Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 97(@200wpm)___ 77(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 97(@200wpm)___ 77(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
While he speaks, Reed’s hands move up my body and stop on the straps of my bustier. He unties them gently, but that’s as far as the delicate nature goes. He grabs the bottom of the corset, and with a hard tug, he pulls it down and exposes my breasts.
“Fuck,” he groans, unable to control his animalistic urges.
He buries his face in my breasts again, but this time, he’s not licking at the mound of flesh. Instead, the tip of his tongue finds my nipples. While his tongue plays with my tits, his hands get to work shedding my lower layers.
I giggle at the ticklish sensations against my chest but gasp deep breaths at the feeling of his hands working.
That’s when it hits me. It’s going to happen. This is a preamble for the main show. He’s gotten me worked up, hot and bothered, and now he will take me. The tickles against my chest turn to fierce desire, the heat of his mouth lighting another fire in my core.
Reed Murphy is going to fuck me.
With shaky, nervous breaths, I crumble into him and lock my mouth to his. My fingers run through his thick, black mane. I tighten my grip and pull his head back. Reed doesn’t fight it. My free hand drops between our bodies, and I get a firm grip on the base of his cock. His head is wet from prodding against my hole, and I start stroking back and forth over his member.
“Ah, fuck,” Reed moans, and his legs buckle under my touch. I take the moment to regain composure and the sense of control I had when I arrived. I watch him crumble to my touch, his body shaking and rattling with every stroke.
“Does that feel good?” I coo, taking a step back to create distance between us. I want to see it. Watch as his body rattles and his cock throb in my palm. If it wasn’t going to happen inside me, I’d want to see his hot seed shoot from the tip of his cock and cover me in its warmth.
Reed hums his yes, pressing a hand into the wall to steady himself.
“Then imagine how amazing it’s going to feel inside my pussy,” I say in a sultry whisper.
I can see the shift in his eyes—from calm and subdued to my touch to animalistic and intense. Reed throws a hand behind my neck and clutches onto it. He pulls me into him. His erection stabs against my belly, and our mouths meet in a fiery explosion. His free hand finds its way down to my ass, and he squeezes against it while he leads me backward through a door until the back of my knees buckle against his bed.
“That filthy tongue of yours is going to get you in trouble,” Reed says, dropping to his knees on the bed.
He takes a firm hold of my ankles and spreads my legs apart. He sinks lower until his throbbing head is knocking at my entrance through the soaked silk.
“Then you’re going to hate what I say next,” I whisper between my moans. Reed kisses my ankles and thighs while his golden orbs stare at me side-eyed.
I shove my hands down my body. One hand finds the base of Reed’s throbbing erection, while the other parts my panties again.
“I can’t wait for your massive cock to split me in half.”
I tug his cock, gliding the tip between my folds and getting him soaked.
“Your girth stretching me out . . .”
I don’t give him a moment to process my words. As soon as he’s sufficiently lubed with my juices, I ram his tip inside of me, and we both let out an exasperated moan in unison. Reed releases my legs. He pounds his fists into the bed next to my head to steady himself.
“I want your hot seed splashed inside my womb,” I finish when I’ve caught my breath.
Reed tries to steady himself with a deep, long breath, but I don’t allow him the opportunity. I buck my hips, and his cock penetrates deeper inside of me. His arms twitch and flex while a raspy moan leaves his lips.
He presses his hips down, sinking his cock lower and lower until my hungry cunt has devoured the entire length. I scream at the overwhelming sensations tickling every sensitive nerve ending.
I tilt my head downward, inspecting his body until I reach the center, where his manhood is fully engulfed by me. He can’t speak. Hell, I can’t even tell if Reed’s breathing anymore. He’s fighting his own sensations, breathing unsteadily as his hips begin to move.
His veiny erection throbs inside me. Every thrust comes with a bounce that tickles my walls.
“You feel amazing,” Reed’s raspy voice barely manages to get the words out.
I can’t speak even though I want to. Every movement of Reed’s hips brings forward an intense wave of pleasure. The sensation of him inside my walls builds a tight pressure in my core. Such a familiar feeling, yet so different with him inside of me. The first stirrings of a climax, but one I’ve never experienced before.