Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55765 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55765 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
“Your nipples taste so fucking good,” I growl. “They get all needy and hard for me.”
“Hmm,” she gasps when I softly bite one. “L-Luke.”
I grab her pants, pull on them, and guide them down her body. She whimpers when they get stuck around her thighs. I lean back and see the embarrassment on her face.
“What are you thinking?” I ask.
She stares up at me with that classic Maci look, lips slightly parted, a touch of shame reddening her cheeks.
“Tell me,” I demand.
“These pants are too tight… for a woman like me.”
“A woman like you?” I groan.
“You know—my size.”
With another animalistic sound, I grab her underwear and pull hard. She whimpers as I snap the fabric, leaving just her pants and her warm, wet opening on display.
“Maybe this is how I want you,” I groan, kneeling to pick her up. She gasps when I lift her over my shoulder, as though she’s surprised I can carry her so easily.
I take her to the recliners and carefully place her on her knees so that her body is bent over the seat, her ass sticking out, her pussy somehow even more tempting with how her pants are keeping her thick thighs pressed together. She looks at me over her shoulder.
“You look obsessed,” she whispers.
“Your fucking pussy…” I can hardly speak. “So wet. Soaked for me.”
“Just for you,” she murmurs, which floods my dick with more hardness.
I fall to my knees, giving me a better view of her plump ass and her core glistening. Moving my hand to her ass, I sink my touch deeper, deeper into her the fullness of her body. She moans, biting her lip. Her creamy skin is marked red with the outline of her underwear, from where I snapped it free.
“You’re so goddamn wet,” I groan. “So ready.”
She nods. “I-I am.”
“I wanted to take this slow.” Reaching down, I stroke my hand up and down my dick, spreading the precome, making myself slick. “I wanted to be good. I wanted to, but I need you. I need that tight fucking slit. Oh, fuck. Maci. I can’t live without you.”
She gasps, a flutter of nerves passing across her expression. Then she nods. “I want it, too.”
Maybe she’s nervous about the fact she’s a virgin, or perhaps it’s something else—something I can’t even let into my head right now. Reaching forward, I palm her sweet core at the same time as stroking myself, getting us both ready. She shudders and starts moaning, pushing back against me. When I slip a finger inside of her, she grips me tightly, giving me an aching preview of what she will feel like wrapped around my dick.
“Oh… fuck.”
I can’t wait anymore. My head is hazy. All that exists is my woman, her heat, my dick, the primal need for connection.
Hooking one hand between her beautiful soft stomach and her leg, I pull myself closer, using my other to guide my dick toward her entrance. This isn’t how I planned to take her virginity. I thought we’d flirt in the pool, get close, then I’d take her to the relaxation room and lay her on her back. This is savage. She’s trapped—mine.
I bring my swollen head to her opening, pushing against her, feeling her walls part for me.
“Stop,” she whispers. It’s like she’s forcing the words out. I look up, somehow dragging my gaze away from her ass and meeting her eyes. Her mouth is twisted in indecision. “We… we can’t. I’m sorry, Luke. I shouldn’t have let it get this far.”
She rolls onto her back, then stands awkwardly, made more difficult by her pants trapping her. She huffs and pulls her pants up, turning away.
“Where are you going?” I say.
She looks at me over her shoulder. That’s a good thing. It means I can’t see her juicy tits, except I can, just a little, the edge of them from behind. I attempt to tame myself.
“I can’t do this,” she replies. “I want to forget. I want to pretend nothing else matters and that nothing else exists, but just thinking about… Well, you know what—who—” She corrects herself and finishes, “… I’m thinking about.”
I swallow, indecision of my own touching me. One half of my savage heart wants to ignore her, rush forward and grab her, drive my manhood against the tight material of her pants, yank them down, and push my slick dick hotly deep inside her. The other half knows what I have to do, and that’s the part I listen to. The emotion in her voice and her eyes tug at the civilized part of me.
“You don’t have to leave,” I tell her. “I understand. I’m not just interested in you for that, Maci. We’ve still got our lunch and our date.”
Her eyebrows shoot up. She turns, making this more difficult all over again. Her breasts bounce temptingly with each movement. It’s unbelievable that she’d ever doubt how perfect her body is. Her eyes flit to my cock, still rock-hard, still ready to plunge deep inside her.