Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 25457 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25457 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 102(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
“Don’t worry about it.” The fuck does that mean? I dragged my cock out of her and when she growled I slammed back in.
Throwing my head back I thrust my hips forward nice and slow before changing up and hitting it faster and faster.
Just like the night before she owned my ass with her pussy and I guess it hadn’t been the weed because she wasn’t high now that I could see, but she sure did give my cock a workout.
“Fuck babe, how did you train your pussy to do this shit?” No joke, there had to be an exercise somewhere for the way she moved her pussy muscles, no way her virgin ass came up with that on her own.
She was too busy getting dick to answer me, but I figured I was going to have to bring something to the table or this girl would have me walking behind her with my tongue hanging out my fucking head if she kept throwing platinum pussy at me.
I waited until she was right in the middle of one of her slow roll and squeeze routines and banged into her cervix.
“Fuuuuuuuuckkkkkkk.” That’s right baby. She looked over her shoulder at me, now she was the one with the wide- open mouth, and I felt back in control.
She never stopped looking at me as I fucked her like a battering ram, her eyes rolled back to the whites and I knew my job was done.
Chapter 8
ANGELICA
I was right he’s pierced on his cock. I didn’t have much time to play last night, everything was too new and moving too fast, plus I was high and tipsy. But I plan to have some fun tonight after dinner.
After he nailed me over the table and we both cleaned up, I served the reheated dinner I’d made.
I had a hard time deciding what to cook for him. I know he likes fried greasy food, the saltier the better. But I know too much of that can’t be good, plus he eats on the run too much.
In the end I went with pot roast and new potatoes with rosemary. He cleaned his plate after giving me a curious look, which I chose to ignore.
We had plenty of time for serious discussions; right now I wanted another go at that nice hanging piece of meat between his thighs.
“You done?” his voice intruded on my thoughts and before I could answer he was taking both our plates to the sink.
“Before I forget, that dress you’re barely wearing, that and anything else like it is a no-no. You can wear shit like that around the house for my eyes only, but you ever step foot out of here dressed like that again, we’re gonna have problems.”
I need a joint for this mess. “I knew it was too good to be true. Look here officer dense, I already have a father I don’t need another one.
Especially not one that’s going to breathe down my neck and tell me what to do. I moved away from home to avoid that shit. You can put down my dishes and walk your ass out of my damn kitchen.”
Was he hard of hearing? He acted as though he hadn’t heard a word I’d said, just carried on rinsing the dishes and stacking them in the dishwasher.
I wasn’t exactly mad, more like disappointed that he had to go and spoil a good thing. I hate being told what to do; it pisses me off.
“Didn’t you hear me?”
“I heard you, I just choose to ignore you when you’re being stupid.”
“When I...” I was up and in his face like a shot; this is why I stay high.
“Get out of my house before I call the police.”
“I am the police, now I suggest you settle your little ass down. What’s so bad about a man not wanting his woman showing the goods to anyone else? Would you like me to walk around with my cock hanging out for all the world to see?”
“That’s illegal, there’s nothing wrong with this dress.”
“There was nothing wrong with it when you were trying to catch me, now you’ve reeled me in, unless there’s another fish on your hook you don’t need anymore bait.”
It sounded like it made sense, but I still didn’t like it one bit. I stomped back to my seat fuming, asshole jerk.
CALEB
She’s pissed, but then again when isn’t she? I dried off my hands and turned to face her at the table. Her face was set and she looked mad enough to chew nails.
“Are we staying here or going to my place?” she pouted and rolled her eyes but didn’t answer. “Here it is then.”
I picked her up kicking and screaming and headed out of the kitchen and down the hallway looking for the nearest bed.
When I found one I dropped her on it and fell on top of her, pinning her in place. “Caleb, I don’t want to do this with you anymore...”
“Tough fucking luck, you did everything you could to get me, now I’m here to stay, now open your legs like a good girl so I can fuck you.”
“You...are you some sort of Neanderthal or something?”
“Or something.” I forced her legs open with mine and latched onto her neck; that ought to keep her ass quiet.
She arched into me and pulled me in closer, while rubbing her pussy against my hardening cock.
“Oh fuck me Caleb.”
“I plan to.” I tore her dress off and just reached between us and fiddled with my zipper until my cock was loose. I lifted her leg out of the way and closed my eyes as I was enveloped in the sweet heat of her pussy once more.
This time was a little slower, a little sweeter. I took my time and nibbled on her flesh as she moved beneath me.
I whispered softly in her ear, things I wanted to do to her, keeping her at fever pitch.
Each time she tried to rush me, or use her bionic pussy on me, I bit into her neck and fucked deep, keeping control of the situation.