Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
“You want my cock?”
She glanced back at me as she purred, “Yes, you know I do.”
Without any further hesitation, I fisted my hand in her long hair, giving it a gentle tug, and she cried out in pleasure when I plunged inside her. I froze. She felt too fucking good. Fuck. I couldn’t imagine a better feeling. I slowly drew back and slammed into her again and again, giving her everything I had.
Our bodies met in a punishing rhythm that quickly had us both gasping for air. Everleigh cried out my name as she tightened around me. With one hand on her hip and my other teasing her clit, I took her from behind with slow, deliberate strokes, savoring each delicious thrust. She arched her back and turned her head, and a slight hiss slipped through her teeth as I drove into her again and again—each time a bit faster and more unforgiving.
She was so damn hot, so tight, like her body was made just for me.
I slowly withdrew as I asked, “You like having my cock inside you?”
Everleigh managed a slight nod and muttered, “God, yes.”
A small whimper escaped her slightly parted lips as I increased my pace. Her fingers clutched the sofa cushions as she shouted, “Oh God!”
As much as I loved having her this way, I wanted more. I needed to feel her, touch every inch of her gorgeous body, so I withdrew. She immediately glanced back over her shoulder, her eyes marked with confusion as I slipped my arm under her waist and lifted her. Once she was standing, I led her over to the sofa and sat down, guiding her to straddle me.
With her hands on my chest, she lowered herself down on my cock, then started rocking forward. Every shift of her hips was slow and seductive, and while it was fucking hot, I needed more. I dropped my hands to her waist and started guiding her over me in an unforgiving rhythm. She placed her hands on my shoulders, trying to steady herself as she shouted, “Billy!”
There was something about hearing her call out my name that sent an intense heat coursing through my body. I didn’t expect to feel like this for her. I didn’t think it was possible to burn for a woman like I burned for her. Hell, every fucking inch of me was consumed by my need for this woman.
As much as it terrified me, I knew there was no way in hell I could ever let her go.
Everleigh would be mine—all mine.
Shifting her hips upward, she continued to gyrate against me, grinding her warm, wet pussy over my cock.
When I rocked against her, I could feel her muscles contracting all around me as her second orgasm started to take hold. My body grew rigid as my release inched its way through me. Her head fell back as she cried out, “Oh my God, Billy! I’m coming!”
I fisted my hand in her long hair, giving it a gentle tug, as I thrust forward, driving inside her once again. She was so fucking hot, so tight, and it was all too much. Damn. I couldn’t imagine a better feeling. I drew back and slammed into her again, taking her harder and deeper.
“Fuckkk!” I shouted out as my throbbing cock demanded its release. My fingers dug into her hips as I guided her forward in a feverish rhythm until I finally let go, coming inside her, shedding the past and promising myself that I would give this thing between us a chance—a real chance.
We both stilled, fighting to catch our breaths, and after several moments, our heartbeats began to slow. Everleigh reached for the blanket, then eased it over her before curling up next to me. “That was incredible.”
“Yes, it most certainly was.”
Everleigh laid her head back on the cushion and closed her eyes, quietly listening to the sound of the rain against the tin roof. After several moments, she looked up at me with a curious look in her eyes. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure. What’s on your mind?”
“This is probably a bad time to ask, but I was just wondering...” Her eyes drifted to the floor and then slowly back to me. “Have you been with many women? I mean since your wife.”
“Well, I don’t know. I’d have to think about it.” I could feel her entire body grow tense as I looked up at the ceiling and pretended to count in my head. “I guess there’s only been one.”
“One?”
“Yeah, one.”
“I know you said no girlfriends, but I didn’t realize.” Her brows furrowed, and then a slight gasp slipped through her lips. “Wait... You mean me? Am I the one? The only one?”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I mean.”
“But how? It’s been...”
“You don’t go through hell and back without acquiring a few scars. Mine ran deep. They cut right through to the soul, and there were times when I thought I might not survive. But God didn’t want me and the devil was still playing me like a puppet, so I was stuck here living in my own version of hell.” I raked my knuckles across her cheek as I whispered, “And then there was you.”