Series: Stacey Espino
Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Staring into Clara’s eyes, knowing she was a little obsessed with him, was addictive. He wanted to test exactly how far he could go with her, but at the same time, he wanted to also keep her exactly where she was. He knew deep down this made him an incredibly selfish person. One that had no right to stake claims, but fuck, Clara was too addictive to deny himself.
His own woman.
Poised at the entrance of her cunt, he knew the moment he penetrated, took her virginity, all bets were off. She would become his, and there was no turning back after that. He wouldn’t want to share or give her up. This had to be the single most selfish thing he had ever done.
Grayson tensed, thrusting forward, pushing through that thin flesh of her virginity. Clara gasped, a cry filling the air instantly, but he couldn’t bring himself to stop. He thrust every single inch of his thick cock deep inside her soaking-wet cunt, knowing her innocence was wrapped around his length.
Clara was tense in his arms, but she didn’t try to fight him, and for that he was grateful. Never had he been with a virgin, and now, there was no one else he would ever want. He hadn’t worn a condom, and by the time this night was through, Clara was going to be dripping with his cum.
Chapter Seven
Clara expected things to feel uncomfortable at first, it was only natural. What she hadn’t anticipated was how quickly that pain would morph into a new, twisted need. She wanted more, wanted everything Grayson gave her.
“Are you okay?” He whispered the words next to her ear, the gravelly edge to his voice only added to her desire. She’d spent years being the object of Grayson’s hatred and annoyance. To hear him question if she was okay, to care in any way, was a dream come true. She’d do anything to please him.
She briefly thought about why she was doing this in the first place, why she was in his bed giving away her virginity. It was for money. To help her mother live a better, happier life. But she selfishly knew it was about her, as well. Clara wanted this. She’d fantasized about Grayson since the first day she’d seen him. Maybe she had Daddy issues or just some fucked-up sense of attraction, but she wanted him, craved him enough to make her do crazy things.
His confidence, dominance, and experience were the ultimate turn-ons.
“I’m fine,” she said. Clara tightened her muscles around his cock, and he groaned in response. It gave her a sense of power to give him such pleasure. “The pain is fading away.”
“Good girl,” he whispered.
She closed her eyes and savored the words, more liquid heat releasing around his hard erection. Her body relaxed, the tension easing. She began to soar, the hard pumping of his hips brought her higher and higher.
Clara wrapped her arms around his neck, loving the feel of his naked body against hers, skin to skin. He felt hot, all his mature muscles rigid and powerful.
She wanted to shout out that she loved him but knew that was pushing the boundary of their contract. This was about sex. She was a prized fuck to Grayson. And she still didn’t want him to stop.
“You’re so tight, so perfect,” he said. “I love your pussy.”
The man was a machine, rocking against her without respite.
“Kiss me,” she said.
She wanted the fantasy to last as long as possible, to pretend this was about love not sex.
He briefly stopped, looking down at her with something different in his eyes. She wasn’t sure if it was desire or pity. But he leaned down, brushing his lips over hers. Every tease made her pussy pulse faster, deeper. Then he kissed her exactly how she hoped, hard and demanding. He fucked her in unison, until they were one, a tangle of limbs and deep erotic pleasure. She never wanted it to end.
“Does it feel good, baby? Do you like my cock in your little virgin cunt?”
God, she loved when he talked dirty to her.
“Yes.” She barely got the word out, so ready to beg for more.
“No, tell me.” He repositioned himself, thrusting harder, hitting new pleasure zones. “Tell me you love my cock inside you.”
“Please…” She panted, the pleasure so intense. “I love your big cock inside me.”
“Even better,” he said. “Now come for me, Clara. Come all over my cock.”
That pressure was already growing but he managed to bring her to a crescendo. A burst of heat and light and perfect satisfaction washed over her. The intensity was unexpected. She cried out, screaming Grayson’s name, and arching her body as the orgasm rippled through her body.
Her release went on and on, her tight walls squeezing Grayson’s erection as he joined her, jets of hot cum filling her. He stayed like that for the longest time, still, holding his weight over her. Their bodies were covered in clean sweat, their breathing slowing settling.