Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46202 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46202 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
But it feels a thousand times, a million times better in reality.
She moans, her hands sliding through my hair as I keep sucking her excited nipple. I massage her other breast with one hand and slide up her thigh with the other, pushing my hand against her soaked sex, rubbing it up and down, too caught up in her body to think about teasing her now.
Her nipples get even more eager as I lick them, then I open my mouth and softly bite down on her breast. Not hard, not to hurt her, but because I need to feast on her perfect body.
She whimpers, clawing her fingernails down over my neck, then, she moans insistently.
I step back, panting, my cock swelling.
“What is it?” I whisper.
She tilts her head, looking so sexy as she stands there fully naked. Her curvy body is on full display, the captivating gradations of her voluptuousness. Her breasts bounce a little as she talks, and the rest of her body shifts seductively.
I’m so close to roaring, howling like a beast.
She waves a hand at me. “It hardly seems fair.”
“Oh,” I smirk, realizing what she’s saying. “Let’s change that then. But first, you need to get on the bed and rub that sweet, soaked slit for me. Get yourself ready for my cock, Danielle.”
“Hmm,” she whimpers, doing as she’s told.
I begin to unbutton my shirt as she lies back, her hand sliding down over her belly – the place my seed will soon be – and shyly toying with her clit. I stare, finding it difficult to focus, as she spreads wetness across her thighs.
Then I can’t take it anymore. I pull the shirt loose, buttons flying everywhere, then quickly strip my pants, underwear, and socks, rising up like the beast she’s made me and standing naked over her.
She props up on her elbows, staring up at my cock.
It’s rock-hard and points almost up, despite its size making it bob a little at the end. My helm is wet with precome, so ready for her wetness, I can’t help but climb into the bed, holding myself over here.
She wraps her arms around my bare shoulders, holding on tightly.
“What should I do?” she whispers.
“Take my cock. Get ready for our future. Don’t worry, Danielle. It’s just like what we texted about. I’ll start slow, tease open your little slit. I’ll only take you hard, like the animal I am – the animal you make me – when I feel your body’s ready.”
She leans up and kisses me passionately. I return the kiss, and we lose ourselves in it for a while, my cock brushing up her inner thigh. She moans and breaks off the kiss, shivering against me.
“What if you don’t… fit?” she says, her voice catching. “I mean….”
She reaches down between our bodies. I lift myself, pushing my hands against the mattress to give her more room.
She grabs onto my cock at the base, causing my seed to flare like it’s a goddamn rebellion. For a second, I’m certain I’m going to erupt all over her thighs and pussy, but there’s no way I’m letting myself go this soon.
Stroking up and down, she stares into my eyes.
I can see the uncertainty there, the questioning, the wonder if she’s doing it right.
I snarl in pleasure, her warm hand stroking faster and faster.
“You’re huge,” she whispers, stroking from my slick tip to my base.
“Your pussy needs it,” I growl, pushing the words past the quivering lust in my voice. “I felt it when I was between your legs. Your body needs this, Danielle. Guide it to your pussy.”
“Like this?”
I move with her as she guides my engorged tip to her wetness. I feel a preview of her tightness when I push against her, the way her entrance expands for me, kissing my tip.
“Oh, freaking heck,” she whimpers.
“I need your fucking slit,” I snarl. “It belongs to me. I can’t stop, Danielle. You feel too hot. Too perfect. Tell me you’re ready. You perfect, horny young virgin. Tell me you’re ready to take my cock.”
Her eyes go wide, narrow, wide again.
“I’m ready,” she says after a pause. “Just…you’re huge.”
“You can take me,” I tell her firmly. “Your body belongs to me. Your body knows who’s in charge.”
“You,” she whimpers.
She trails off into a gasp when I push into her a little, feeling her cling onto me, squeezing onto my helm and my shaft as I inch deeper, keeping my eyes fixed on her the entire time.
She bites down, staring up at me, a difficult-to-read smile tugging at the corners of her lips as if she doesn’t know how to feel about this new sensation.
I keep going, feeling her hot, boiling hole squeeze tighter and tighter the more I push inside her.
Soon I’m halfway in, my cock blazing, my seed tingling right at my tip.