Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 48685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 195(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 195(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
But looking at Matt’s hooded eyes, deeply sexy smile, and sharp jaw, I’m not so sure that the danger is over.
10
Matt
Looking down into Cora’s deep brown eyes while gently stroking my hands over and across her ample body, I can’t help but feel relief and tension all mixed together.
On the one hand, I’m relieved that I arrived when I did and prevented a major disaster. On the other, sitting on the edge of Cora’s bed with just a few flimsy sheets between us, my whole body feels like a coil wound too tightly.
I want her, I think, my own voice gruff in my mind. But it’s wrong. She’s your son’s former fiancée, for crying out loud.
As I continue to try and warm up the poor, frightened girl by stroking her full figure, I watch as her worn out body slowly relaxes. Cora’s eyes are closed now, and I can tell she’s close to falling asleep. I move my hands from her legs up toward her shoulders, and she sighs deeply. I rub her arms briskly over the covers and as I do so, Cora curls into me. I stop rubbing and just hold her like that for a moment, wanting to bring as much comfort as I can to her.
God, that must have been terrifying.
I’m disappointed in myself, and that I let my anger get away from me.
But the truth is, I’m not so much angry with Cora for her ignorance about fire safety as I am pissed that something horrible could have happened to her.
A soft sigh escapes Cora’s lips, followed by a light snore, signaling that the beautiful brunette is finally sleeping. She’s a tempting sight. Her lips are a rosy red, and slightly pouted from relaxation. Her long lashes form dark semi-circles on her cheeks, and one bare, lovely shoulder protrudes from the blanket.
Don’t do it, the voice in my head warns. This is not the time.
But I can’t help it. I know this lush, lovely girl is wearing next-to-nothing below the blanket, and slowly, I lift the coverlet to reveal her curves. Her lush assets come into view: first one big breast, and then the other. They’re enormous and as she shifts a bit in her sleep, the lacy strap on her right arm falls down.
Don’t do it, the voice comes again, but I ignore my better self. Instead, I reach out with one hand, and gently stroke the strap off until the lacy cup falls away, revealing a rosy pink bud.
Oh shit, she’s beautiful. Her breasts must be Double Ds and the tight crest at the top beckons for my mouth. Like a man in a trance, I lean forward and latch onto her nipple for just a second. She moans softly as I suckle, turning over onto her back as if to give me better access.
Now, I’m completely done for. I pull the blanket lower, and let out a silent groan of desire. Her pink panties are practically see-through from our furious efforts to douse the fire. The thin material reveals a shadow between her thighs, and as I watch, she stirs again, her knees raising into a tempting, open vee. Slowly, I run a finger over her tight bud and Cora lets out a tiny moan, her legs falling open even wider.
Good, she likes it, I think feverishly to myself. Slowly, I pull the material of her crotch to the side, revealing those steamy pink lips and practically lose it right there. She’s lush and lovely, and so very tight. Her little hole winks at me even as her bud stands up at attention, waving with arousal. Gently, I stroke circles around it, murmuring with approval as she moistens onto my hand.
Any other man would leave now, but I can’t. I’ve been fantasizing about this woman for so long, and now she’s here, like a Sleeping Beauty who has yet to be touched by a man. Slowly, I drag one giant finger up her lips, stopping at her tiny hole. Cora moans again, shifting her hips a bit, as if begging for it, and I oblige.
Oh so gently, I ease a finger into her tightness. She whimpers a bit, a shadow coming over her beautiful features for a moment, and I stop. But then Cora relaxes once more, and I push even deeper into that sweet wetness. Oh shit, she’s so tight and she gets even tighter the further inside I go. Finally, my middle finger is embedded fully into her sweet pussy, and I pause for a moment as Cora twists slightly under my touch. But then her legs widen involuntarily again, and there’s a hot gush of wetness on my palm. Good. Her body has given its signal.
Slowly, I pull my finger out, watching with satisfaction as it reappears from her private hole. The digit is glistening with her juices and I want nothing more than to taste her nectar at this moment. But this sweet girl deserves more, and I slowly began to slide my finger in and out of her tightness.