Total pages in book: 139
Estimated words: 135378 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135378 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
I kick off my pants now that she’s awake. My underwear, too.
I roll on top of her, positioning myself between her spread thighs and guiding my cock to her entrance.
“Please don’t hurt me,” she whispers.
I kiss her pretty lips, but she doesn’t kiss me back. “I won’t hurt you,” I promise.
Her pussy is slick after all those orgasms, so when I push into her, the passage is tight but not as impossible as it felt the last time I inched inside her.
She must not entirely believe that I won’t hurt her because her body tenses up and her nails dig into my shoulders as she holds on tighter.
“Relax,” I rumble, kissing the corner of her mouth. “It’ll hurt more if you’re tense.”
“Silvan,” she says, her voice small. “I don’t want—”
I kiss her lips, cutting off her words. “It’s okay,” I tell her.
Her breath hitches and she gasps against my lips as I push a little deeper. I hit the barrier I hit before, and she rests her head against my shoulder, holding on tight and tensing up even though I told her not to.
She’s not listening, and I’ve already made her a promise I intend to keep, so as much as I enjoy her clinging to me in her time of need, I grab her hair and pull her off me, pushing her down on the mattress and wrapping my fingers around her throat.
Fear leaps into her eyes, and her hands grab at my wrist.
“I said, relax.”
Her tits look magnificent from this angle, and that fear looks so good on her lovely face that I decide to hold her here as I ease forward and butt against the flimsy barrier that presents her body’s best effort at keeping me out.
I watch the pain transform her lovely features as I shove past it and feel her desperation as she clutches my wrist.
Summoning every fucking scrap of willpower I possess, I manage to ease into her tight resisting heat, but it feels so fucking incredible to be inside her that it’s nearly impossible. I want to slam deep and feel her around every inch of my cock. I want to lose myself in her.
I can tell by her shuddering breaths and fearful little noises she’s not having an equally pleasurable experience, though, and I don’t want to make it worse for her than it has to be.
I’ve never fucked a virgin before, but I read up on it a bit in preparation of fucking her.
“Just relax, baby,” I tell her, maintaining my grip on her throat and using the other one to caress her face.
“It hurts,” she says softly.
“I know. I’m sorry. It’ll hurt less if you can relax.”
She closes her eyes, and a tear leaks out of the corner. I use my thumb to swipe it away, then I slide my hand down to palm her tit. She liked when I played with them while she blew me, and I can feel her body start to respond now as I finger her nipple until it’s hard and ready for me.
A soft gasp escapes her when I lightly squeeze, then roll the sensitive nub between my fingers. While she’s distracted, I push another inch into her tight heat, and she tenses.
I release her tit and slide my hand to her hip, holding her firmly as I push more of my cock into her. She cries out, but a primal need to claim her grips me and I can’t wait anymore.
“Silvan,” she whimpers, her breath hitching as I stretch that sweet pussy with my bare cock. “Please. You’re hurting me.”
Fuck.
It’s like pushing into paradise.
“Oh, baby, you feel so fucking good,” I tell her, shoving deeper. I’m almost fucking there. I couldn’t stop now if my life depended on it. I can’t even breathe until my cock is all the way in, surrounded by the tight hotness between her thighs.
Fucking fuck, I can scarcely think.
Men would commit an awful lot of atrocities for a pussy this good.
At least, I will, apparently.
Perspiration trails down my muscled back as I hold myself over her, barely managing not to pump in and out of her sweet virgin pussy despite her cries of distress. I want to give her a moment to adjust, but I also want to feel her squeezing me as I move inside her.
“You’re doing so good, baby,” I tell her as I notch my hips and ease back. The pleasure is mind-numbing, and I swear to fuck, I nearly black out. “Jesus Christ. I was joking earlier about the whole marriage thing, but what do you think?”
“That’s not funny,” she says, her voice strained.
“I wasn’t joking.” I feel bad for her sigh of relief when she thinks I’m going to pull out of her.
I don’t. I groan as I push back in. Sophie cries out, and her nails bite into my skin as she grips my back.