Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
He quickly tugs my pants down, taking my panties with them, working them over the curve of my hips. He gives my backside a little spank and grins into my mouth. “God, I love how you feel. Is it obvious?”
He grinds harder against me, indicating to his rock-hard erection.
“Maybe just a little,” I tease.
I reach out to pop the buttons on his jeans, but he beats me to it. He has his pants at his ankles in seconds and his cock pressed against me with his eyes locked to mine the next moment. I can even feel his heartbeat thumping through his chest against mine.
His eyes are narrow yet filled with excitement. Almost predatory. “You’re so wet already,” he growls.
Only now do I feel my cheeks go red as I realize he’s right. I really am that excited, and he can tell. My body is begging to be taken, and there’s no hiding it from him. Not that I would want to anyway, but I thought I would at least have some control over the timing of how all this happened.
I guess when the man you’re with is as dashing and enticing as Tyson, your body just takes over for you.
He threads his fingers through my hair and bends my head back, then drags his lips up the tender skin of my neck, causing a shiverlike sensation to explode through my body. I cry out softly and hear a tender chuckle spill from his lips as he kisses back down my chest to my breasts and finds my nipple with his tongue.
My back arches up off the couch again, and he grinds tenderly against me with his swollen manhood, causing a shock of pleasure to jolt through me.
Oh my God.
Oh my God!
This is seriously happening, isn’t it?
He’s naked. I’m naked. There’s nothing between us to separate us. And it’s his…thing that’s causing me to feel good right now. He may not be inside me yet, but that’s only a matter of time.
“I can’t handle waiting,” Tyson confesses as he takes my breasts into his hands. “I need to be inside you now, Penny.”
If only he had some idea of what those words do to me when I hear them.
It’s like my entire body lights on fire. Or a volcano forms deep inside me and is ready to explode. I part my legs for him. All I want is to give myself over in every way possible. I want him to have everything.
“Yes.” I nod, staring deeply into his eyes. “I want you inside me, Tyson. Take me.”
His eyes light up and focus on mine as he lowers himself closer and guides his cock to my entrance.
I reach out and grasp his waist. His physique is hypnotic. I can’t stop myself from caressing his abs as he pushes forward and begins to enter me.
“I’m big, baby,” he warns me. “It might hurt a bit at the start.”
“Don’t worry,” I reply. “I can handle it.”
Tyson grins and comes even closer, so his lips are a hair’s breadth from mine. I moan in desperation. I can’t even believe how much I want it. How much I want him.
And then I feel it.
He enters me.
It’s a whirlwind of emotions as so many sensations ripple through my body. The first is the stretch as he spreads me open with the head of his cock. There is a slight twang of pain along with it, but I brush it aside almost as soon as I feel it. It’s overwhelmed by the wave of pleasure that takes over.
“You okay?” he asks with such consideration.
“Yes.” I nod vigorously. “More. Give me more.”
He does, without hesitation.
He thrusts deeper, forcing a searing pleasure upon me that I can barely handle.
I feel something deep inside me like a dam breaking, and my entire body jolts without my control. I reach out and grab on to him with my arms and my legs. I grit my teeth as an electrifying pulse of lust and excitement rages through me, taking me somewhere I’ve never been before.
“That was your cherry, sweetie,” he whispers into my ear. “You’re mine now.”
Oh my God. That’s so unbelievably hot.
I moan through clenched teeth and begin to writhe back against him as he thrusts within me. My sex draws down tightly against his swollen manhood. Moisture spills down my thighs and onto the bed beneath me.
This is it.
It’s happening.
I waited. I held out for the right man, and I finally found him. Alone on a mountain in a cabin he built for himself in the woods. Is it possible this is all a dream?
I have no control as he holds me with his strong, monstrous hands and pounds me. And wow, do I love that.
I can feel his lust and desire with every single thrust, and somehow that makes me feel even more alive. Even more like a woman. Just the same way making a meal for him did.