Series: The Rossi Crime Family Series by J.L. Beck
Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
My eyes are glued to his incredibly stiff cock. It’s huge, bigger than I remember it being…and my insides tingle at the thought of his taking me, owning my body like no one else has before.
“It’s now or never kitten. If you don’t want this say it, because once I enter you it’s going to be really fucking hard for me to stop.”
I nibble on my bottom lip, lifting my eyes to his gray ones, not even contemplating my response, “You’re it for me Ivan. You’re what I want.”
“Good, because I want you too.” He murmurs crawling back onto the bed, his huge body looming above mine makes me feel protected, secure, and I know I couldn’t have chosen a better man to give myself too.
“Take me…” I want him so badly I can feel the need in every single pore of my skin. The air is electric between us and when he leans forward and presses his lips to mine, that electric current courses through my body, jolting it, restarting my heart.
He kisses me for a long moment, the sound of the foil packet opening meets my ears and then he pulls away. He places the condom on the head of his swollen cock and rolls it down each glorious inch of stiffness.
“If I hurt you, tell me...I won’t try too, but there’s not helping it on your first time. Your tight as hell, and there’s no changing that, not that I would want too.” He winks at me, and I melt, I actually melt into the sheets beneath me. With my legs spread wide, he centers himself between them, his thickness probing my entrance.
Air stills in my lungs, and then I feel him moving, one of his hands moves to beneath my head, cradling it, while the other grips onto my hip, holding me in place well he moves forward. I nibble on my bottom lip, his body is strung tight, the muscles flex as he moves, and I lift my hands touching every inch of his perfectly chiseled chest.
I hope this moment is as perfect for him as it is me. An unknown emotion flickers in his eyes, and then pain seems to controurt his features, and I don’t understand why. I almost ask him what's wrong but then I feel the head of his cock slip between my wet folds. He teases me, moving his thickness up and down, over my overly sensitive clit.
“Ivan.” I whimper, wanting him deep inside of me.
“Shhh…” He orders, with a pained smile, before bringing himself to my entrance. His hips thrust forward an inch, and the air in my lungs stills when I feel him enter me. I feel stretched and a burning sensation zings across my womb.
Ivan grits his teeth, and flexes his hips forward another inch, slowly gaining entrance inside me. My heart squeezes inside my chest, as he possesses my body with a gentleness that I never would’ve expected. I cling to his chest, wanting more, wanting him to own me completely.
Lifting my hips, even against his paw of a hand, I urge him forward, making him slip deeper into my channel. There’s a sting of pain, but there’s pleasure too and I want that pleasure. I want it so bad I can taste it.
“Slow down kitten.” Ivan growls, and I sink my nails into his chest, lifting my hips again, stealing another greedy inch. A hiss escapes his lips as I do this a couple more times, enjoying the pleasure that courses through my veins, and the rumble in Ivan’s chest as he disapproves.
Once he’s seated deep inside me I moan. I feel impossibly full, my channel stretched, and filled with every inch of Ivan. He stills, leaving me to adjust to his size but I don’t need that. I just need him. Lifting my hips, I urge him forward, and this time he doesn’t fight it as if he too can’t let a single inch of space separate us.
His head falls into the crook of my neck, and I feel his heated breath on my skin. He’s panting, his muscles rippling underneath my hands. I can feel his cock twitch deep inside me, he’s holding back, and I don’t want him too. I want all of him, the dark beast he claims to be, the gentle giant he is. I want to see and feel each part of the man he is.
His fingers tighten in my hair, as he holds my head to his chest, and I can’t take it anymore. I want more. I need more.
“Fuck me Ivan. Take me how you want too. Own me.” I whisper into his ear...I feel the tension in the air snap, and then he’s doing just as I asked him to. He pulls all the way out of me, positioning his hips as he thrust back in. Pain and pleasure consume me, coating me from the inside out.