Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 47615 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47615 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
She’s done.
She can’t hold back the flood of pent-up arousal, curiosity, and even the taboo that is what we’re doing now.
What we’ll always do from now on.
“Kane…I’m…,” she gasps.
And I only groan in reply.
My mouth, hard on her sex as she arches her back, stiffening all over until she starts to shudder to an earth-shattering climax I feel running from my lips all the way down my chin.
I lap her sweet come greedily, softening my grip on her, and knowing how sensitive she is right now, I use softer strokes on her.
Drawing out her climax, which feels and tastes like more than just one.
It feels like a lifetime’s worth of big ‘O’ moments for her, and my cock is already twitching so hard I know I’m not too far behind her.
She jerks and shivers, finally covering her face with a pillow as she lets go of all the tension, all the reasons that have told her ‘no’ once she yields to nothing but pure pleasure.
“Oooh, Kane,” she finally coos in a hoarse whisper, still shuddering from little aftershocks by the time I move back up onto the bed, using my arms to prop myself up over her.
Her hands glide my swollen heat making me recoil, but only because this thing’s running on a hair trigger right now.
One firm grip from her hand and it’ll be all over her instead of inside her where my seed belongs.
“I want you, Jen,” I rasp, clenching my jaw and flexing my dick. Willing myself to hold it just a little longer for her.
Her hands slide up my arms, and I tremble as my whole body tenses trying not to come just yet.
Her eyes look up at me, wide and clear. A little smile plays on her sweet lips before she looks away.
Gnawing at her lower lip.
“What is it?” I ask, worried I might be crushing her or something.
“Kane…I’ve never…,” she begins. And I feel my brow knit in a question.
“I’ve never even kissed a boy, let alone…,” she continues.
The dim bulb in my mind suddenly goes off, spelling out the one word I never thought I’d hear from her.
She couldn’t be…I mean. If she is…Holy fucking shit.
“I’m a virgin, Kane,” she finally sighs, looking down about it and then almost hurt when I start to smile.
My grin spread from ear to ear, each of them unable to believe what I’m hearing.
“You’re a what?” I ask her, feeling my own eyes widen.
Wanting to hear her say it again. Needing her to say it so I don’t have to pinch myself.
“I’m a virgin,” she says with a hint of defiance in her voice, almost sounding annoyed.
But I’m quick to set her mind and feelings at ease.
“Ah, Jen! You don’t know how happy that makes me,” I confess, feeling at least one part of me relax internally.
The thought of her with anyone else is unbearable, but now I know.
She really is all mine, and for her very first time too.
Jesus Christ, she really is perfect!
“You don’t mind?” she whispers, shifting nervously but looking like more than one weight’s been lifted tonight so far.
“Mind?” I almost say too loudly. “How could I mind? I think it’s perfect…I think you’re perfect,” I added, kissing her with renewed intensity.
I feel like I’ve rubbed off the gold and found nothing but a pure diamond.
As I kiss her again and again, I feel my need starting to boil over again. And then it hits me.
As much as Jen might be up for going all the way right now, is this really how she wants it?
I mean, the two of us hiding out in my room, whispering when we both feel like growling and shouting like wild beasts.
“We don’t have to…you know,” is all I can manage, straining against another wave of spasming as my dick twitches and bobs between us.
The sleek, warm stream of my precome finds her fingertips, which softly grip my helm before she slowly starts to stroke all of me, making me forget everything.
“I think this needs emptying, though,” she shivers, moving a little too fast with her hands and making me pull back.
“It was ready to go off about six hours ago,” I caution her, sharing her mood once she giggles silently to herself.
“I want you, Kane. I really do,” she murmurs, suddenly looking torn.
“Just not like this, huh?” I reason. Knowing that Abby’s as fresh in Jen’s mind as she is in mine.
“Maybe we could just snuggle for a bit?” Jen suggests taking some pressure off the moment but only adding more when I agree.
Her small, thick body smooshed up against mine as I play big spoon.
Her little mews and gasps of contentment as I hold her so close that I’m practically fucking the soft curves of her body from behind.
It takes all my effort not to come and even more to not push Jen any faster than she feels comfortable with.