Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20497 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20497 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
“I never should have reacted the way I did, Bain,” I say quickly. “I’m sorry, I just—”
But Bain silences me with his lips, kissing me with such passion and such claim. I feel as though I’m his and I always have been. An ache rises in my body – an ache that can only be resolved by one thing that only Bain has.
I’ll never run out on him again. I’ll come back here time and time again. I’ll even see if the guards can make visiting hours more frequent for me because I know I’m going to need it. This first taste…this is only the beginning.
9
Bain
Having Elena back is the greatest gift of my life. When I saw her name on the visitor’s list…well it was like knowing I wasn’t going to be facing a lethal injection, that’s how great my relief was. After what happened between us, I wasn’t sure she’d come back, and it was a big gamble making that phone call. But sometimes the biggest gambles of all pay off. And this one paid off big. Because now the world’s most beautiful woman is in my arms.
I trap Elena’s lips in a kiss as I pull her closer, pressing every inch of her naked body against mine. I hear her moan within her chest as her back arches, causing her plump tits to push against me, heightening my arousal already threatening to boil over. I make an upwards V with my hands and move up her flat stomach to cup them both as I hungrily press my tongue into her mouth to capture yet another moan as it releases from her throat.
Her thighs spread gently, inviting me in. I press my bulge between them, showing her my arousal, which is threatening to burst from the thin fabric of my prison-issue pants. I’ve been dreaming of her perfect little pussy since I last saw it – since I was last inside it. Christ, if I could have it every day, I’d be a perfectly content man. I’d do nearly anything the guards asked if that was my reward.
Grinding my swollen manhood against the split of her sex, Elena begins to rock against me, her arousal growing by the second. I let my right hand fall from her breast and trace a line down to her private place and apply just the right amount of pleasure to that sacred spot so that her body begins to quiver. Her mouth falls open, breaking the pressure of our kiss,
“Bain…” she whimpers as I use my index and ring finger to spread her open and my middle finger to find her precious bud, the secret to her delight.
“Yes, baby. I’m right here.”
Without hesitation, I apply just the right amount of pleasure in delicate, circular motions that instantly cause her body to quiver. We lock eyes, gazing straight into each other’s souls as the seconds go by, as I work my magic on her, pick up the pressure and read her every micro-reaction so I can give her nothing but perfection.
Her breath quickens. Her expression becomes more desperate. Her hands grip me tightly.
“Bain!”
I don’t need to ask, but I want to. “Are you close, baby?”
She nods in the most adorable way, and I’m glad I did. She’s so fucking sexy I can hardly stand it. I’m overflowing with lust, with something deeper too…with a stronger connection that I’m almost afraid to acknowledge from behind bars.
“Come for me,” I whisper, leaning in and letting my lips brush against her neck.
She opens her mouth like she’s going to say something, but her climax hits her first, seizing her body in a desperate quiver that almost knocks her off her feet. But I catch her and hold her tight, easing her down onto the bed beneath me,
She blinks up at the ceiling, her eyes starry from the orgasm as I strip my pants off and take out my rock-hard cock.
“I could watch you come for hours, baby,” I tell her. “Better than the goddamn Superbowl.”
I slip my cock gently between her thighs and rock back and forth gently, allowing her wetness to coat the length of my shaft. She’s still sensitive and quivers as my crown brushes against her clit, no doubt still pulsing with the aftershocks of the climax I just gave her.
I wrap her in my arms and look down at her. Our eyes meet in a lovers’ embrace, and we share a moment of intimacy that feels so honest and so sincere that I can hardly believe this is only our second time alone together. It almost feels as though we’ve known each other for ages and this is simply our first reunion in a long time.
She squeezes her thighs together, increasing the pressure on my cock but also pulling, inviting – no, begging for me to enter her. And after the length of time I’ve been dreaming about having Elena, I’m not about to wait any longer.