Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
“Is that good?” she asks nervously.
“Y-y-yeah,” I manage to say.
It’s not just the physical feeling. It’s the fact of what we’re doing, the fact this is Kay, the fact she belongs to me.
This is the first step to…
“Argh,” I grunt when the seed rushes up my shaft.
My come explodes all over her breasts, showering her big, juicy tits and sliding down toward her nipples. She stares at me wide-eyed and excitable as hell with a pout on her lips. Her eyes narrow, though, concern invading the moment, poisoning it. She looks down at her chest as if surprised to find my seed there.
Fuck. Already, I’m getting hard again as I watch her tits gleam with my release. I almost tell her to rub her breasts and make them even shinier, but I have to use this chance while I can, still conscious and lucid enough to think clearly. Or nearly clear, anyway, close enough to penetrate the fog of my desire. For a little while. A few precious seconds.
Then any sense of clarity vanishes when she rubs the release over her tits. She doesn’t do it on purpose. I think she’s trying to clean it off, but I can’t take it. My cock is already rock-solid again.
She makes the sexiest moaning noise as I reach down and start stroking my hard dick. Staring up at me, she whispers, “Again?”
My head is thumping. This is so bad and wrong, but I don’t let myself think about that: just her body, her curviness, her breasts with her excited, needy nipples.
“I need to fuck your tits,” I growl. “Push them together.”
“Like… this?” she asks, still game and ready. When she pushes her breasts together, I know I won’t be able to stop. Already, my shaft is full of seed as if my body will keep supplying it until I explode in the only place that matters—her perfect young slit.
I groan, then guide my manhood between her breasts. I start pumping back and forth, slick with my previous release, my hands on her shoulders.
“Oh, fuck,” I growl when she begins to bounce with my movements.
“Yeah?” she moans, guiding her tits in time with my pumping.
“Keep… doing… that…”
I can hardly speak. It’s like she’s hypnotizing me with her fertile body. Her breasts sway with the movements. Her eyes are just as sexy as her body. She’s looking up at me with a gorgeous mixture of surprise and captivation. The more I snarl and moan, the more intently she stares up.
“Beg me to come,” I growl. “B-b-b…”
Words finally fail me. My woman shifts her big, juicy tits up and down even quicker. She has no clue how much power she has over me right now. I’m completely lost, entirely hers.
“Come for me,” she moans. “Again, Kai. Come for me again. Please, Kai. Please.”
I nod urgently. My neck muscles are straining, shutting down my ability to speak. I pump my hips one final time, and then it all erupts, spattering her upper chest and sliding down over her tits. I’m an animal, I realize with stunning clarity in the final few moments.
Ryan flashes across my mind as more and more seed rushes up my shaft, erupting over her plump, curvy tits. I’m a bad man. There’s no way around it. I’m a beast for doing this twice and for what I must do now—end this.
It’s my only choice. It makes me a real piece of dirt, a lowlife, using my woman twice and then closing myself down emotionally, but there’s no way around it. The alternative is to tell her the truth. Tell her how much she means to me. Tell her she’s mine.
“I…”
I trail off, almost telling her, I want you again. I want you forever. I’m falling in love with you, but I have to say something else, something cruel. I have to be cold. I have to be the man I was before I saw my Kay all grown up.
“We can’t do this again,” I growl, pulling my pants up roughly. “We have to pretend it never happened. Do you understand me, Kay?”
She blinks, her eyes glistening. She looks like she could break down in tears at any moment. Guilt tries to coil around me, to convince me I’m the world’s biggest monster. Somehow, I manage to turn away. Maybe it has something to do with Ryan staring at me in my thoughts, his eyes vicious. He’s never looked at me like that in real life. It’s the severe, murderous expression he aims at his enemies.
“You’re right,” Kay says bitterly, the words directed at my back as I stride for the door that adjoins our rooms. I almost turn and roar at her, “No, I’m not fucking right. I’m dead wrong. We belong together, and we always will.”
Instead, I throw the door open, rush into my room, and slam the door behind me. I try not to let myself think about what we just did, but I can’t stop reliving it and obsessing over it. Her pussy was so…