Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 97337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 487(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Water splashed over the sides of the tub as I tried to get more of him in me. “Hold on, wait, you’ll hurt yourself.” His words didn’t make any sense until I noticed the weird keening sound in the room and realized that I was the one making that sound, and I was making it as I tried to climb him, to get closer to the heat of his body.
He stood to his feet in the tub and stepped out, the movement driving his cock even deeper, hitting just the right spot, and I came. When I came back into my head he was staring at me with this look of wonder on his face.
He walked from the bathroom into the bedroom and each step was another moment of delight. The way I felt in his arms, the way he held me as if I were light as a feather, did something to me and I felt all my inhibitions drift away.
My back had barely touched the bed before I felt all his weight come down on top of me, something I’d come to love, and then he started pounding away inside me.
There is no other way to describe it. With my hands held above my head under his, and my nipple still caught between his teeth, he pounded his length into me over and over again until I stuttered and spewed gibberish into his ear.
I lost time, only coming to, to the sound of his voice. “Breathe, come on Lizzie, breathe for me.” I looked up at him questioningly, not quite understanding why he should be telling me this. I could feel him inside of me still, feel how wet I was, and knew that I must’ve came again, and passed out.
I nodded my head weakly to let him know that I was okay, but I couldn’t quite catch my breath enough to answer him. It seems that’s all the reassurance he needed because he went back to attacking my nipple with his teeth as he slid that hard length in and out of me, much slower this time.
Drake
She’s been asleep for at least half an hour, while I’ve been lying here awake, staring into the dark. So much had happened today that I’d all but forgotten the car that drove by the night before. Now I can’t think about anything else. Well that, and the questions that were plaguing her.
There are only two things that can be done in our situation, either she comes with me when I leave, or we have a long distance relationship when I go away to college. These are things I hadn’t given much thought to, but maybe I should.
A few short months ago this wasn’t even on my radar, so of course I didn’t have any ready answers, and either way we choose is a big step for both of us. It’s obvious that she’s sad at the thought of me leaving, but what does that mean?
Does it mean that she wants us to have a real relationship, not just me sneaking over here to climb into her bed? Or does she see what we share as fleeting? Something that we’d both look back on some time in the future with fond memories?
I looked at her sleeping face, trying to read her. She’s so closed off that it’s hard to know, but somehow I don’t see her as the type to just have a casual fling, especially not with one of her students. And always in the back of my mind is the reminder that I was her first. But could I be her only?
The thought made my heart race and my pulse pick up speed. I guess that’s something I’d like, knowing that no one else has ever had her, nor ever will. I pulled her in closer and tried to get comfortable but it was no use. My thoughts would not give me any peace.
“Lizzie, wake up.” I nudged her awake and put her on her back beneath me, sliding into her before her eyes were even open. I know they say it’s stupid to use sex as an answer for anything, but what the hell. I wasn’t going to solve our dilemma in one night and it seemed like the best call.
All I know, is that right now, at this moment, the thought of never sharing this with her left me cold. The thought of some day moving on with my life and leaving her to have a life with someone else, made me feel murderous. And she paid the price.
I pulled out and put her on her hands and knees in front of me, driving my cock back home as soon as she was in position. She screeched and looked back over her shoulder at me, but I didn’t let up. I’ve never fucked her this hard before, but she should get used to it. There’re going to be times that I want her this way, like now.