Total pages in book: 132
Estimated words: 124923 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 625(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124923 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 625(@200wpm)___ 500(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
“Yes, I was thinking of you.” Her eyes are glossy and dazed with lust.
I quickly undo my belt and unbutton my jeans, pulling them down enough to free my dick from my pants. This isn’t what I came here for, but fear mixes with adrenaline and the need to protect, the desperation to make her mine. “That’s my girl. Now, lift.”
Arms around my neck, she raises that perfect ass. I line myself up with her pussy until I’m notched right against her entrance, then my hands find her hips and slam her down onto me. I fill her in one swift movement, my knees almost giving out at how fucking perfect she feels around me.
“Oh my fucking God,” she groans, clinging to me. I step into her room, backing her up against the nearest wall, then tug her shirt off. She unzips my jacket, pushing it off my shoulders, then her fingers curl underneath the hem of my shirt before she pulls it up and over my head.
Gripping underneath her knees, I spread her wide open, pinning them back against the wall. And then I begin to fuck her into it.
“Yes,” she says between clenched teeth, eyes squeezing shut.
I make the mistake of looking down between us, seeing her pretty tits bounce, her pussy swollen and stretched tight around me. If I’m not careful, this might end a lot sooner than I want it to.
“You’re so fucking perfect.” Every time we’re together like this, Valen seems to think it’ll be the last time. That it’ll get old, and I’ll get sick of her and move on to the next one. What she doesn’t know is that every time I have her only makes me want more. More of this. More of her. In any way she’s willing to give it to me.
Not wanting this to be over yet, I pull out abruptly.
“Holden!” Her protest is cut off when I shove her up the wall. Her hands fly to my head, holding on for dear life as I bury my face between her legs. I lick up her center from ass to clit with the flat of my tongue, applying more pressure with each pass. I can see everything in this position. Her pussy pink and wet, her swollen clit, her perfect little asshole. Fuck, I want every part of her. I tilt my head to the side to look up at her, letting my tongue travel farther back. She jerks when she feels my tongue there, swirling around the tight ring.
“Do you like that?” I ask between licks. She doesn’t answer out loud, but her pussy clenches around nothing, telling me all I need to know. “Say it.”
“Yes,” she breathes, fingers sliding through my hair and gripping tight. I take one last lick before I move back to her clit, sucking it into my mouth. Her legs start to tremble, her telltale sign that she’s close to coming. I release her clit to rub my tongue against it, over and over. “Please, please, please,” she chants. She doesn’t have to beg me to give her what she wants, but I’ll never get tired of hearing the sound.
Valen’s whole body tenses, and I’m pretty sure she stops breathing as I continue my assault on her clit, and then she screams out her release, her knees clamping shut around my head. I lick her softly as I carry her away from the wall, lowering her spent form to her mattress. And then I lick her some more, intent on getting every last drop until she’s pushing my head away and bringing her knees together.
“I can’t,” she says, breathless, staring up at the ceiling, her chest rising and falling.
I pry her legs apart, then rub my fingers through her wetness as I lick her gently. “One more, baby,” I say against her clit. “And then I’m going to fuck you.”
She brings her knees up, planting her feet on the mattress in response. God, I love fucking this girl. I’m pretty sure she was made for me. I dip two fingers in and out of her pussy until she’s rocking against my hand, wanting more. I pull them from her before finding her even tighter hole. She doesn’t object when my middle finger swirls around the outside, applying the faintest of pressure.
“You want more?” I press into her, dipping just the tip inside. She nods frantically, wordlessly, and I slowly work my finger into her ass as my tongue laves her tight bundle of nerves. “You’re doing so good,” I praise, picking up the pace when she starts to push back against my finger.
Her back arches off the mattress, fingers pushing through my hair to keep my head firmly between her legs as her white-tipped toes curl into the sheets. I finger her faster, flicking her clit with my tongue as she comes in my mouth. Her ass contracts around my finger and her knees pull up into her chest as she rolls onto her side. Her cheeks are red, a strand of hair stuck to her parted lips.