Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80699 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80699 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
I squeal when he scoops me up without warning and carries me to the bed. He lays me down and presses his body against mine. He kisses a trail straight from my lips, over my chin, between my breasts, past my stomach, until his mouth is inches from my entrance. I feel his warm breath heat the delicate flesh.
“What are you doing?” I ask with a moan as his tongue snakes out and licks at my clit. “I don’t need that; I’m ready for you.”
“I want you to come,” he says before diving back in.
I grip the sheets at my hips as his mouth commands the attention of every nerve ending in my body. “I already did in the shower.”
“One more time, Khloe. I need you soft and ready.” He sucks my nub hard into his mouth. “Hurting you the first time is inevitable, but I want to make it as good for you as possible.”
The same two fingers from the shower push into me again, I moan in delight as they hit some spot inside that I never even knew was there.
“Oh God!” I cry as an orgasm stronger than any I’d felt before rolls through my body. My eyes snap open, and I look down at Kid as he continues to suck on me, his hand stroking slower in and out.
“Fuck,” he says lapping at me lazily. “Jesus, Khloe. You’re perfect.”
He leans over and reaches into the bedside table to grab one of the condoms he placed in there earlier. I watch bewitched as he opens the small foil packet with his teeth and rolls it down his more than impressive length.
I look back up to his eyes to find him watching me, assessing my reaction.
“We don’t,” he begins.
I shake my head violently. “I want this. I want you. It’s going to be painful now or weeks from now. If we do this tonight imagine how good it’s going to feel in a few weeks.”
He situates his body over me once again, and I can feel his hot length notched between the lips of my sex.
“Are you sure?” He asks.
I nod my head. “I love you,” I tell him softly.
He slants his mouth over mine while his arm pushes my knee up, allowing him to shift back and forward. The intrusion of his body into mine is delicious. I don’t even know why I was worried about it. He shifts back and forth slightly. The burn of his cock stretching me is nothing I can’t handle. It almost hurts in a good way.
“That feels so good,” I admit against his mouth clenching my internal muscles.
He moans painfully. “Khloe, don’t,” he begs. “That’s just the tip, Sweet Girl. I’m not even inside of you yet. Fuck, you’re so hot, so tight.” I score his back with my nails when he drives just a hair deeper. “Are you ready?”
I roll my lips between my teeth and nod.
His hips shift back and ram forward. I cry out as he takes from me the only gift I have to give, a gift I would’ve never given to another living soul.
I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to will the pain and burning away. Tears escape my closed lids, and he licks them away.
“I’m sorry, Khloe, so sorry.” I feel him shift his weight, shifting back further on his heels. “I have to move, Sweet Girl.” I nod and swallow roughly. The sharp pain has now become more of a low throb, but the feel good part hasn’t shown up yet. I wait patiently to no avail as his hips begin to move slowly.
I hear an animalistic growl rumble in his chest as his thumb presses against and circles around my clit; it refocuses my attention away from the discomfort happening inside my body.
“I’ll worship you every day for the rest of my life,” he promises.
His thumb grows frantic against me, and his eyelids lower. “Can you give me one more?”
My body has already been put through the ringer, once in the shower with his hands and then in the bed with his mouth. Just as I begin to shake my head no, my core begins to tingle. I part my lips slightly to allow for my erratic breaths.
“Yes,” I answer him confidently.
“Fuck, baby. Come for me.” My eyes roll, my spine stiffens, and I scream as my body follows his command right over the precipice.
He levers over me again, somehow maintaining the rocking motion of his hips. Elbows above my shoulders, he holds my head with both hands. I raise my legs and encircle his hips with him. I moan when he drives deeper. “You’re going to feel me inside of you every time you move tomorrow,” he vows.
I clench again in response, uncaring that it causes me mild pain.
“I love you, so much,” he says as I feel the first pulse of his cock, and he begins to spill inside of me.