Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
“Fuuuuck,” he groans gutturally. “I’ve never seen something so beautiful. Your ass, baby, and your pussy – they’re just so good.”
And with that compliment, he takes over. Leaning over to drop a kiss on my shoulder, he whispers into my ear. “Are you ready, little girl? Ready for the ride of your life?”
Without waiting for an answer, he begins to rock. Gently at first, and slowly, aware that my flesh is new. My pussy has never been touched this deep before. The slide of his dick in and out is sensational.
But it’s not enough, nowhere near enough. So wordlessly, I squeeze my internal muscles while humping my butt back again slightly, silently begging for more.
Stone chuckles deep in his throat, knowing exactly what I’m asking for. He braces one massive hand on the mattress and grabs a breast with the other.
“Little girl, I’m about to fuck you hard,” he rasps, twirling my nipple with his big fingers.
True to his word, the rhythm begins. Stone pulls back, then pushes in before pulling back again, making my pussy churn and my insides tremble. His dick is touching me so deep that it causes shivers to run up my spine. My cunt is dripping wildly, wet and hungry. The sweet slide is so amazing, so incredible, that I don’t last long. After a minute or two of his ministrations, I’m done for, too new and nubile to be able to control my excitement.
So with a scream and a long “Fuuuuuck!” I come, my pussy clamping hard on his dick, spasming again and again on the hot rod. My whole body is clenching, my spine snapping backwards; the sensation is so fierce and so intense. “Shit!” I scream.
The additional friction must have gotten to him as well because with a mighty roar, Stone unleashes in me, his balls pulling high and spurting. Lash after lash of hot white shoots up my channel as his dick jerks and kicks wildly inside of my pussy.
“Ahhhhh,” he roars, those massive muscles pinning me to his hard form. My soft body clenches and unclenches, my boobs shivering and shaking. As we ride out our release, my pussy milks him for more.
Finally, we collapse, our limbs tangled, covered in a slight sheen of sweat. Stone is huge and heavy as his body presses me into the air mattress. This position feels so dominant and so sexy that I can hardly catch my breath. But evidently, Mr. Phillips still has a sense of humor after a massive orgasm because a big hand slips between us to nuzzle at my folds, parting that soft flesh even though his dick is still buried deep inside. With a swift pinch, he tickles my clit, making me shriek again. The sensation is so dirty that tingles run through my body as my cunt wells up again with lust.
Stone just laughs.
“You know what I love about you, baby?” he whispers against my relaxed form. “You have something called ‘dog.’”
Stunned into silence, I turn to stare at him over my shoulder. Has he really just taken my virginity – no, forced me to take my own virginity – and then called me a dog? My brows lower, and I get ready to scream.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Stone
I love everything about the brunette. At the mention of the word ‘dog,’ she’s immediately on high alert, despite the fact that she’s nude in my arms with my cock seated deep inside that tiny pussy. Oh yeah, Evie is tight, unbelievably small, and I plan on working myself into her again … and again … and again.
But in the meantime, I want to tease her, to get a rise out of the beautiful brunette. And it seems my comment has worked.
“What the fuck is ‘dog?’” Evie demands indignantly, her boobs quivering as she props herself up on her elbows to glare at me over her shoulder. I love it – the brunette is so sassy, yet so fine. I’m literally draped all over her, my cock buried in her snatch, yet she doesn’t hesitate to give me lip.
“Baby, I didn’t say you’re a dog or a female bitch in heat. Nothing like that,” I murmur, reaching one hand around to tweak a nipple. “I just said you have something that I call ‘dog.’”
But the little girl isn’t dumb. Shaking my hand free, she fixes me with her big brown eyes, staring hard.
“What the fuck is ‘dog’?” she demands again, this time with a huffy look on her face. “Seriously, you don’t just sleep with a woman and then say the word ‘dog’ in the next sentence.”
I give in. I love her sassiness and her know-it-all ways; the girl is so intelligent. “All I’m saying is that I love your pussy, baby,” I reassure her, pulling her tighter onto my cock and holding her close. “Dog’s this thing where when I pull out of your pussy, I can see the ring of your lips pulling as well, sticking to my cock like they don’t want it to go. It’s a circle of pink, what I call ‘dog,’” I explain mischievously.