Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21964 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21964 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
“Oh, you’re so deep,” she moans, feeling me even more in this position.
I slide my hand under her and grab her throat, choking her just a little as her big juicy tits press against my flexed forearm.
This time my control is gone. I’m merciless as I start thrusting into her hard and deep. My pelvis slams into her soft ass cheeks with every drive. The headboard starts knocking against the wall, harder and harder.
I feel her pussy tighten around me as her screams get louder, more frantic, more out of control.
“Christ,” I hiss through clenched teeth as she erupts on my cock, cumming all over me. I feel her inner walls clenching and pulsating, trying to milk my cum out as she screams my name.
I tighten my grip on her neck, letting her know that her alpha male is in control as I thrust in deep and hold it there. Her legs are trembling as the orgasm consumes her.
I hold my cock in deep, enjoying the feel of her virgin pussy cumming on a cock for the first time.
My plan is to power through it, to hold myself in there, so we can keep going, but it feels too good. Her little whimpers are the last straw. They push me over the edge.
I thrust in and out one last time, pushing my cock as close to her womb as it will get, and then let go with a roar.
The intensity stuns me. It rocks me to my core. I hold onto her desperately as I transfer every drop of my seed into her ripe waiting womb.
Just when I think my balls are empty, one more stream of cum surges out of me, coating the walls of her virgin cunt.
When I can’t hold myself up any longer, I drop onto the bed and pull her into my embrace. My eyelids are so heavy, but I don’t want to miss a moment.
I struggle to keep them open as I breathe in her delicious scent, as I treasure the softness of her skin, and as I cherish the warm feeling of love growing in my chest that will never go away as long as I’m alive.
But it’s not long before we both drift off into sleep—happy, satisfied, and completely in love.
Chapter Nine
Victoria
We both call in sick for the day to enjoy our new budding romance over a three day weekend. There’s nothing I want more than to lay in bed with Westin, order take-out, and feel him deep inside me in every way and position possible.
Last night was incredible.
I never understood why everyone was so obsessed with sex, but now I get it. I really get it.
It’s all I can think about. On the drive back to my place, I kept catching myself glancing at the bulge in Westin’s pants, wondering if it will get hard and long if I start stroking his leg. Even in the elevator, I had an intense urge to hit the emergency stop button so we could have a quickie between floors. The camera stopped me, so we ended up making out instead.
He’s taken over my brain. He’s taken over my body. Every second I crave him.
We step into my condo and he’s all over me, kissing my neck and feeling me up with his wandering hands before I can even close the door.
I came to get a few clothes and some toiletries to last me on our three day sex marathon. Not that I’ll be wearing any clothes…
My shirt is on the floor and my tits are out when there’s a loud knocking on the door.
“Go away!” Westin shouts as he moves from sucking one hard nipple to the other.
Fuck… I can’t even think straight with his hot mouth on me like this. My mind is all hazy and overloaded with sexual thoughts.
I’ve been a virgin for twenty-seven years and one night with Westin has awoken the sexual Kraken within me.
“Open up, Vicky!” a muffled voice shouts from the other side of the door.
Westin whips his head around to the sound of the masculine voice. “Who’s that?”
I grab my shirt and yank it back on before he goes all possessive beast mode again. “My brother,” I say as I tuck my breasts back into my bra.
I take a deep breath, smooth my hair out, and open the door.
“Yes?”
Gabriel storms past me, but then he jerks his head back in shock when he sees Westin in my condo. He recovers quickly and nods to him.
“Hey, Westin.”
“Gabriel.”
“What the hell kind of stunt were you two trying to pull at my show last night?” he asks with a sharp edge to his voice.
“I’m sorry about that,” I tell him. “I really am. It was an accident.”
“You call bursting in on a runway an accident? What the hell, Vicky?!”
“We were trying to escape the security guard.”