Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 45063 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45063 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“My body’s giving me some really fucking urgent messages,” I snarl, carrying her down the hallway, through the small living area, and into the bedroom.
“Yeah?” she moans.
“It’s telling me to tear your clothes off and thrust inside you, just once, deep, and then explode. Get my seed deep in your virgin body as quickly as possible. But…”
I lay her on the bed and walk to the curtains, closing them, hearing the click of the lamp behind me. When I turn, silk sheets glisten in the lamp’s lights, the soft yellow highlighting the blush in my woman’s cheeks. She’s kneeling on the bed, her hands clasped, her eyes dancing over me.
“Or did you want the light off?” she asks.
“Off?” I snarl, walking to the edge of the bed. “No way. I want to see every single moment, and what I said before… just know, I’m not letting that happen. I refuse to explode in your tight virgin sex until I feel you creaming down on me. Now come here.”
I almost roar the last bit, reaching down on the bed and taking her hips in my hands. Her moans are the sweetest sounds a man could hear.
No, not a man. Just me. Only me.
I undo her pants quickly, grabbing her panties at the same time. Unlike before, I pull them down all the way, quickly taking off her shoes, leaving her bottomless.
“Open your legs. Now.”
My voice has become commanding, but I can’t help it. My sweet young virgin needs me to guide her, and I need to feast.
I kneel at the edge of the bed, sliding my hands up her thighs, savoring the feeling of her thick flesh. I’m so grateful that my woman is so curvy, with so much to squeeze, feel, and own.
“I’m going to get your virgin slit soaked for me,” I growl. “Even wetter than you already are.”
She’s glistening already, her pink sex winking at me, her lips inflamed as though the lust is making them that way.
I kiss up her thigh, tasting sweat, smelling an inviting tanginess the closer I get to her wetness. I mean to lick her slowly when I reach her sweet, waiting pussy, but a trigger pulls inside of me the moment I taste her. The first tongue stroke against her, the answering tremor running through her… it’s enough to set the beast free.
I open my mouth wide, slipping my hands around to her ass, massaging as I drag my tongue up and down. I follow bottom to top, between her lips and up to her clit, and then all over again. I taste as much of her as I can, as quickly as I can, then suck on her clit as I drive my tongue firmly against it.
Her hips buck the firmer I push my tongue against her. I squeeze her ass, knowing I’m making her creamy flesh red and leaving pleasure marks on her skin.
Her clit becomes my obsession, the taste of it since I’ve spread her juices, how engorged it feels, like it’s getting bigger the faster I lick, expanding just like our lust. I lick it fast, flickering my tongue, driven on by her moans.
They’re becoming strangled, like she can’t produce the sound, as if the pleasure is too much for her.
“Oh, oh,” she gasps. “I’m so… yes, Bryson. Yes.”
I can feel how close she is in the way her body pulses, the shaking in her thighs.
Moving one hand from her ass, I guide my finger to her sex, smearing her juices over it as I suck her clit even more obsessively, driving my tongue against it over and over. Once my finger is wet, I slip it inside of her, wanting—needing—to feel her orgasm.
Her sex grips me the deeper I slide my finger, previewing how she’ll feel wrapped around my hard dick. Her moans trail off into stilted gasping, like she’s drowning in lust. I finger her soaked tightness, slipping my finger in and out as I lavish her eager clit with attention. Then she gifts me with a tightening of her sex, like she’s gathering all the pressure, the pleasure.
She whimpers as it flows from her, her pussy pulsing, the wetness sliding down my fingers and all over my hand. Her legs close around my head as if she wants to keep me there, which is fine by me. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.
Her hips move even faster, with fresh urgency, as my tongue flits up and down over her clit, her sex seeping with more hot juices. Then she lets out a long sigh, lying back. I rise to my feet, staring down at her.
“You better be ready,” I snarl passionately. “My cock’s never been harder. I’m going to fuck your virgin pussy until you cream all over again. Now take off your top. I’ll die if I don’t see those tits.”