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)
I make a mental note to arrange five-star everything for us both.
My early retirement is getting better by the second as our mouths lock again.
Making me realize I wouldn’t be able to focus on work anymore anyway.
Jen’s all I want. She’s all I’ve ever needed.
And this is the last time she’ll ever kiss me as a virgin.
Knowing this is it, I take my time exploring her body—neither of us needing to be quiet this time.
And I quickly learn that as much as Jen’s getting used to me being so turned on by her body, she’s also not shy when it comes to letting me know how she feels.
The little sounds she makes, the heaviness of our breathing as I take in all her curves in the soft light of day, give everything the dreamlike quality it deserves.
Because she really is a dream come true for me.
“You really are fucking perfect,” I groan, squeezing her chest with both my hands as she moans louder once I circle her pebbled nipples with both thumbs.
I feel her arousal increase to a fever pitch before her hands leave mine, gripping my thick length as she guides me closer to her quivering mound.
“I never thought anyone would ever tell me that,” she whispers, drawing a sharp breath once my swollen helm greets her slick valley.
Both of us moan softly, her hands already working my member to an insane stiffness as I swallow hard.
“I’m gonna put a baby in you, Jen,” I grunt. “Right after I make you cream all over my fucking cock.”
She whimpers with her own pressing need and then purrs at the idea, her eyes widening as I slowly feel myself starting to fill her.
The tight warmth of her is like the best homecoming ever. Feeling like the only place I ever want to be.
“Fuck me, Kane,” she gasps, gripping my arms as I set them on either side of her.
Not wanting to close my eyes for a second as I watch her expression shift as I slowly fill her.
Those magic hips of hers starting to swivel and twist already. Jen’s legs gripping me from behind as she tenses up and squeaks. Wincing just a little as we both feel her virginity giving way to womanhood.
Her entire body greets all of my manhood.
My jaw is clenched, and I grunt a curse, “Fuck, you’re tight. Feels…so…fucking… good,” I rasp, feeling my cock twitch and pulse as my balls rise up.
Eager to fill her with my seed, but telling myself I need her to come first.
This is her special day, after all.
“You don’t feel…so bad…yourself,” she wheezes, lifting her hips higher as she starts to buck against me, both of us instantly finding a rhythm once I’m balls deep inside her.
To my surprise, I feel stronger. More in control once I feel her gripping me in the best way possible.
And moving in and out slowly at first, it isn’t long until we both learn that Jen likes cock.
My cock.
A lot.
And I’m more than just smitten with Jen’s sweet curves and pretty face.
I’ve fallen harder and further than I ever thought possible.
Knowing there could never be anyone else, I’m already hearing wedding bells between our strained, panting breaths.
The life waiting for her. The life I’m about to put inside of her.
Everything makes perfect sense now that we’re well and truly connected.
Her body and mind as well as her little ex-virgin sex, all of it the perfect fit.
Her soft curves melt into the hard lines of my own body. Her chest bounces with rippling waves as I pump her harder and faster.
And her sweet voice in my ears, begging me for more.
Pleading with me to fuck her harder so she can come for me.
The light in her eyes tells me she wants that little baby inside her just as much as I do.
My whole weight easing onto her, I ask a silent question with a glance. Needing to hear she’s okay.
She really is tiny, and the last thing I wanna do is ruin this by crushing her with my bulk.
But her hair swishes against my shoulders as she moans that she’s just fine.
Taking every inch of me, I let out another low animal growl once I feel her hands on my back. Her nails claw at me as I feel both of us closer than ever to climax.
Hoping she leaves more than just a mark on my skin, I move my hands to her perfect ass. Grabbing handfuls and kneading her in time with each thrust of my hips.
“Kane…Kane,” she gasps, her body suddenly stiffening.
But she doesn’t need to tell me anything.
I’ve been feeling her hot, wet pussy getting wetter by the second. And I’m willing her to come for me now so I can return the favor.
It’s a frantic few moments, and her eyes growl wild as she whimpers and grunts. Growls and claws at me some more. We both feel like we can’t take another second of this but want it to last forever.