Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 71911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71911 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
My nails dug deeper into his skin, and my lips paused our kiss, unable to keep up the movements because all I could think about was the burning pleasure that thudded between my legs.
He stopped and pulled away, taking his hot, throbbing dick away from my clit.
He opened his drawer and rolled a large condom down his length.
It looked even bigger when it was wrapped in latex.
He came back, the mountain of a man casting a shadow over my body as he returned to his position on top of me. He grabbed my legs and tilted my hips, putting me in the position that he wanted me before he guided his dick to my entrance. He pushed right away, applying enormous pressure to my opening, trying to fit a square peg into a circle.
My nails dug into his arms again, and I sucked in a breath when I felt him move forward again, pushing past my opening and forcing himself deeper. He was the biggest I’d ever taken, and it was like experiencing my first time again, the anticipation of the pleasure but also the pain.
He gave another thrust and then finally started to sink, driving his tree trunk deep inside my earth, his midnight-sky eyes watching my reaction to him.
I released a cry when I felt him fully, his enormous girth stretching me as far as I could go. “Fuck…”
He tilted my hips farther, both of his arms pinned behind my knees to keep me open. His eyes were unapologetic even when he caused me pain, his desire written in the hard features of his face. He started to rock into me, moving slowly and giving my body a chance to accept his big dick. “You’ll get used to it.”
My nails were cutting like knives into his skin, and I breathed deep with every thrust, turned on by the pain because his size was so sexy. The fact that he didn’t care that it hurt was sexy too, like he knew I could handle it.
He started to thrust harder, keeping me pinned underneath him, the friction disappearing because I was soaked, a river of arousal dripping down my crack to the duvet below me.
I moaned and panted in his face, feeling the same heat deep in my belly that I felt when his dick was sliding over me. The orgasm approached like a sunrise over the horizon, and it was almost at my front door. “Theo…” Tears burned in my eyes, and I wasn’t sure if they were caused by the pain or the pleasure that was about to explode.
He moved faster, a subtle red tint marking his skin, but his breaths didn’t increase and the intensity in his eyes didn’t wane. “Almost there, sweetheart.” He leaned over me farther, our mouths almost close enough to kiss, but he did it to deepen the angle and give me a little more when he thought I could handle it.
I felt the orgasm creep up my body before it wrapped around all my bones like tendrils. The grip tightened, and then it pulled, tugged me into him, into the depths of the blissful abyss. The tears pooled an instant before, and then I came with a whimper and a cry, my nails dragging over his skin and his ink, feeling his dick pound into me harder, ruthlessly, pressing me deeper into the mattress.
It hurt, but fuck, it was the best.
He fucked me hard as I finished, as I rode the waves of pleasure until I hit the shore, a burst of ecstasy that I hadn’t felt in a long time. I wasn’t sure if it was the size of his dick or the size of the man.
When I finished, the tears dripped from the corners of my eyes and made their way to the duvet underneath.
He gave the sexiest moan before he released, filling the condom inside me, shoving himself as far as he could go and making me wince in the process. He folded my legs a little more, showing me just how flexible I could be for the right man. A flush of red moved across his chest and over his neck. He released a breath before he pulled out of me, his dick as hard as it had been when he’d entered me. He left me on the bed and stepped into the bathroom.
I lay there and felt my body crumple with exhaustion, even though I hadn’t done anything except lie there.
Theo walked back into the room a moment later and opened his nightstand. His dick was still rock hard as if nothing had happened, and he rolled another condom over his length. His knees hit the bed again, and the mattress shifted. He must have noticed the surprise in my eyes because he said, “I’m not done with you, sweetheart.”