Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 45361 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45361 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
“I need this,” she whispers in my ear, her breath hot. “I need you.”
Neither of us mentions the obvious. We’re not supposed to do this until Elena has given us her blessing. What’s another taboo stacked on the pile, after all?
Grabbing my cock, even I’m stunned by how hard I am. All the desire is bursting out of me. When I feel her entrance against my tip, I think I might explode for a second. All the tension rushes up my shaft and gathers at my end, swelling, but there’s no way I finish before I feel my woman creaming down my length. Rearing back, I stare down at her as I spread her lips and feel the walls of her tight pussy clinging onto me. It’s like last time, the tightness, but now she shifts her hips, guiding them toward me.
“Go all the way,” she moans. “Take me, Miles.”
I bite down.
“You don’t know what you’re asking.”
“I do. I want it. Please.”
I snarl as I arch my back, driving my hips forward so my cock glides deep into her. With each inch, pleasure wraps around my dick, hot and intense, the further I push my rock-hard dick into her perfect body. She gasps when I’m buried all the way, her eyes closed, her mouth twisted to the side as though she can’t handle it.
I hold myself like this, waiting for her to tell me it’s too much, but then she begins to relax, her sopping juices making her even slicker. She opens her eyes with shock sparking, her mouth falling open.
“Oh, my God. This feels right. This feels… Oh, heck, Miles. Yes.”
“Your pussy was made for me,” I snarl as I slowly slip out.
“Hmm,” she nods. “Every inch, baby.”
I slip out of her succulent slit until I tease her with my tip. She moans insistently, eager for me to glide back into her. That’s an invitation I’d never refuse.
Thoughts of Elena, of our betrayal, drift away into the hazy background of my thoughts. Layla dominates them, especially when she moves her hands from my back to my shoulders, tugging on me.
“I can take it,” she says breathlessly.
I drive into her again, obsessed as her breasts bounce with the force of our union. She tightens her grip on my shoulders, digging her fingernails in as I slide in and then out, as we race toward a shared rhythm that has us both moaning like nothing else matters because it doesn’t. Only us.
We keep going like this as her walls relax, getting wetter. My tip is burning as I drive deep inside of her. From how she shudders and moans—the quality changing each time I reach her most intimate spot—I know I’m hitting something special. Something that pushes her closer to the edge, hinting she will gift me with another orgasm soon.
I’m captivated by the bouncing of her breasts as our pace picks up. She must be able to tell because my sexy woman pushes her tits together, then gives me this ball-tingling sassy look. It’s like she’s saying, I know how to please my man, and she does. Her virginity stopped mattering the second I glided into her soaked entrance.
Sweat coats my body as I grunt, the mattress whining when my hips go into overdrive. She moans loudly as if she can’t stop them, can’t silence the noise.
Leaning down, I lay my body against hers, feeling her juicy breasts flattening against my firm body. Her hands smooth across my back again, opening and closing as her fingernails scrape against my skin.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she whimpers close to my ear, her breath hot as the burning at the end of my dick.
The walls of her pussy tighten in time with the clenching of her hands. I can read her body, sense the pleasure readying itself to burst out. I almost erupt again when I think about her cream sliding down my dick, wave after wave of release. Slowing down, I lean back and look into her eyes this time, but this doesn’t make it any easier to fight the closeness of my detonation.
That’s what it feels like—a bomb ready to go off.
“You’re so tight,” I growl. “So fucking perfect.”
“It feels n-n-new,” she moans. “So g-good.”
Hearing how much she’s enjoying it triggers the animal in me. I grunt as I pump my hips faster, now driving hard into her. I tilt my head to hear her moans better, high-pitched and shaking with pleasure, her ecstasy urging me on.
“You’re going to come all over my dick,” I groan. “You’re going to soak me with your release. You’re my… perfect… virgin.”
“Not anymore. I’m so glad I lost it with—ah—with you.”
Feeling how close she is, I have to lean back more. I have to watch her when she lets it all go and gives herself completely to the euphoria. Hot flames lick up and down my cock, her soaked hole gripping me like a fist of fire, her walls closing in as if trapping me, and that’s fine. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.