Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 83602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
“Sensitive spot?”
“It was…when you touched my abs.”
I bent down and kissed his chest gently, and that intimate gesture seemed to have had an effect on him. When I backed away, he caught me off guard when he pushed me back down on him and held me there for a while. My bare chest was plastered against his heart that was beating uncontrollably fast.
“Why is your heart racing?” I asked.
“You’re not the only one who’s trying something new.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I’ve never been anyone’s first before.”
“Really?”
“Yeah…really.”
“Are you nervous?”
“I just don’t want to hurt you.” The way he looked at me when he said it made me realize he wasn’t really talking about the physical pain. He didn’t want me getting attached to him.
My chest tightened, and I was pretty sure it was a lie when I said, “You won’t.”
You will, but I want you anyway.
“I want to just take you so fucking badly right now, but I’m holding back because I’m scared of what this will do to you in more ways than one.”
“Elec, you asked me what I wanted. What I want is for you not to hold back. We just have tonight. Please…don’t hold back.”
For the first time since he’d walked in the room, he kissed me with the same fervent hunger I craved, lashing me with his tongue and groaning into my mouth. He flipped me over onto my back and kneeled above me, locking me in with his arms. His disheveled hair fell over his beautiful gray eyes as he looked down at me and once again stuck two of his fingers in my mouth. I realized that if he were going to be comfortable letting go of his apprehension, I needed to step it up.
I held onto his hand and sucked on his fingers hard, taking them deeply down my throat. His eyes were half shut while he intently watched me do it as he licked his lips. Then, he reached down and spread my legs open wide.
“Beautiful,” he whispered as he slipped his finger inside of me. “God, you’re so wet.” He moved it out of me and replaced it with two fingers the next time, pushing them into me slowly as deep as they’d go. I gasped.
“Feel good?”
“Yes.”
He started to move his fingers in and out of me harder and faster. I could even hear how wet I was. Squeezing my breasts together, I bent my head back, and my body bucked. I started to lose control, moving my hips to meet his hand. He knew it when he pulled his fingers out of me suddenly. “Don’t come yet,” he said.
He flipped me over so that I was on top of him again and moved me back and forth over his cock. His shorts were soaked from me. At any given moment, I could have come if I let myself.
It seemed he had the ability to sense when I’d hit a breaking point. He stopped me and backed away.
“Do you feel ready now?”
“Yes. I’ve been ready.”
“I want you to touch yourself.”
I was kneeling over him as my fingers rubbed over my clit. My knees started to shake.
“What do you want, Greta?”
“I want to see you naked.”
“Then, take what you want.”
I unzipped his shorts with my free hand, and he helped me push them down. When his cock sprung forward out of his boxers, it shocked me just as much as it had when I’d walked in on him.
He smiled, knowing full well the reason behind my reaction. “Something wrong?”
“I just…”
He was stifling a laugh. “You look like you have some questions.”
“Not really…I—”
“Get them out of the way now.”
I got my first up-close look at the circular barbell piercing. “Will it break the condom?”
“That’s never happened. I use a sturdy kind and extra large for that reason…and extra large for the other reason.” He winked.
I laughed nervously, seriously not understanding how he was going to fit inside of me. “Does it hurt you?”
“It took a long time to heal but now, not in the least.”
“Will it hurt me?”
“I’ve been told it actually enhances the pleasure.”
“Wow.”
“Anything else?”
“No. I’m good.”
“You sure? Now’s your chance to run.”
I leaned down and pressed my lips to his, and we both laughed through the kiss.
I could feel the metal from the piercing as his cock slid against my stomach. I clenched the muscles between my legs with a renewed need to satisfy myself.
He lifted me off of him and placed my hand on his cock. “Touch me while you touch yourself and listen if I tell you to stop.”
With one hand on my clit and the other on him, I did as he said. Nothing had ever turned me on more than seeing the moisture build at his tip with every stroke of my hand, to feel him hot and slick, growing even larger than before. I loved watching him watch me.