Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 48017 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 240(@200wpm)___ 192(@250wpm)___ 160(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48017 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 240(@200wpm)___ 192(@250wpm)___ 160(@300wpm)
Her panties and bra on the other hand don’t fare so well, and once I discover Ashlee doesn’t mind things a little rough, I waste little time in getting to the parts of her I hunger for the most.
I could sit and watch her nakedness all day, the little tuft of soft downy blond hair over her pussy, the thick nipples that I discover are just as sensitive as her little clit.
All framed by her curves and her crown of blond hair bobbing in time with each of my movements as her blue eyes flash with arousal, need, and desire.
I want all of her though. Everything all at once, but being this close to her for our first time, I take as much time as I can, despite the raging hardness in my pants begging to be freed and thrust balls deep inside of her.
She tastes as sweet as she looks, and returning as good as she gets, her hands grip my hair as strong as her legs clamp down on my neck and shoulders telling me that she’s no slouch when it comes to working for her reward.
I feel like I’m in heaven, finally having her where she belongs. With my face between her thighs and her voice repeating my name until I know she can’t hold it a second longer.
I don’t want to tease her with it, no. I want her to enjoy all the pleasures I have to give her.
The only thing I ask, the only rule is that she be mine and mine alone.
All for me.
Feeling her climax, tasting all of her essences, and feeling its heat run down my chin, I understand in a single moment how everything between us can only get better every second we’re together.
She comes hard.
Almost as hard as I know I’ve fallen for her. It’s an emotional climax for her but I’m all about giving her more of this, every day and at every opportunity.
I’ve never been a big kisser. Must be the tough guy construction worker in me I guess. But my mouth gravitates to hers and my body presses up hard against her softness as our mouths meet.
I kiss her hard and long. Showing her just how good she tastes as well as marking another part of her that belongs to me now.
Every inch of her. Every hole.
All mine to pleasure her with.
But as intense as it is, as she slowly winds down from what I know is the best orgasm of her life so far, she looks suddenly doubtful.
Apprehensive.
I wonder if I’m leaning on her too heavily, or if I’ve done something wrong.
Is she still mad about me not mentioning I’m just the best man?
No. it’s not that. Her breath shivers as she gets up the courage to tell me something.
My heart is in my throat but I ask her what’s wrong.
“Nothing’s wrong,” she says swiftly. Gripping both my arms and pawing at me gently, trying to look me in the eyes but her lower lip gives her feelings away.
It’s trembling like she is.
I gently ease her back into a more upright position, kneeling down in front of her and holding her elbows.
“Tell me, Ashlee. What’s the matter?” I ask her firmly.
Her voice wavers with emotion as she starts to explain.
“I guess this is the part where the man has his way with the girl. All the way…” she trails off, making me frown.
Confused.
“Uh. I thought that’s what you wanted.” I pause. “I mean… We want each other, right? This is what boy meets girl is like, isn’t it?” I ask myself out loud.
She gets that pleading look again, silently begging me to understand. To be patient with her.
I’m all ears.
“I just can’t guarantee anything special is all,” she murmurs, looking down and past me. “I know you want to… But I’ve never. I mean I just…”
I finally understand what she’s trying to tell me, but a bigger part of me wants to hear her say it.
Wants her to be mine as well as something extra special on top.
“Say it,” I demand gently. “Tell me you’re my little virgin, dying for me to fuck you until you come. Harder than you did just now.” I beam, so pleased with myself.
So glad she’s not only going to be all mine but that she’ll be my one and only and I’ll be her first.
But she doesn’t see it like that for some reason, and I can see I’ve upset her for the second time today.
“Is it funny to you?” she snaps, pushing the bunched up dress down to cover herself. Flushing red with anger as well as embarrassment.
“Is this some sort of game to you, Brandon? Because if it is it’s—”
I lurch forward, planting a gentle kiss on those sweet lips.
A soft kiss that I hope says more than I ever could with words.