Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 40403 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40403 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Knowing I need to explain and apologize, I pull her into my fathers office and lock the door even though I can hear him behind me yelling at me to come back. Once the door is locked, I turn to her and see her red face and the tears she is trying to hide from me. “Shit baby, I am sorry.”
“No I am.” She says, wiping her eyes. “I shouldn’t have come without calling first. I’ll go.” I stop her with my hands on her hips. Lifting her I place her on the desk and move between her legs.
“No angel. It is me who needs to apologize. I acted like an asshole because you walk into this grease shop looking like a candy striper, smelling like a vanilla ice cream, walking with your legs straight and together showing them no one has been between them and I want to rip every last one of their eyes out for getting even a glimpse of you.” her mouth falls open forming an ‘O’ and I can’t help but lean into her and kiss her.
She moans in my mouth, her hands gripping my shirt pulling me closer to her. “Am I crazy for feeling like I missed you? We’ve only gone on one date.” She says between panting and sticking her tongue in my mouth. A frenzy sets over me having her pull at my shirt like she is as hungry for me as I am for her.
Out of my mind with a fierce urge to mark her in some way, I continue kissing her but push her back on the desk until she is away from my mouth. "Is this why you came here little girl?” I push up her tight little skirt and stare at the wet spot on her innocent white panties. “I gave you a little taste of what it will be like to be owned by me and now you are desperate to feel it?” She whimpers when my fingers slide underneath the edge of her panties. “So you came here with these pure, unblemished panties on, flashing your sweetness all through my shop, teasing all the dicks in the room to prove what to me, angel?” She groans when my finger touches her lips once and pull back.
“I don’t know what is happening but I want it.” Damn her honesty just shot me right through the gut. She said what I have been feeling with such poetry.
“Good enough for me. Spread those creamy thighs so I can look at you. Show me the greedy pussy that’s got you all worked up for me.” She opens them like a good girl and my nose fills up with the scent of her virgin cunt. “Pull your panties to the side angel. I want to see how much you want me to have it.” Her breath comes in short gasps, her panties getting more and more drenched by the second.
I put my hands in my pants, gripping my cock so he behaves, reminding him we are not in a private place and can’t fuck her like we want. “Jacob.” She says my name quietly looking to me for reassurance.
“Such a good girl.” I say licking my lips. “Look at that sticky little cum dumpster. Look at how your lips part, already giving me the room I need to slurp up all that cream. Shit!” I call out, holding the beating monster between my legs. “Hold the back of your knees angel and keep them there.” She whimpers but does as I say so obediently it makes my chest hurt. From behind me I pull up a chair and sit it, face to face with her pussy.
Without touching it, I lean in and sniff it running my nose through the folds. “JACOB!” She cries my name too loud but not loud enough. I want her to scream my name, moan in pleasure letting everyone hear her, but I also don’t want anyone knowing what she sounds like when I give her pleasure. I am in an internal battle with myself and I don’t see it ending anytime soon.
Blowing air on her weepy little box, I reprimand her. “Tsk. Tsk angel. You have to keep all noises and whimpers to yourself. If anyone hears you coming but me, I will burn this place to the ground with everyone in it, including my own father. Do you understand?”
“Y-yes. Yes. Please.” She keens lifting her shiny snatch to my face.
“Good girl. Do you know what good girls get?” she shakes her head no, sweat forming on her forehead. “They get this.” I take a long languorous lick from her opening to her clit. I lick the trail of her stickiness to her nub, rolling my eyes to the back of my head from my first shot of her heroine into my body. “My god angel. You’ll be lucky if I greet you without having you on your back and in my mouth.” My tongue moves down her pussy, snacking all the way down, taking little bites and nibbles as I go.