Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 69242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 346(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 346(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
“Too bad!”
She shouted the last word as I leaned forward and slid my tongue from her pussy opening to her clit.
“Fuck.”
“No, I don’t,” I told her and licked her again, teasing her until she gripped my hair in her fingers and rubbed the slick cream of her arousal all over my face.
“Fuck, dirty girl. That’s some velvet fire right there.”
She smiled at me again and I was lost, all thoughts of last night’s memories and demons, nothing but a blur of images replaced by Maisie in in her red bikini. Her glistening wet pussy hungry for exactly what I had to give.
“Come fuck this dirty girl, Virgil. Please.”
It was that ‘please’ that snapped the last of my control. I slid deep inside her easily because she was fucking dripping, she wanted me so much. Her moans and cries echoed around us as I fucked her hard and deep, loving the way every little sound sent goosebumps down my spine. Fuck, what was it about this girl that seemed to wipe away all traces of darkness? Of bleak blackness that I could never escape, except when I was buried deep inside her?
I didn’t know, but as her scent and her sounds wrapped around me, my cock pounding into her pulsing body while she begged for more with every touch, every look, I felt free. For the first fucking time in a long time, the only thing on my mind was Maisie. Fucking Maisie and keeping that smile on her face for as long as I could.
“Virgil,” she panted and her gaze met mine for just a second before her eyes rolled into her head.
“Oh fuck! Virgil! Harder…oh…fuck!”
There it was. That fucking smile.
Again.
I gripped her hips hard and pounded into her with purpose, like it was the cure for every fucking thing that was wrong with me because in that moment, it sure as shit felt like it was.
“Maisie,” I growled and she tightened around my cock like a vise grip.
“Virgil, yes! Please!”
I pulled her closer and took a raspberry pink nipple in my mouth, nibbling and sucking while I fucked her exactly how she wanted. How I needed to fuck her. And then she was coming apart in slow motion.
Her body tensed with her back arched, allowing me more of that meaty tit to taste while my hips continued to pound into her. Then she came back to life, shaking and convulsing as pleasure wound its way out of her body through whatever means it could find. Her pussy pulsed and fluttered as her lush lips wrapped around my cock with that beautiful wet cunt.
“Fucking shit,” I growled as she milked my cock dry, yanking a violent orgasm out of me while she did.
“Fuck,” she panted. “I see what you mean. That was…fucking. Hot.”
Her words, breathless and candid, did something to me that I rarely did with women.
I laughed. “Maisie,” I howled, joy billowing out of me. And when she joined in, my legs nearly gave out as the vibrations and clenching in her pussy reached my cock.
“Virgil,” she said on a sigh and fell back against the cool, damp sandstone, a look of pure affection on her face. Surprisingly, that look didn’t send me running.
“Happy you came?”
She sat up and nodded, cupping my face in her hands. “Happier than you know.”
Her lips touched mine and this time the kiss was pure fucking sweetness and softness. There was a little tongue but this wasn’t foreplay, it was something I couldn’t explain. Something I didn’t understand.
“What was that for?”
“That was because I like kissing you. But thanks for trying today Virgil, it means a lot. It’s sweet,” she said and smacked a harder, more intense kiss against my mouth as she slid down the length of my body until she was immersed in the water. “And so fucking good.”
Dammit, even her words made me feel better when they shouldn’t. I was a confident guy who had his shit together, I didn’t need a woman to make me feel good. But still I couldn’t get enough of Maisie.
“That good, huh?”
She nodded and pushed off the wall, swimming until she was damn near six feet away. “Better.”
“Tomorrow,” I called out. “I want to see you.”
I waited for that triumphant look women sometimes got when they thought they’d won something but it never appeared. She smiled, sweetly and stood stall in the water.
“Then I’m sure you’ll make it happen, Virgil.”
Fuck, I couldn’t get enough of her.
CHAPTER TWENTY
Maisie
“Hey, Bon!”
I held my phone in one hand and searched through my closet with the other. Bonnie sounded really upset that I was late for church.
“I know I’m running late but I swear I’m looking for a pair of shoes and then I’m rushing out the door.”
An afternoon in the sun with Virgil had worn me out in the best way possible. After two orgasms underneath a fucking waterfall, I went home and ate dinner with the family and fell into a dreamless sleep that didn’t end until about twenty minutes ago, which is when I should have left to make it to church on time.