Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
I pulled my hand from beneath her dress and got to my feet. She blushed and tried getting down from my arms. “Put me down, I can walk, I’m too heavy.”
I lowered my head and kissed her brow, ignoring her words. She might think that, but instead of being too heavy, carrying her made me feel like a man.
I walked into my bedroom and laid her on my bed before stepping back to look at her there. With her dark tresses spread against the blood red Egyptian cotton, the slight tan of her skin and the yellow dress she wore that hugged her curves to perfection, she looked like a commercial for a weekend getaway with your lover.
I let my eyes travel up her thighs and onto her chest where her bountiful breasts now threatened to escape her clothes now that she was lying on her back.
I moved around the bed, never taking my eyes off of hers. She looked…fuckable. It’s the only apt word that came to mind. I trailed my fingers from her ankle, around her firm calf and onto her thigh.
She attacked her lip with her teeth again until I pulled it out gently with my thumb before taking it between my own teeth. I kept her distracted with my kiss as my fingers got busy untying the knot at her waist.
Such a suggestive garment this soft silk dress that wrapped around her middle and hugged her in all the right places. I opened it around her but left it on her shoulders, leaving her front bare to my eyes.
She was wearing a yellow bra and panty set, pretty much like the red one she’d modeled earlier. My dick was just as pleased with this one as the last.
I laid my body over hers, being careful not to put all of my weight down on her at first, holding myself up on my forearms. But that didn’t last too long.
I’d pressed my cock into her pussy through her panties and the soft cotton of my slacks, but that wasn’t enough, I wanted to feel all of her.
I made short work of her bra, reaching around beneath her to unsnap it, and it finally registered that she hadn’t said a word since we left the dinner table.
Stephanie
I think I lost all ability to think after we left the elevator. Actually it was a little before that. It was right around the time I felt his cock pressed against me from my clit to about halfway down my thigh
I’ve been coming up with excuses all evening as to why I’m going to fuck him. Like I really wanted to see if he could make me cum by telling me no, if I was going to give into his boast that he was going to fuck me, or because I was hard up and his expensive dick was just as good as the losers I’ve dated so far.
And now I’m lying to myself once again, telling myself that the only reason I’m going to let him have me is because one, I don’t know if that thing is real, and two, if it is real I want to know if I can take it. It had become a challenge.
But the truth is, he’s been pushing all the right buttons since our eyes met earlier this evening. Everything about him was right up my alley. Not so much his money or his name whatever that may be. I’ve known some real duds with money.
But it was his take charge manner, the way he stated what he wanted and didn’t apologize for speaking his mind. Mostly it was the way he looked at me, like a sexual object.
I’ve had men take me to bed to get whatever they could out of me. I think I’ve even had at least one pity fuck in college. But I don’t recall anyone ever looking at me quite like that. Like I was the most desirable thing in their orbit.
There’s no way he could pretend the interest I saw burning in his eyes. Or the growing length of his cock before he hid it in the car, and when I felt it again in the elevator.
Now here he was with his lips wrapped around one of the nipples he’d just revealed. He didn’t gnaw on my flesh, didn’t slobber or tug at me with his teeth. No, he suckled. I felt each pull of his lips deep in the core of me.
And those feelings, were only further enhanced, by the hand he had pressed into my middle. That hand slowly made its way down my middle until I felt its heat through my brief underwear. “I want to fuck you hard, will you let me?”
I would’ve agreed to practically anything at this point. He’d played my body all night until I no longer knew myself. There was no judgment in his eyes when he looked at me, but what was he thinking really? Whatever it was it was too late to turn back now.