green shirt, his thighs tense, and his cock so hard I didn’t have to question if he wanted me. Now, his eyes glint with that same hunger.