Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Maverick gripped my shoulder and kept me still as he pushed himself inside. The crown finally stretched me apart so he could make his entrance, slowly sliding through my moisture so the rest of the shaft could follow.
Jesus Christ. I closed my eyes because it hurt…it hurt so fucking good. My pussy couldn’t take another centimeter. His size was my breaking point, and I felt like I was losing my virginity all over again.
He kept sinking until his balls hit my ass. “Fuck…” His fingers dug into my shoulder while his other hand slapped my ass.
I panted because it felt so good. We’d barely even started, and I wanted to come around his dick already. I wanted to get on my knees and bow to this man for being god’s gift to women.
He pulled my shoulder back so I was arched, relying on him to keep me held up at this angle.
He was buried deep inside me, both arms holding my body against his chest. He gave me a few gentle pumps, getting used to the tightness, before he started to pound into me.
I held on to his arms for balance and bounced back into him, moaning right from the beginning. My pussy fucked his dick as hard as his dick fucked me. Our bodies smacked together because we were both working so hard, slamming into each other so we could enjoy the high our bodies produced.
My head tilted back, and I moaned like a whore who was paid to scream. “God…yes.”
His hands tightened on my arms, and he slammed that big dick inside me. “You like that?”
“Yes…yes.” It felt so good, I wanted to cry. It hit the sweet spot, satisfied my cravings. All this time, I’d been having sex with boys, when I should have been having sex with men. This was a dick worth coming around. This was a dick to beg for. “Don’t stop…please.” My hands moved to my cheeks, and I pulled them apart, just so he could fuck me even deeper.
His hips worked a little harder, and like a machine, he fucked me nonstop, his endurance deserving of a medal. He worked his body hard to please me, to tear my pussy apart with his girth.
It hurt the entire time, but I loved the pain. I loved the way it made me feel…like I’d never really been fucked in my entire life. I bit my bottom lip and moaned, tears in my eyes because of both the pain and the pleasure. Instead of taking minutes to come, it only took a couple of seconds. I kept my cheeks apart and closed my eyes as the flash of heat traveled through me, burning the tips of my fingers and toes. A veil of desire spread across my vision, making everything blurry because I couldn’t focus on seeing…only on feeling. I didn’t care that I hated this man, that I didn’t want him to have a bigger ego than he already did. I came around his dick and whimpered his name. “Maverick…” My hips started to buck automatically as tears glistened in my eyes. I’d always been a moaner when I had an orgasm, but never a crier. But now I cried for this man…because it was so damn good.
A moan escaped from his throat, like he could feel how tight I was getting around his length. He increased his pace just a little more, to give me all of himself as he finished. He lasted long enough to let me finish, to enjoy every second of the orgasm until it started to fade like smoke to the ceiling.
Then he came. With a masculine grunt, he shoved his length deep inside me and shuddered as he released, his come exploding into the space in the condom. His hands tightened on my arms, and he moaned again.
I kept my cheeks apart, knowing he was probably staring at my asshole as he finished.
After making me come like that, he could stare at whatever he wanted.
He finished then pulled out, making my pussy feel several inches wider than when he first entered me. He released my arms a second later, letting my body fall forward because I hadn’t been expecting it.
I let my body drop to the mattress because I was tired and satisfied. My pussy throbbed because of his size and destruction, but it also throbbed because it felt so damn good. I’d never been fucked like that. I’d never come like that.
Maverick disposed of the condom in the bathroom then pulled on his clothes. He didn’t say a word to me or even look at me. Like I was just a stranger he would never see again, he flattened his shirt against his stomach then walked out.
I didn’t know what I was expecting him to do. Sex wouldn’t change his behavior. He would still be the indifferent asshole he’d always been. He would barge into my room without knocking and then leave it just as abruptly. I wasn’t a date, so there was no reason for us to sleep in each other’s beds.