Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
“Okay,” I moan, digging my fingernails into his shoulders. “I’m ready, Luca.”
He grips the base of his cock and guides the helm to my hole.
I gasp when I feel him pressing into me, so massive, so much bigger than his fingers were.
My hole grips onto him tightly, wetly, until all I can think about is the pressure between my legs.
He watches me attentively with each movement, his eyes locked on me as he slides deeper and deeper.
I gasp with each inch, shocked that there’s more of him until he’s buried all the way inside of me. I feel like we’re fused. Like we’re sinking into each other. Like nothing exists but our flesh and this precious moment.
My womb screams at my hole, willing me to relax, and then nerves sizzle all through my sex, and a feeling of profound euphoria washes over me.
I gasp as I feel myself opening for him, as though he’s kissing the edges of my hole to make him fit.
“Oh, fuck,” I whisper when the warmth rushes into my sex.
“I can feel it,” he groans. “Fucking hell, Lucy. I can feel your body getting ready. You can take it.”
“I think so,” I whisper. “Just go slow…”
“At first,” he says, finishing my sentence for me.
He pulls out until his helm is pressed against my hole again, and then he drives deep inside of me. I moan and wrap my arms harder around him, sitting down with the motion of his passage, trying to find a rhythm.
I hope I’m doing it right.
If Luca’s deep carnal groans are anything to go by, I think I might be.
He slides in and out, moving so slowly I’m sure I can feel the veins bulging in his dick, his seed making him engorged and ready to burst. I slide down in time with him, the silk sheets grinding against my back.
We gaze into each other’s eyes as he begins to pump faster, his dark eyes brimming with relief when he feels me open for him even more.
“Our bodies need this,” he snarls. “Our bodies are hungry for it.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” I moan, unable to say anything else.
My sex has never felt like this before. I’ve often wondered what this would feel like, but it’s a feeling entirely its own like his cock is made of flames and it’s throwing out hissing embers that kiss deep inside of me, multiplying and spreading their heat.
“Fuck me, Luca,” I moan, somehow finding the words.
They rise from somewhere deep inside of me, from my womb and my desire and my need.
“Do you mean… really fuck you?”
I bite my lip, nodding, loving the way Luca’s face shivers with lust at the gesture.
“My brave horny queen.” He leans down and kisses me softly on the forehead. “If you feel like screaming, fucking scream. This room is soundproofed.”
“Okay,” I gasp. “Oh, God… I want it so bad.”
He arches his back and slams inside of me. I let out a choked yelp as the full force of his body hammers into me, jolting me up the bed as the mattress and the bed frame creaks.
He pommels into me again and again, and all I can do is grip onto his shoulders and try to bounce with him.
The effort of trying to keep time with his savage thrusts causes me to buck wildly.
I throw myself back and claw onto the sheets, my moans and his carnal grunts mixing with the wet sounds of our bodies clashing. The whole room shakes and trembles and my vision floods with tears of pure ecstasy.
He slams into me somehow harder, his lips twisted as he makes beastly noises.
“Come for me,” he grunts. “I can feel. How close. You are. Fucking come.”
My hole gets tighter, making Luca grunt as he drives up with more power.
It’s like my womb is triggered by his words of command, forcing my insides to create a fireworks display of ecstasy, explosion following explosion until I can’t take it anymore.
He moves even faster and I find the rhythm like I’m switching lanes on a highway. I sink into the flow and start pulsing with him, chasing the pleasure that erupts through me in flares of heat and desire, euphoria captures every part of me.
“Like that,” I cry, hardly able to force the words out. “Oh, yes, yes…”
I dig my fingernails into his rock hard muscles, thinking I might break a couple and not giving a damn. All I care about is the way his cock pounds between my legs.
He fucks me like he loves me. Like I’m the only person he can ever see himself being with. He fucks me like our lives depend on it.
And I give as good as I get, bouncing and writhing with him, dancing to the beat of our union.
The orgasm shatters in my core and seeps through me, every inch of my skin and my insides tingling with a thousand buzzing points, my womb surging and sending more pleasure flowing through me.