She Was Mine First Read Online M. Robinson

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Billionaire, Contemporary, New Adult, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 65429 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
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As soon as I sucked her clit into my mouth, she moaned as I savored her taste and the feel of her while her legs tightened around me. Sliding my finger into her tight little hole, I gently, purposely finger-fucked her G-spot, getting her nice and ready to take my cock.

I devoured her, lustfully lapping up and down, side to side.

So wet.

She tasted so good.

Her pussy throbbed.

Her body shook.

“Ethan,” she panted, over and over as she came in my mouth, again and again.

“Ethan, please…” she begged for mercy, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t.

She consumed me.

From my mind to my soul, to my fucking cock.

How do I let her go?

After I finally made her mine.

“Ethan… I can’t… I can’t come… any... more…”

“One more, give me one more.”

And she did. But even that wasn’t enough for me. I was like a man possessed, licking her fucking clean. Thrusting my tongue into her opening, I was unable to get enough of her.

I craved it all.

Every last drop of her.

I relentlessly kissed her overly stimulated clit one last time, causing her to shudder again before I crawled my way back up to her lips. I kissed her as if my life depended on it, making her taste herself. Needing her to realize that no other man would ever be able to claim her like this.

She was mine.

She’d always be mine.

Growling into her mouth, I battled new demons.

I imagined another man’s mouth on her.

Another man’s hands.

Another man’s cock.

“Livvy.” I set my forehead against hers, gazing into her eyes. “I can’t do this. It’s going to make it harder.”

“Please…” she urged in the same yearning tone, with the same desperate look in her eyes.

There wasn’t a chance in hell I could say no to her.

I belonged to her.

She owned me.

Every last part of me was hers.

Taking a deep breath, I peered deep into her eyes, searching for my girl. She kissed me, lifting her hips, silently demanding me to keep going. When I didn’t move fast enough, she reached for my dick and wrapped her hand around my shaft, causing my breath to hitch against her lips and my dick to jerk in her grasp. There was no hesitation on her part, rolling the condom down the shaft of my cock.

“Stop thinking, Ethan, and just be with me.”

My plaguing thoughts refused to let me go. I tried like hell to get lost in the sensation by taking a moment once I was fully inside her, but it was no use.

She kissed me again. “I feel it all too.” Gradually rotating her hips, she adjusted to the size of my dick.

She was so tight.

So warm.

So perfect.

“Promise me that no matter what happens or who comes along, you’ll always remember that you were mine first?”

Tears escaped her eyes, sliding down the sides of her face. She nodded, moaning, “I promise.”

We were two bodies swimming in a sea of emotions, of mistakes and regrets, of the pain of tomorrow and every day after that.

She gasped the second she felt my fingers rubbing against her clit. I picked up my pace, driving her further and further to the edge, about to fall over.

“Ethan… right there.”

“Where, baby, here?”

“Oh God… yes… right there…” I claimed her lips, muffling her screams as she came all down my shaft.

Squeezing the fuck out of my cock.

Harder.

Faster.

Deeper.

“Come on my cock, Livvy. Yeah, just like that.”

Her sweet pussy sucked my dick dry. I came so hard, I saw stars. My body shuddered right along with hers. Both of us went over the edge together, where I could barely see straight. Our pleasure didn’t last nearly long enough until the pain took over. Feeling her silently break down, her body trembled in my arms with tears cascading down her gorgeous face. Falling onto the sheets we just made love on.

We stayed like that for I don’t know how long, in our haven that may have turned into our hell. It felt as if an eternity had passed between us, yet it still wasn’t enough time with her.

Never enough time.

Kissing all over her face again, I slowly, unwillingly, pulled out of her, causing her to wince from my loss. I kissed the tip of her nose and stood, going straight into the bathroom. I needed a minute to myself for what I wasn’t prepared for. My emotions held me hostage while I cleaned myself up. I was failing miserably at trying to keep my shit together.

I took a deep breath, making my way back into the room. She was in the same position I left her, staring up at the ceiling. Lost in her own thoughts with my white sheet wrapped around her naked torso. Before she knew what I was doing, I grabbed her and laid her on top of me.

She peered up at me with fresh tears in her eyes, biting her bottom lip. Overwhelmed and disheveled. I closed my eyes. I had to. I was unable to look at her any longer even though she had always been my favorite thing to look at. The next thing I knew, she kissed all over my face, wrapping her arms and legs around me, seeking the comfort she needed in my embrace.


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