Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 54645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 273(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 182(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 273(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 182(@300wpm)
She reaches for my shoulders, trying to stop me. She says nothing, but I can see a world of protest in her eyes. And I fucking love that.
“I don’t care what you say, Kitty Kat. You’re going to be mine.”
The deep rumble of my voice seems to cut through her fear, her hesitation. In her eyes, I see her love, I see she’d do anything for me. Anything I want with her body a quivering mess, wet and hot and unsure.
I slide my hand up her soft, warm flesh and roll her left nipple between thumb and forefinger. “Tell me yes, baby. Don’t fucking make me wait.”
She lifts her head, eyes flashing. I pinch harder, and harder, until she arches her head back.
I take her pussy lips fully into my mouth, tasting her candy-sweet and savory wonder, her desire. Her need.
And then she says the most beautiful word that’s have ever come out of her beautiful mouth. “Yes.” She nods, fast and urgent. “Yes.”
Boom. It’s like a fucking starting pistol. Game on, and no fucking around now.
I sink into her pussy, tasting her folds, her flesh, my wounds forgotten in the balm of our twin desires. Like a starved man finally allowed to eat, I tongue her from the tip of her clit, down through every fold, lapping up the glorious juices that trickle from her opening.
Noises roll out of me from some primitive part of my DNA. Grunts and chuffs in my throat sound inhuman and I know I’m an animal racing forward on pure instinct.
Down. Down. Down. Teasing right at the opening of her little asshole. Tasting her juices that have slicked her dark little hole and she twists and bucks as I hold her down.
She’s heaven and hell all at once. Heaven because her flavor is fucking sweet and everything I’ve ever wanted; hell because there’s no stopping now. She’s got no fucking idea about the power of my lust for her.
But she’s about to find out.
My head fucking spins with how we will be. Who she will be to me and me to her.
Daddy. Babygirl. Will she understand?
I force myself to focus on the here, the now. Not on the tomorrow or the future. But this. Here. Her pussy and her ass and her fucking blissful lush body just waiting to be taken.
I revel in her scent and my need spills down through my cock, my thighs, my every fucking muscle and bone.
Her body writhes as I lick and suck on her hard, sweet clit, spreading her legs until her tendons stand out under the soft creamy flesh of her thighs.
She moans, back arching, mouth open, fingers gripping the sheets. With every part of my soul, I want to taste her bliss, to bring her to the deepest pleasure she’s ever felt, to have her dripping pussy gush her rapture onto my tongue.
I curl one finger deep inside her tight little hole, my mind seizing with the feeling of sweet softness around my thick digit, imagining what it’ll feel like on my throbbing shaft.
I pummel into her, careful not to wreck the tight resistance she’s saved for me, licking and sucking her and lapping her up until she stills, body tense, mouth open.
The calm before the storm.
Her hands find their way to my head, keeping me close as I finger fuck her and work her clit with my tongue.
“Oh God,” she moans, then her whimpers and groans fill the room as her hips begin to jerk and twitch under my mouth. I drink her in, greedy and hungry, as her cunt tightens around my finger.
She comes and comes, harder and louder and stronger than in all my fucking cock-pumping fantasies.
I’m overwhelmed to the point of madness as pleasure overtakes her. And all that pleasure, I’m fucking giving her that. I am fucking taking her here.
Me. Her. Together.
Nothing in the world could be better than giving her this, right now. Just us. Like I’ve always wanted.
Her body tightens in one final spasm, and I taste her wetness as it changes from slick arousal to rich orgasm. As she grips my head with her thighs, lost in this manic bliss, her wetness reminds me of us when we were little. When I’d kiss her tears away.
It’s a lifetime of twisting and curse words and sobs as she loses control and I’m here for it all. My mouth never leaves her heaven, sucking and swallowing everything she offers as I worship at the shrine of my one and only.
Her moans slow, her body begins to settle. She gulps and pants as I take one long lick from the crease of her ass to the top of her wet, swollen lips.
“Oh, God,” she whimpers, giving my face a gentle push away. I know she’s too sensitive for more. But I couldn’t help myself from taking one last taste.