Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 53529 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53529 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
The anticipation is oddly erotic. The valley between my legs begins to heat and tingle. I’m starting to pant a little.
I continue stroking his dick, which is sandwiched between our heating bodies. He slides his hand down and cups my breast, kneading gently. I want him to take off my bra and play with my nipples. Why won’t he?
“You don’t need an invitation,” I whisper. “Take off the rest of my clothes.”
He smiles with an oddly arrogant gleam in his eyes. It’s sexy and mischievous.
Wow. Could it be? Could it be that the bedroom is the one place where Huff is confident? Because he doesn’t seem uncomfortable at all.
He quickly reaches behind me and separates the clasp. I think he broke it, but oh well.
He works down my panties, and I step out of them, trying to exude confidence. He’s never seen me fully naked before.
Huff pulls away and inspects me while I resist the urge to cover myself back up. I want to take this next step. I want to be vulnerable with him.
Huff’s Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows hard. “Wow. You are…fucking beautiful, Riv.”
I’m relieved that he likes what he sees. Now it’s my turn. I walk over to the nightstand where he’s left the condom out and hand it to him. “I want to watch you put it on.”
I get onto the bed and prop myself up onto my elbows. I don’t know why I’m asking him to make a little show of it. Maybe I’m still second-guessing doing this. Just take it slow… No need to be afraid of his massive python.
He slides his jeans down to his ankles and steps out of them. I watch his biceps flex into massive mounds as he works the condom over the giant cock marbled with throbbing veins.
You love snakes, Riv. You love snakes, I chant to myself.
“Come over here,” I say, wiggling my finger.
He crawls up the bed, and I spread my thighs for him. I can tell that seeing my entrance triggers something in him because all of a sudden, his muscles look bigger, harder, pulsing.
“Are you okay?” I ask.
“Yes.” He leans forward, capturing my mouth. His chest is warm and hard against my breasts, but he keeps his weight off me with his arms.
We kiss some more—sloppy and urgent—and I run my hands down his arms, appreciating the firm muscles before reaching for his ass. It’s perfect and hard. Soft, too. I want him to push inside me. I want to know if we fit like I think we do.
I urge his hips toward me, but he doesn’t budge.
“Is something wrong?” I ask.
“I’m trying to stay in control, and you’re not making it easy.” He smiles.
“Well, if you come too fast, we’ll just have to do it again later.”
“I meant the other kind of control.”
“Oh.” His heart. His emotions.
“Take your time, then.” I lie back, and he grips his shaft in his hand. He pushes the crown between my slick, heated folds, and I buck with pleasure. I watch his chest rising and falling with quick breaths.
I’m not sure this is a good idea. He doesn’t look like he’s in control. His face is red, and his muscles are taut. “Huff, we can do other stuff if you’re not ready.”
“Oh, I’m fucking ready.” He locks eyes with me. “I’ve been ready for you my whole life.”
My heart melts with his words. It feels so good to be here. Right here. Not just together physically, but on the same page. “I love you,” I say.
“And I love you.” He pauses, just gazing at me.
“So are we doing this? Or are we just going to stare awkwardly at each other?”
“Yeah. Sorry. We’re definitely doing this.” He firmly positions the head of his cock at my entrance and nudges in an inch. His eyes are locked on the spot where our bodies join.
I feel him push in another inch, then another.
All of a sudden, this extremely awkward, not-romantic moment turns the corner. “Oh Christ, that feels amazing…” The friction, the pressure—it’s hitting all the right buttons down there.
“You ready for more?” His voice is gravelly and charged with tension.
“Yes.”
He pushes in another few inches, and I’m lighting up. My heart’s pounding. The walls in my pussy are throbbing. I feel like maybe I’m the one who’s going to come early. “More.”
He drives in a few more inches until he’s pressing against the entrance of my womb. I feel his hot dick throbbing and pulsating inside, but he’s barely moving.
My fingers grab hold of the sheets to my sides. “Fuck, it’s like you’re a giant vibrator, Huff.”
“I didn’t know it could do that.”
“Well, don’t stop!” I look down, and he almost completely fits. I’m kind of amazed. Also, I am ready to orgasm, and he’s not even moving. How is he doing that?