Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 45284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
I grab her skirt and pull it up the rest of the way.
“No…” She shifts away from me. “Not my tights. Not my underwear. This is enough already.”
I slap her ass, staring in awe at the spot of wetness that has appeared on her tights, seeping through her knickers.
“Tell me you don’t want it.”
Her moan sounds like she’s fighting some inner battle. It’s as if her desire is going to war with her common sense. This could all be an act, a ploy to make me believe she wants this, but look at that spot of wetness. Her juicy pussy is leaking for me, her young slit gifting me with all her cream. I can’t think about the billionaire rubbish right now—only her body, the heat, the urgency.
“You can’t just…”
But I can. She needs to learn that quickly. I grab her tights and pull them down, revealing the round pale globes of her ass. Her skin has turned a gorgeous shade of pink from my attention. Her knickers are white, the wetness turning them slightly transparent, showing me her pink hole and thick lips. When I grab her knickers, she stands up.
“No sex. I mean it.”
I smirk and wrap my arms around her from behind, rubbing her tits through her shirt as I kiss her neck, tasting her sweat. Every part of her is so much sweeter than I knew she’d be, which should be impossible. She grinds against me, her bare ass rubbing my cock through my trousers.
“You want it,” I growl.
She spins, facing me, suddenly full of passion.
“I said no sex. God, this isn’t exactly how I planned on losing my virginity.”
Her hand flies up to cover her mouth like she can push the words back in. Oh, bloody hell, I think I’m about to explode. Come rushes up my shaft and makes my end bulge. My tip sears hotly as wave after wave attempts to shoot out of me, but then I take a breath and warn myself not to let this show.
A virgin. Mine, only mine… forever. No other man will ever fuck her tight, young slit. Her inexperienced hole. She reaches down as if to pull her tights up.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I snap.
“I shouldn’t have said that,” she says breathily. “I didn’t mean to.”
“So why are you getting dressed?”
She lowers her gaze, pouting.
“Are you ashamed?” I ask.
She nods shortly. I reach up, bringing my thumb to her mouth.
“Suck,” I tell her.
She laughs, then realizes I’m serious. “R-really?”
“Suck, virgin,” I growl.
She does as I say, sucking my thumb, bobbing her head up and down like it’s my cock. I hardly even know what I’m doing, my head a haze, unable to think of anything except this virgin is mine. She’s nobody else’s, just mine, mine, mine.
“I get it. No sex, but don’t think you’re getting away that easily. I need to make that virgin hole cream for me. I can already see how wet you are, and you love the spanking. Don’t lie to me.”
She touches my wrist and releases my thumb from her mouth.
“Okay, yeah, maybe a little. Is that weird?”
With my free hand, I reach around her body and spank her bare ass. When her naked skin ripples, I almost lose it again.
“It’s what you like. No need to judge it.”
“But…”
“I’m not going to fuck your tight virgin hole.”
Yet.
“Can I kiss you?” she asks softly.
She almost pierces my haze with her cute, innocent voice. I lean down, but she’s already standing on her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around me. We kiss deeply and passionately as I glide my hands down to her ass. When I grab her knickers this time, she doesn’t try to fight me. She lets me pull them down to around her knees, with her tights, and then I smooth my touch to her naked hole.
Oh, fuck. I’m lost to this woman. Nothing can ever make me forget her. I smirk as the kiss breaks off, my hand toying with her clit and her thick folds.
“I thought you didn’t want to kiss?”
She grins, flushed and vivacious. “Don’t be a smartass.”
“So you’re a virgin,” I say.
She turns as if to avert her gaze. I gently touch her chin, guide her back to me, and stare into her eyes.
“Yes,” she says. “I just told you that.”
“Why are you ashamed?”
“Because most people my age aren’t virgins.”
“Who gives a damn about most people? You don’t need to be embarrassed. It doesn’t make me want you less. What about this…”
When I start rubbing her clit, I know I will be addicted to her moans forever. They’re like music. Her hips shudder as if reflexively chasing the pleasure.
“Has anybody ever rubbed your hot, soaked pussy before?”
“Hmm-mm.”
She shakes her head.
“Say it,” I snarl, my cock hurting with all the tension now, but I don’t care. I’m hypnotized.