Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 33401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
"Bailey, listen to me." I can't resist nipping at her again to hear that noise she makes. "You have to be absolutely sure this is what you want. You're a virgin. There's no going back once I'm inside you."
Her voice is tremulous but sure. "I want it. I want you, Porter."
"Fuck," I growl against her skin. "You can't say things like that."
"Why?" Bailey giggles. "What happens?"
I thrust my hips into her, grinding my cock against her mound. "This, sweetheart."
"Ohh." Bailey's mouth falls open, and her legs tighten around me.
"There you go." My voice is a rough whisper, and I snake an arm under her shirt, trailing a hand up her smooth, flat stomach. "Open up for Daddy. Let me feel you."
Bailey's legs drop from around my waist and she spreads them, letting me settle fully between her thighs. Even through my boxers and her panties, the pressure on her clit has her writhing under me.
"You're so hard," she whimpers, her fingers digging into the muscles of my shoulders.
"All for you, baby." I pull her shirt up, and Bailey sits up, lifting her arms above her head so I can get it off.
She's just as gorgeous as she was the night I gave her the massage that led to me tasting between her legs. Her tits are full and pink-tipped, bouncing as the shirt comes off and Bailey lounges back again.
"Let's get these off." I hook a finger into her panties, and Bailey lifts her hips eagerly. I pull them down and drop them on the floor. When I look down at her body, it's almost too perfect to believe. Bailey's golden hair is splayed out on the pillow, her face flushed with desire. Her tits heave with every breath, her pink nipples hard, and her hands grip the sheets. The lower half of her body is all pale, smooth skin, her pussy glistening.
My Bailey is wet and ready, and I'm going to give her exactly what she wants.
I pull away, standing and stripping my boxers off. Bailey's eyes are locked onto my cock, her lips parting, and I smile. "Like what you see, baby?"
She raises herself on her elbows and swallows hard. "Yes."
"Nervous?" It's a pointless question. I know she is. I take my cock in my fist and stroke it a few times, giving her the full show. Bailey nods, and I chuckle. "Don't worry, baby girl. Daddy's gonna go nice and slow."
I prowl back onto the bed and push her thighs wide open. Bailey lies back, her eyes fluttering shut, and her breathing quickens. "I've got you, Bailey," My voice is a seductive rumble. "And when you call me Daddy, you're telling me that I have all of you. Every bit of you. Isn't that right?"
"Yes." She cries out when I drag my tongue over her slit, parting her lips. Bailey tastes fucking amazing, and my hands grab her ass, squeezing her plump cheeks. "Ah!"
"That's my girl." I press my tongue deep into her channel, fucking her slowly. A steady stream of juices coats her pussy, and I lap it all up. "You're already getting nice and wet for me. That's good. We're going to need all the help we can get to fit me inside of you."
"Oh God." Bailey rocks her hips, her toes curling into the mattress. "Please, Porter."
"Say it, Bailey. Tell me what you want."
She whimpers, gasping. "I want you to fuck me."
"And I will, baby." My tongue swipes up through her folds, finding her clit. It's swollen and sensitive, and when I flick it with my tongue, Bailey squeals. "But first I'm going to make you come. You're going to come all over Daddy's mouth, and then I'm going to fuck you, Bailey. That's what you want, isn't it? For Daddy to fill your tight, little pussy with his cock?"
"Yes." Her voice is almost a sob.
I push her thighs open wider and devour her. Bailey squirms and bucks, her fingers in my hair, nails scraping across my scalp, her juices spilling down her thighs. I lick her through one orgasm, and then another. The way she comes apart is gorgeous and primal. She doesn’t hold a single thing back. When I look up at her body, Bailey's mouth is open, her eyelids squeezed shut.
I press soft kisses over her thighs as she comes back down to planet Earth, resisting the urge to grind my cock into the mattress for even an ounce of relief. Fuck! Seeing her all wrung out because I made her come so hard makes me want to pound my chest and roar at the night sky. She awakens something animalistic in me, something so possessive that it threatens to eat us both alive.
Good. I want it to. I want to possess her fully, and I don't give a damn if it's too much, too fast.