Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
“Will you kiss me? No one has ever kissed me before.”
Chapter Six
Bull
My heart thumps in my chest as I look down at her perfect face. Her skin is soft as silk against mine and her lips are delicate like a flower.
“You can have anything you want, Teeny,” I say as lean down and softly touch my lips to hers. “Take it all from me.”
I’m so fucking big compared to her that I try to be gentle. I’m not prepared for her reaction to me, and having her supple body press against mine is my undoing.
“Bull!” she shouts as I grab her by the waist and stomp over to the couch.
I’m hot and heavy between my legs as she wraps her legs around my waist and I pin her to the sofa. I should roll over and let her be on top, but I’ve never felt like this before and need like I’ve never felt weighs on my back and I need to dominate her.
“I’ll be gentle,” I say as I thrust my solid length against her.
My cock is so big that it’s straining against my loose shorts and begging for release from its constraints. It juts out as I push the tip between her legs and into her cut-off jean shorts. What would it take to move that thin strip of denim to the side and let my cock feel her sticky warmth?
I’m desperate as she grips my shirt and pulls it off of me and then suddenly her skin is on mine. Her hands are all over my chest and she’s petting me like a bear as I hump her into the cushions of the couch. Pillows fall to the floor around us and I think I hear something get knocked over and break, but neither of us stops to check and I can’t think about anything but kissing her.
Her lips are soft and wet as her tongue tastes mine. When I feel her teeth on my bottom lip I groan and cum a little in my shorts. I can feel the sticky wetness against the material, but I keep on poking the head of my cock into the space between her thigh and her pussy, just hoping it slips in.
She wiggles under me as if she’s desperate for the same accidental slip. Goddamn, how I want to have my bare cock inside her, but she’s a nice sweet girl. She might be legal, but her pussy isn’t old enough to take my cock and I won’t hurt her.
“What are you doing?” I ask against her lips when I feel her move her hand down between us and she pulls her shorts to the side. It’s like she’s listening to every dirty thought inside my head.
“Nothing,” she whispers, but we both know what she’s doing.
My shorts are so wet from leaking that when I thrust I can feel her heat against the tip of my cock. She moans and I feel her fingers moving faster and faster against her pussy. I glance down and the sight of her masturbating while I pretend to fuck her is too much for me to handle. I groan, squirting into my shorts, and I know some of it has to seep through and into her.
“Fuck,” I grunt as I move on top of her with my big body.
Her tiny hand works overtime and then I hear her little gasp. I pull back from kissing her and watch her eyes meet mine. Her face flushes and she moans just slightly, her fingers still, and she cums.
“Can I taste it?” I ask, and she nods as her cheeks turn a brighter shade of red and she bites her lip.
Somewhere in the back of my mind I think I hear someone knocking, but I ignore it. The only thing that matters right now is me getting to lick that sweet little pussy.
I move down her body and see her shorts are still pulled to the side, exposing her pink folds that are glistening with her release. I don’t hesitate as I lick between her warm lips and roll my tongue over her clit. She cries out and I know she’s probably sensitive, so I dip my tongue lower and into her so I can taste her creamy nectar. I growl against her and bury my face into her, covering my nose and mouth in it. I want it all over me like a badge of honor. It’s proof that tells everyone she’s mine and belongs to me.
“Maintenance!” I hear called out and without thinking I cover Teeny’s body with mine and growl at the intruder.
“Get out!” Teeny shouts and thankfully the back of the couch faces the front door so even if the person walked in they wouldn’t have seen anything. “Damn it,” she says as she tries to sit up, but I put a hand on her chest.