Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
She licked her dry lips.
His cock was long and thick.
He wrapped his fingers around the length, and even as he held it, his cock seemed to grow within his grasp.
“You like what you see?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said, taking a deep breath.
She forced herself to return her gaze to his. “Yes, I like it.”
“Good.”
He climbed back on the bed, and she expected him to get on with it, but not Dylan. No, he pressed a kiss to her ankle, then to her knee, going to her inner thigh, pressing a kiss to her pussy.
She loved his touch. His lips created a path of fire up her body, and then he was over her, and his cock slid between her slit.
He bumped her clit and she couldn’t help but cry out at the instant hit of heat that swamped her. The pleasure was on the next level.
“You’re so wet.”
He thrust against her, sliding his cock between her slit, and each time he touched her clit, it sent another hit of arousal through her whole body. She couldn’t think straight, but then he reached down and she felt the full head of him at her core. In the back of her mind, she couldn’t help but wonder if he was going to be too big for her, he certainly felt that way. All doubt left her mind as with inch after inch, he began to sink inside her. He was big.
Once a couple of inches were inside her, he then tensed up and slammed balls-deep into her, taking her by surprise. She screamed his name, but it didn’t have anything to do with pain. It was all about the pleasure. Dylan stopped and she felt him hold himself within her, not moving, allowing her to become accustomed to the sheer size of him.
Robin didn’t realize at first, but she had closed her eyes and squeezed them shut. Slowly, she opened them and looked up at Dylan.
“I’m not hurting you, am I?” he asked.
“No.”
“Good.”
He didn’t move and she couldn’t look away. It was like they were locked within the moment, and neither of them could move.
Her hands were holding onto the sheets beneath her, but not touching him. She wanted to. Years of training forced her to hold onto the sheets, but slowly she broke out of that, and placed her hands on his arms.
Dylan groaned and she held herself still.
“I love feeling your hands on me.”
She licked her lips and then slowly ran them up his arms until she circled his neck. Robin loved touching him. She loved having his hands on her body.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
“Yes.”
And that wasn’t a lie, she was ready for him, for whatever he wanted to give her.
She felt him pull out, and then, inch by inch, slide back inside her. He set up a steady pace, taking his time, drawing out her pleasure. He was so big. Robin couldn’t believe how amazing it felt as each inch filled her.
“Oh, fuck, you’re so tight, baby, so fucking tight.” He grabbed her hands, pressed them either side of her head, and then lifted up.
She looked down and watched as his thick cock filled her. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she tried to thrust up against him. Dylan took control. He set the pace and started out slow—so achingly slow, she didn’t think she would survive with how desperate she wanted him. There was no thought, just this overwhelming need to have him.
“You feel so good,” he said, gritting his teeth as he said the words. She didn’t want him to stop, not for a single second.
It was hard for her to believe sex could be like this. She had never known anything like it before. The pleasure was intense. She had always thought this was the kind of experience people lied about. Books, TV shows, and even porn movies lied about how it could be between a man and a woman.
He drove inside her again and again, and she took everything, not wanting him to stop. The pace grew faster and he got deeper, filling her right to the top, and it made her ache for more.
“Please don’t stop.”
“Oh, baby, I’m not stopping.” If anything, he got faster and that was even better. His cock drove in and out of her, and she felt every inch.
Something changed, though, as Dylan got faster, and then she heard the change in his breath as his cock seemed to get even bigger, and then she felt the hard pulse of his dick, and seconds later his orgasm as he filled her.
****
There was no going back now. Dylan knew that.
He’d fucked his neighbor, and he didn’t regret a thing. Not for a second. He wanted to go again.
He’d also forgotten to use a condom. Instead of feeling panic over forgetting, he didn’t care. He wasn’t sure if he should mention that little detail to Robin. She seemed so at peace. There was this beautiful smile on her face and she rolled over to look at him.