Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 45319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45319 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
CHAPTER
TWENTY-FOUR
Brian
In the bedroom, I place her on the bed and then lean over, sucking her nipples again. I’m addicted to them, the taste, the texture, and her creamy slit. She gasps when I tear off her panties, literally ripping the fabric.
“You’re soaked for me,” I snarl, kissing down her body, drawn toward her wetness.
“What are you doing?” she moans.
I smirk up at her. She’s leaning up on her elbows, giving her breasts a more curvaceous angle. In the bedroom light, I can see gorgeous green veins flowing through her tits. It makes me even harder. It’s a creamy, vivacious look that drives me feral.
“Did you think I wouldn’t eat this perfect pussy before I fucked my virgin?”
She smiles, masking the nerves still in her eyes, but she’s ready for this. We’ve chosen each other, and anyway, nothing could stop me from eating this pussy.
The second I experience how tangy and flavorful she is, tasting like she belongs to me, I know I won’t stop until she’s creamed, until her tight hole is even sloppier, making it easier for me to push in my dick.
Goddamn, she’s tight. I finger her at the same time as licking around her hole, then up to her clit. Her moans are almost the best part. Music to my goddamn ears as I finger her deeper. My dick will be too big for her, but I can’t stop. Not when I feel her clit fluttering in my mouth.
Maybe I’m imagining it, but I feel her lust is busting out of her. She bucks her hips against me, gasping and moaning as I try to fit a second finger into her slit.
“Ah,” she whimpers.
I pause, looking up.
“Too much?” I ask.
“Hmm.”
“My dick’s going to stretch your inexperienced slit more,” I growl, almost entirely driven by the obsession now, just about holding myself back, going at her pace. My pace would be animalistic. If I let out the pure primal inside of me, I’d flip her over and drill her into the bed. She’d lie on her front as I mercilessly hammered her into the mattress.
“I know. Just go slow, okay?”
“If you want to st—”
“I don’t.” She stares seriously down at me. “I mean it. Don’t stop.”
“After your pussy’s all creamy from your orgasm, you’ll take more,” I tell her. “Every. Fucking. Inch.”
I finger-fuck my woman with one finger, licking and sucking her bud at the same time. She keeps grinding against me, which is the hottest thing. I know how badly she wants this. Slowly, I slip a second finger into her, listening for any hesitation. I go so much slower than my instincts try to force me to.
There’s hunger in me that roars to slide hard, deep, right away, but slowly, I fuck her with two fingers, sucking her clit right into my mouth and flickering my tongue all over it. She moans loudly, pushing down against me. There’s nothing that can stop me as I circle both fingers inside of her, attacking her clit with my tongue, my other hand buried in her thigh.
“Yes, yes,” she gasps. “This is just how I knew—”
“Careful,” I warn huskily, “or I’ll be forced to spank you again. No crush talk.”
She sits up, eyes oh-so innocent as she pouts, shaking her head. “But I was just going to say I always dreamed—Whoa!”
She gasps when I suddenly grab her hips and flip her over.
“All fours, now, and stick your ass out.”
“Like this?” she says, shuffling into position.
Fucking hell, I think I might… For a second, I almost thought I would explode without feeling her hole wrapped around me. It’s how she shuffles to the end of the bed, sticking that big ass out. I stay on my knees but raise my hand, bringing it down in a flesh-on-flesh whack on her ass. Her creamy skin turns red, igniting some deep impulse, like an ancient instinct. I’ve felt it before—to fight in war.
This is different. It’s like my ancestors are telling me to fuck her and fuck her hard, but first, massaging the spot I just spanked, she moans, shifting against me. I lean forward and start licking her pussy again. At this angle, I tongue her hole and rub her clit, getting quicker each second. Her taste erupts in my mouth, so damn flavorful.
I know she’s close when her moans start to get breathy. Soon, she’s hardly making any sound at all, like she can’t find the air. She grinds against my face, and I know she’s feeling it too. Our bodies are calling out for each other, for our future.
Her pussy flutters around my tongue as she comes, finding her voice again, bouncing against my face. She chases the high so damn stubbornly, so confidently.
When it’s over, I stand, staring at her naked body. She turns to the side, one leg folding over the other, her face red as her spanked ass.