Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21278 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
His gaze lights up with appreciation and arousal. He grabs himself through his pants and makes a strangled noise in the back of his throat. His reaction makes me feel powerful and I shimmy out of my skirt and underwear next. Finally, I realize I’m still in my shoes and I reach for the strap of my red heels.
“No,” his voice is hoarse as he reaches for the zipper of his jeans. “Leave those on while we fuck.”
I lean against the pillows and do my best to strike a sexy pose, giggling as I do. It seems crazy. The idea that I could possibly be sexy.
But the lust in his expression is doing something funny to my insides. It’s making me think that he sees a beautiful woman when he looks at me.
He pulls his phone from his pocket and tosses it on the nightstand before taking off his jeans. Then he’s standing in front of me, all naked male perfection. My breath catches in my throat. I never thought a naked man could be beautiful, but he is.
I lick my lips as he rolls on a condom. I’m not even aware I’ve done it until he laughs. “Not tonight, sweetheart. Maybe next time.”
There could be a next time? This was supposed to be one night, but I love the idea that there could be more nights. Something about being with this man just feels so right. Like I’ve found the place where I belong.
He joins me on the bed, stretching out over my body. But supporting his weight on his forearms. When he looks down at me, there’s something in his gaze. A tenderness I wasn’t expecting.
“You are damn sexy,” he whispers right before he leans to kiss me. It’s another slow, sensual one. I love the way he takes his time, like he needs to memorize everything about me. He finally moves his lips lower, chasing kisses along my neck and pausing to nibble at the delicate skin of my shoulder.
His cock rubs the sensitive skin between my thighs. I always thought when I lost my virginity it’d be to a man I’d been in a long-term relationship with. I thought there’d be candlelight and roses and soft music. But this is better somehow. This stranger who is taking his time with my body, making me feel cherished in so many different ways.
I rake my fingernails along his back, trying to spur him on.
He moans, a soft guttural sound so I do it again and again. I like the hungry expression on his face. It’s probably nothing more than my silly longing and the endorphins my body is producing, but this feels like something. Like the start of a very special adventure. I wonder if he feels it too.
He reaches between us, aligning our bodies. He slips into my aching channel and time seems to stop. He glides in slowly, making a small hum of contentment. At least, I think it’s contentment. I know I definitely feel content and full and complete.
I feel the moment he passes the barrier of my virginity. There’s a slight pinch of hurt, not like the stinging pain I’d been prepared for.
He stills his body and reaches for my face. He cups my cheek. “Could have told me.”
“I like it,” I answer, the pinch already fading. Now there’s only a strong urge to move or maybe have him move. I’m not sure which but I angle my hips up. “More.”
“Fuuuuuck,” he whispers and pushes himself into the hilt. He lets out a soft sigh once we’re fully united. I wonder if he feels as complete and whole as I do in this moment. Is this why sex is so amazing? Is it this feeling of connection?
He withdraws slowly and keeps a gentle rhythm. With every movement, he’s murmuring things under his breath. I can’t hear what he’s saying but I don’t really care. I like the sound of him panting in my ear.
Still, I need more. I need him to give me everything. I want this sexy man above me to hold back nothing. That’s when I remember his obsession with these shoes. I wrap my legs around his hips, feeling how it opens me up to him. His thick cock goes even deeper inside my pussy. Just like before, my body is tingling all over.
“There’s my sweet little firecracker,” he murmurs.
I push my heels down, feeling them meet the muscled skin of his tight ass. I’ve never seen a man with an ass this great. The motion has its intended effect as he goes wild above me, bucking and swearing.
“So…close.” I thrash my head on the pillow, trying to find that last little bit of what I need.
“I got you.” He reaches between us, playing with my clit and it feels like I touched a live wire as electricity courses through my body. Stars explode behind my eyes and time loses all meaning. There’s only this one magical moment right here, our two bodies joined in perfect union.