Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 158635 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 793(@200wpm)___ 635(@250wpm)___ 529(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 158635 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 793(@200wpm)___ 635(@250wpm)___ 529(@300wpm)
Cecily moans, goes on her tiptoes, and slaps both her palms on the tree for balance. I pull away her mask so I can see her features and how she looks at me.
How her breathing falls in synch with my thrusts. How her lips part the more I own her.
So I go deeper, fucking her harder, hitting her sweet spot until she’s bouncing off my cock.
“Say my name,” I order when I feel her close and remove my mask, throwing it on the ground.
“Jeremy,” she moans as she milks my cock and comes undone around me. “Jeremy, Jeremy, Jeremy.”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!
I become a madman as I pull out, spit on her back hole, and drive into her ass. The sound of her shriek of pleasure does me in.
Everything about her does.
I fuck her like I’m indeed dying, and she’s my only cure. I fuck her like I can’t live without her anymore.
“You make me an animal for you, Cecily.”
“I’m animal for you, too.”
“I’m a feral beast when it comes to you.”
“That’s okay.” She grabs my hand that’s on her jaw and kisses it like she can’t stop touching me. “You’re my beast.”
That’s enough to make me come inside her the longest I ever have, with spurts of my cum covering her inner thighs and messing up her dress.
I’ll need to miss the initiation ceremony or at least be late, because I need to take her again. Properly this time and slower like she likes it.
She winces when I pull out of her, and I steady her as I turn her to face me.
“Fuck. Did I hurt you?” I watch her face.
She snorts. “A bit late for that, don’t you think?”
“I don’t want to hurt you, Cecily. Not that type of pain, at least.”
“I’m fine.” She throws up a dismissive hand. “Besides, I love it when you hurt me.”
I gather her in my arms and kiss the top of her head, her cheeks, her eyes, and I finish with a slow kiss on her lips.
When I finally pull away, she sighs contentedly. “Have I told you how much I love your care after the roughness? It makes all the difference.”
“It does, huh?”
“It’s how I know you love me.” She leans against me. “Thank you for helping me in my self-recovery journey.”
“You helped with mine, too.” I kiss the top of her head. “I never liked to keep anyone close because I loathed and dreaded the idea of being left behind. But I’d fall for you over and over again if I had the chance for a redo.”
“Oh, Jeremy.” She strokes my jaw. “I’m lucky to have you.”
“That’s where you’re wrong. I’m the one who’s lucky to have you, Lisichka.”
One day, and I mean soon, I’m going to make this woman my wife. My partner.
My everything.
She’ll be my always, and I’ll be hers.
Forever.
THE END