Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Gabriella centers herself on her big white bed like a princess in a fairytale; Sleeping Beauty awakened and ravenous. She’s in the same position she was when I burst into her room, but this time I get to touch her. I get to be the one to make her come.
Damn, I can’t wait to slide between her soft thighs and feel that sweet pussy clamp down around my big cock. I can’t wait to fill her and feel her body tremble, resist, and eventually give way.
I can’t wait to own what I thought could never be mine, even if it’s just for today. Who knows how long she’ll want this agreement to last? Who knows how many more chances I’ll get to experience paradise?
I climb over her, roughly nudging her knees apart until her legs are spread wide enough to accommodate my bulk. She’s a tall girl, but beneath me, she seems tiny. Her blue eyes blink, the pupils like dark jewels in the center. Her hands tentatively touch my arms and shoulders, roaming lower until they rest just above my ass.
I could slap them away or grip her wrists in mine. I think she’d like that, and I’d like it, too, but there’s something about her touching me that’s better than control. I just hope she thinks so too.
“You ready, princess?”
She looks between us, at the place where my cock hangs menacingly, a huge bar that seems capable of violent intention.
“You really think that’s going to fit inside me?” she asks.
Shit, that’s a question every man wants to hear. I smirk, raising my eyebrows.
“You wanted dick. You’re getting dick.” I kiss her, devouring her pouty lips, tasting her sweet mouth until I feel her relax. I grind against her sex with the underside of my cock, giving her just enough pressure to build arousal. She’s wet from her last orgasm, but I want her ready and needy. I want her to crave this, to need me desperately.
My cock pulses, more than ready for what’s coming, already recovered from the epic blowjob Gabriella gave me. Like the moments before I play football, my thighs bunch, and my glutes contract in readiness. I’m coiled so tight; I feel like I could run the length of the field without breaking a sweat.
As I slide my tongue against hers, gripping her face for that bite of control that she loves so much, I let my cock drop to notch at her little entrance. Maybe she was right to worry. She feels impossibly tight. I press forward, letting the full weight of my body rest behind my cock. Gabriella’s fingernails dig into the skin of my shoulders. “It’s okay, Princess,” I whisper, gazing into her glazed eyes. “I’ve got you. Just relax. Let my big cock in and I promise you, he’ll make you feel good.”
I push forward again, relishing the resistance, but desperate to break through and spread her wide with my dick. I want to look down at the place we’re joined and see me buried to the root. She’ll take all of me. I know she will. I’ll feed her every goddamned inch.
I watch as her mouth opens in awe.
Fuck.
I take her bottom lip in mine and bite down gently as her pussy loses the battle and succumbs to the pressure. She’s so slick that I slide deep, and she gasps, her eyes rolling, her neck arching. “Oh fuck, Kain,” she groans.
“Better than that fucking rubber stick?”
She nods. “Yes. Oh…so much better.”
I move, withdrawing almost totally before I thrust back in, hard. Her groans draw my balls tighter and urge my thrusts. It feels so good to be inside this girl I’ve wanted since the first moment I realized girls were cool. It’s like my whole world has flipped on its axis and everything that was missing is suddenly here, laid out in front of me.
“Give it to me,” she gasps, and I thrust harder, taking my thumb and slicking it before I push it between us and press against her clit. Oh god, she’s swollen. What was just a tiny nub is now totally exposed and straining for sensation. I keep going, watching her face contort with longing, as her body writhes beneath mine, desperate for release.
It’s so hard to keep control when all I want to do is unleash everything inside her. All the pent-up yearning. All the fantasies becoming reality drive me on. I take hold of her hands, grinding against her clit as I hold her captive. With all control mine, her eyes glaze.
“You’re mine, Angel. Mine. Don’t ever forget it.”
The words sound like dirty talk, but they leak from a place deep down inside me that craves it to be true. But I can pretend it’s the kind of thing a man says to push his girl over the edge. Gabriella wants dominance. She wants to feel possessed as much as I want to possess her.