Total pages in book: 9
Estimated words: 8707 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 44(@200wpm)___ 35(@250wpm)___ 29(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 8707 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 44(@200wpm)___ 35(@250wpm)___ 29(@300wpm)
“Bedroom?” he asks, taking off his coat. He kicks his shoes off and I step out of my sandals.
“Back there,” I manage to say, pulling my bra over my head. The time for talking is long past over and I’m so ready for what happens next. I shimmy out of my pants and stand in front of him completely naked,
“Oh my God,” he croaks, his hand over his heart.
“What?” I ask, suddenly shy. I want to cover my body from his view, but I stop short. My eyes pop up to his. The look on his face is one of awe or shock, but not one of repulsion. I don’t know why my mind went there, but it did.
“You are so fucking gorgeous, River. I mean it. I’ve never seen anything like you.” He drops his pants and his hard, glorious cock springs free. I’ve never seen anything like that. Not in real life.
“Thank you. You’re not so bad yourself,” I say, launching myself at him. I’m feeling desperate for him. He lifts me up and grips my ass hard. My arms wrap around his neck, my legs lock around his hips, and our lips meet again. “Take me to bed, E.”
He carries me down the short hallway to my bedroom and climbs on the bed. I’m under him now. Right where I should be. He unhooks my legs and opens my thighs, his big hands on my skin. I feel like I’m on fire. His lips move down my body until he wraps his lips around my nipple. I shoot up, pleasure taking over every nerve in my body.
“Be still baby. Let me love you,” he murmurs and continues down my body. Settling back on the pillows, I feel his tongue dance down my belly to my pussy. He buries his face, licking me. Over and over, he fucks me with his talented tongue, and I think that there’s no way he hasn’t done this before like he said, but I don’t think he lied about that. Why would he?
Just as I’m about to come, he stops and moves up my body. Slowly, he wraps his fist around his thick cock and jerks it while looking down at me. Licking my lips, I prepare myself for what’s about to happen. He lines himself up with my pussy hole and rubs the tip of his cock there a few times. The fire in my body, spreads, making me think that I can fly. Suddenly, he thrusts himself into me and we are skin to skin. I didn’t think about protection, not that I had any lying around, but I’m not about to say anything. It might be wrong to not say anything, but he’s not saying anything either. Carrying his baby would be amazing. I moan at the sensation of being so full. He groans in what seems like agony, but the look on his face is unlike any I’ve ever seen before.
He pauses, letting me adjust. Despite the little bite of pain, I don’t want to wait. I begin to move a little, letting him know that I want him to also move.
“E, please. Please,” I beg of him. I need more. I want more.
“Give me a second, River. If I move now, I’ll come, and this will be over.”
“Is it ever really going to be over?” I ask, desperate to keep him.
“Hell no. You’re mine now, baby. I own you.”
“I own you too,” I groan as he finally, finally starts moving after what seems like a lifetime of waiting.
“Greedy, greedy girl,” he chants as he dominates me over and over. The frantic, eager thrusts he’s giving me are met by me. He’s gripping my hips so hard; I can already tell there’s going to be bruising. Sweat pours off both of us and I can’t bring myself to care. This ecstasy, this sweet torture is going to kill me, I just know it.
“Marry me,” he shouts as he rears up, his balls hitting my ass with each and every thrust.
“Yes,” I scream over and over and over again. My orgasm starts in my toes and moves up my body like a volcano about to destroy a poor, defenseless town. I erupt and feel him do the same.
“River!” he shouts as jet after jet of his come hits my greedy womb. I can feel it. Is that normal? How the hell would I know? The only thing I do know is that I never want this to end.
Slowly, I come back down to Earth from wherever the hell I was floating. He’s collapsed on top of me, my hands are in his hair. When did I do that? My voice is hoarse, and my thighs are still shaking like I ran a marathon. He’s still hard inside of me.
“E?” I ask, after clearing my throat.