Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26499 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26499 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
I kiss her until her anxiety is replaced by a different tension. She kisses me back, her soft tongue battling with mine. Her hands squeeze my shoulders and then drift upward to my neck. She pulls me down for a deeper kiss. Her hips rock against mine.
My blood is hot and my cock hard. I want to be inside her right now. I thumb open her shirt and spread the sides apart. “Fuck me, babe, look at you,” I whisper reverently at the sight of her luscious tits covered in blue silk and lace. I cup her bounty and thumb at the nipples.
She inhales swiftly. “It never feels like this when I touch myself,” she moans.
I nearly black out at the mental image of Mila plucking at her tit with one hand while the other diddles her cunt. “We’ll test your statement later,” I choke out. I lift her on the bed and then kneel between her knees. I go to work on her breasts, sucking each one long and hard until my cheeks hollow out.
“Jay, I need…I need…” She isn’t sure what she needs, but her body does. Her hips rise off the mattress. Her hands flutter around my head, sometimes scratching at my scalp, sometimes tugging at my ears.
“I got you.” I pull off her pants and panties, and shoulder her legs farther apart. She’s so fucking sexy, I nearly lose it. I grind the back of my teeth together and take a deep breath to gain some control. That’s a mistake. The smell of her arousal fills my nose and makes me want to come in my pants. “Open up for me,” I order. The words come out harsh, but I’m too far gone for apologies. I’m using my mouth for other purposes.
I place a tender kiss on her clit and then move down to her cunt lips. I French those lips like I did her mouth. She cries out and tries to crush my head between her thighs. “Oops!”
Laughing, I pry her legs apart and arrow my tongue inside her narrow channel. Above me, I hear my name mixed in with some curses. It’s literal music to me. I tongue her harder, adding one finger and then two, working her channel, lapping at her cream. Her whole body tenses as the orgasm seizes her. Ecstasy rushes through her body, leaving her trembling and crying. I drink down her cream and then rise to my feet. I rip off my clothes needing to be inside of her, a raw need driving me. I have to claim her. She’d said that she was her own clumsy person, but I am making her mine.
eleven
MILANA
My fingers dig into the sheets of my bed as the orgasm flutters through my body. The pleasure is never-ending. Sure, I’ve given myself some orgasms here and there after a good dirty book, but it never felt this good. Even my toes are tingling.
“Milana.” Jay's voice is gruff as he says my name, his body coming down on top of mine. I was so lost in my orgasm I’d missed him stripping his clothes off. Damn, it’s a shame I didn’t get a look. I bet he’d give those underwear models a run for their money. The difference is he’s not all oiled up and pretty. He is raw and rough. Every inch of Jay is manly, and I’m feeling those inches now.
“Jay? I ah…” I whisper his name but trail off as his cock easily slips through my wet folds. I can’t believe how soaked I am down there. I’m not sure that’s normal, but if it’s not, Jay is clearly still into it. His eyes are almost wild. He stops moving when the head of his cock kisses my entrance.
“Finish what you were going to say, Milana.”
“I was going to ask if this is too fast, but I changed my mind.” I want this. I want him more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life. I lift my hips, getting him to slip inside me a bit more. I can’t be a virgin forever, and he gave me a killer orgasm. I know he’s going to make this good for me.
“Say it, say I can have it. That I can have all of you,” he demands.
“You can have me.” The words merely slip past my lips, and Jay thrusts all the way inside me with a loud groan. I let out a small scream that he quickly kisses away. I can feel his cock jerk inside of me, but he doesn’t move his body as warmth floods me. I wonder for a second if he came, but his kiss grows deeper and more passionate, making me forget about the stab of pain or anything else, for that matter.
I let myself get lost in this need he has for me. It’s intoxicating and most might call it a bit crazy or not normal, but I’m not so normal myself. It very well might be crazy, but I do sense that draw to him. That connection he’s spoken of. I feel it. I did from the moment I first saw him.