Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 13655 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 55(@250wpm)___ 46(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13655 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 68(@200wpm)___ 55(@250wpm)___ 46(@300wpm)
“You, my delectable little morsel, are an oasis in a desert. The entire fucking sundae in a crystal encrusted glass. You are my dirty, wet dream come to life, Leigh. You are going to be my wife, my slave, my breeding machine and most of all my everything. All you have to do is tell me you want all of it.” I am centimeters from her lips, watching the glossy pink puckers gasp, at my fingers moving across her exposed nipples over and over. “Say it, angel. Tell me you want this.” If she doesn’t say it I am more afraid it won’t matter. That I am too far gone not to take her anyway.
She looks at me, eyes heavy with lust and need. She licks her lips and moans when I pinch one of her buds, pulling on it, intent on making her pussy fucking drown in cream. “Oh God, D. Of course I want it. I..” I cut her off my lips on hers. Our first kiss is like being on a whirly carnival ride. My gut is rolling, trying it hardest to sustain my knees.
Her lips are soft and explorative, urgently desperate against my own. My tongue moves inside of her warm mouth, tangling with hers, fondling her from the inside as I prepare her to be fondled on the outside. “Jesus. You taste like cotton candy and caramel.” I lift her bountiful breasts in my hands, cum squirting out of my cock when the weight settles in my hands. “Fuck angel. You have a bounty under that dress, baby.” Her breasts are perfectly round D cups, with areola as big as my thumb and forefinger. My cock twitches as I imagine sucking on them, watching her milk drip down. Smack. “Fuck.” I whisper watching them bounce up and down like kids' toys.
“D, please.” She begs squirming against me. She is so damn gorgeous. She pushes her chest further out, presenting them to me.
“Look at you. My little Lolita. I have to...I have to taste them. I can’t wait.” I lean down, sniffing her nipples, moaning at the sweet smell. Shit. 39 years of having perfect teeth and one night with her is going to send me to the dentist.
“D, I feel so lightheaded.” She moans, head rolling back and forth as her eyes glaze over. I love that I haven’t really done anything to her yet and she is already so gone for me.
“Don’t worry baby. I got you.” My tongue comes out and licks around her budding little button. Fucking shit. They taste like syrup. I suck it into my mouth, pulling it out and slathering it in my saliva, alternating between both of them over and over. Biting, sucking, licking.
“D. Please. Oh please. Yes.” Hearing her beg for me finally snaps open the last remaining seal. Fuck everything else but making this girl mine.
Chapter Two
Everleigh
I am so exhausted. My eyes refuse to open even though I can feel the sun hitting my skin. Rolling over I know the bed is going to be empty, but I still like to look at the indentation he leaves behind before I get up for the day.
Stretching my arms above my head, I groan at how sore my muscles are. I am eighteen years old, and he is wearing me out. I don’t know how he does it. He literally keeps me up all night, waking from sleep throughout the night, and somehow he manages to get up and rule the free world. That man is magnificent.
Turning on the shower, I move to the mirror and look at myself. I can’t help marveling at the changes that I see. I look like a teenager, but underneath there is something fundamentally different about me since that day two months ago when he made me not only a woman, but his woman.
He tortured me for what feels like hours, but was only minutes by the door of his suite. Licking and sucking my tits into his mouth, kissing me like a thirsty beast. By the time he took me to his bed, I was out of my mind with lust. The memory will never leave me.
I feel drunk. Like I just drank…well…. whatever you drink to get drunk. I know it's alcohol, but I have never had any. Not even a wine cooler. But right now, I feel like I have drunk 20 of them. My body is humming with all the electrifying feelings coursing through it right now. So many emotions. I mean this is finally happening. I have been in love with him for two years and finally I can be fully his.
During the course of those two years, we have had moments. Moments of no touching but long lingering glances and heat exchange between us so hot, it could have burned the whole White House down. We exchanged letters and notes, always hidden in a secret place only he and I know about, building up to this very moment.