Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 133138 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 666(@200wpm)___ 533(@250wpm)___ 444(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133138 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 666(@200wpm)___ 533(@250wpm)___ 444(@300wpm)
“It’s always been a dream of mine,” she admits.
I pull her shirt over her head and make quick work of removing her bra. Cupping her breasts, my thumbs find her nipples which are already stiff peaks. I circle them firmly, testing her response, and when she arches for more, I pinch them. Autumn hisses in pleasure, and I need more of her.
I guide her back to the bed, pulling her shorts down her legs and removing her undies at the same time. I push her legs back, her knees near her shoulders, and gaze upon her silky folds. “I can’t wait to drink you down again.”
“Do it,” she says. She holds her legs up, freeing my hands to pleasure her, and I spread her lower lips obscenely.
Dipping my tongue into her entrance, I groan at her sweetness. Lapping at her, I focus on her clit as I slide two fingers in. Her walls grip my fingers as I fuck her, slow and deep as she opens for me.
Autumn cries out, and I speed up my thrusts, wanting to take her higher and higher. Her juices coat my fingers and my cock jerks in need. Putting the flats of my fingers over her entire pussy, I swipe back and forth quickly, overwhelming her with pleasure until her moisture flows.
“Yes, yes . . . yes!”
I help her ride out the ecstasy as long as possible, her enjoyment making me leak precum. When she finally comes down, panting and letting go of her legs, only then do I shove my jeans the rest of the way off.
I climb up on the bed, looming over her. She reaches for me, her hands on my hips telling me exactly where she wants me. Lining up with her entrance, I push in slowly, and we both groan.
I give her a moment to adjust, to feel me stretch her, but the sensation of her velvety grip on my manhood ignites the animal passions inside me that I’ve held back for so long. In moments, I push forward more, sinking every bit of myself into her until we’re pressed together tightly.
“Oh, my beautiful Princesse,” I say, but then I slip into French as I pull back and thrust again. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, your pussy stuffed fuller than you’ve ever felt before. And after you come all over me, searing my name into your soul, I’m going to fill you with my hot cum . . . you’re going to be mine.”
“Yes,” Autumn moans, even though she can’t possibly understand everything I’m saying. She just feels my hips driving into her, the thickness of my cock, the power of my thrusts as I give her pleasure in a whole new way. “Yes.”
I grab her wrists, pinning them above her head as I speed up, holding her helpless as I take and give from her perfect body. My bed moves, slapping against the walls so hard that I’m sure my new neighbors below who only just moved in can hear her cries and the thumping of my bed.
It’s quite the welcome to the building, but I don’t care. I have Autumn in my bed, impaled beneath me, and in so much ecstasy that I’m barely able to contain myself from exploding inside her and claiming her as mine forever now.
“Give in to me,” I grunt in her ear. “Tell me who is giving you such pleasure.”
“Simon, Simon . . . oh, God, Sss—”
She tries to keep saying my name, but it turns in a hiss and then into whimpers with every fierce drive I make.
I’m panting, growling every dirty thought that’s ever crossed my mind, telling her how I’m going to fuck her mouth, her pussy, her luscious, tight ass, and more. Autumn takes it all until we both feel my cock swelling even more.
With a final primal roar, I explode, my balls drawing up as I pulse deep inside her with the hardest, most intense orgasm of my life. Autumn howls, her mouth coming up to fasten onto my shoulder as, instead of biting the pillow, she bites me, intensifying my climax as pain and pleasure overwhelm my body.
When it’s over, near silence reigns, only our gasping breaths breaking the quiet.
Slowly, I soften, withdrawing from her and slipping out. Carefully, protecting her exhausted body, I get out of bed and go to the bathroom where I use a warm washcloth to wipe myself down before checking my shoulder. I’m bruised . . . but she didn’t break skin.
“Do you need a rabies shot?” Autumn asks sleepily as I come back with another washcloth and carefully start wiping her body down.
“No, Princesse,” I assure her. “Are you . . . hurt?”
“Fuck no,” she answers, shivering happily when the warm cloth rubs over her inner thighs. “That was amazing. I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard.”