Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
"Yes."
"Yes, what?"
Oh. Even through the haze of lust, I know what he wants, almost instinctively. "Yes, Daddy."
"Then, you're going to open that dress, and let me see those beautiful tits."
His crude language makes me shiver, and I reach down, trembling, and pull the dress down. My breasts are exposed, and I suck in a gasp when Derrick's fingers graze over the top of them, tracing over the soft skin.
"You're beautiful, Alina," he says, and there's a note of awe in his voice that makes my heart flutter. "Absolutely breathtaking."
"Derrick..."
"Such a sweet, innocent girl." His hand slides over my breast, his thumb circling my nipple. It's hardening, tightening at the contact, and heat is spreading through my entire body.
"You like that, don't you?" He murmurs, and I nod, unable to speak. "And if I do this?"
I cry out when he pinches my nipple, and the sensation shoots through me. My pussy aches and throbs, and I can feel the slickness soaking my panties.
"You're so sensitive," Derrick says, and his eyes flash. Slowly, he opens the button of his pants, and I get my first full look at how large he is. I've felt it, straining against his slacks, but now that it's exposed, I gasp.
He's thick and long. A bead of liquid appears at the tip, and he grips his shaft, slowly stroking himself, thumb spreading that liquid all over.
"You're about to lose your virginity, Alina," he says. "Does the idea scare you or turn you on?"
"Both," I admit.
He grins. "Good."
"Why is that good?"
"Because I like the idea of being the one to make you come undone," he says, and I shake with desire at the husky tone of his voice. "Are you ready to take the next step?"
"What is it?"
His eyes flash as he takes my hands and lifts them to his chest. "Take off my shirt," he says, his voice a low, gruff command, and I nod, trembling as I unbutton his shirt. One by one, the buttons pop open, and I push his shirt open to expose his chest.
He's more beautiful than I could have ever imagined.
The man is all muscle. Hard ridges and a tanned chest that's practically begging for me to touch it. There's a light spattering of dark hair over his tan skin. Slowly, as if he’s a dangerous animal, I lift my hands to touch him. He rumbles in appreciation as I explore his chest with my fingers.
"Keep going, angel," he says, interrupting my filthy thoughts, and I obey him, pushing his shirt over his shoulders. He shrugs it off and tosses it onto the floor, and then reaches out, pulling me towards him. The long, hard length of his cock is trapped between us, a firebrand on my belly where we're pressed together.
His head lowers, and then Derrick's lips are on mine. His kiss is everything.
His mouth moves expertly, demanding that I give him my body. His tongue pushes past my lips, and I can't hold back a whimper, and then Derrick pulls back, his dark eyes hooded with lust.
"I've been waiting for this since the first moment I saw you," he whispers and kisses me again. This time, his hands go to the zipper of my dress, and a second later, it falls away.
I'm naked in front of him, and to my surprise, I love it. It feels so good to be bare, to have his eyes on my body. To be able to see the heat and approval in his gaze and feel the way his hard cock pulses against me.
"Daddy," I breathe, and Derrick groans.
"I love it when you say that," he says, and one arm circles my waist, holding me close to him. "I'm going to take such good care of you, angel. You'll never want for anything with me."
The declaration makes my belly clench. It sounds real. Sincere. "Promise?"
"Promise." His other hand cups my breast, and his thumb brushes over my nipple. "But now, I need you to lie back and get ready."
I lie down and scoot backward. Derrick moves with me, his hands coming down to grasp my ankles and spread my legs apart.
"That's a good girl," he says and settles in between them. "So fucking beautiful. That's it. Just enjoy it."
I feel his fingers on my inner thighs. They skate higher, and when they graze over the soft silk of my panties, I can't help but buck into the contact.
"Stay still, angel," he commands, and the authority in his voice makes me whine. I want to beg and plead, but I do what he says, staying still as Derrick continues to rub his finger over the outside of my panties, teasing me.
"Please."
"Oh, baby," he chuckles, and then the contact is gone. It's replaced by the feeling of his breath against my pussy and the heat of him through the fabric of my underwear.