Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 89093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 445(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 445(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
And the sensation deepens when JR groans while devouring every drop of cum he’s coercing out of me. He eats me like a wild animal, the lashes of his tongue and nibs of his teeth unstoppable. They push me into climax for the second time even quicker than they did the first time.
I shudder as frantic moans roll up my chest. I can’t stop coming. The sensation is too much. The prickly softness of his beard and the rough, demanding strokes of his tongue are all too much yet all my brain can come up with is ‘more.’
More licks.
More finger-fucking.
More him.
I want it all, and JR gives it to me.
I’ve barely come back from a third float through hysteria when he releases my hands, climbs up my spent body, curls my legs around his waist, then lines his fat cock up with the entrance of my slicked pussy.
I’m drenched front to back, but he still takes his time coating himself with my wetness. He doesn’t want to hurt me, and I have no clue why it took me days to realize that.
As I use one of my hands to open myself to him, the other pulls his sweatpants over the generous swell of his ass before tugging them to his knees. His shirt is next on my hitlist, but before I can expose his hairy pecs to my rapacious gaze, he impales me with one ardent thrust.
I still as a burn of desire rips through my heated center. It hurts, and we both freeze for a minute. I hate pain. It is the bane of my existence, but this pain is different. It’s stupidly wanted even with it feeling like I’m about to be torn in two.
“Perhaps you should warn a girl next time,” I mutter like it is JR’s first time having sex. “No!” I push out with an almost sob when my confession sees him retreating with an expression on his face that reveals he plans to do a whole lot more than prepare for a second pump. “It hurts, but that’s okay. Sometimes good things are meant to cause a little discomfort.”
JR peers at me with stitched brows.
He seems wholly lost.
“If we’re not prepared to experience the occasional bouts of pain, how will we ever learn to cherish the non-painful times? It’s kind of like having sex for the first time. If we stop because we can’t push past the pain, how will we ever learn that it’s meant to be a pleasurable experience?” When his confusion doubles, I breathe out nervously, “Just go slow. A woman’s vagina needs time to adjust to the intrusion.”
I begin to wonder how many women JR has been with when he briefly nods before slowly inching back inside me. He takes it super slow, his eyes only leaving my face when I roll my hips upward so my clit can grind against his eye-bugging V muscle.
He drinks in the way my body responds to the friction before slowly backing out.
“Oh, god, yes,” I moan on a purr when his third thrust occurs with the pad of his thumb rubbing my clit.
He circles the nervy bud until I’m at the point of detonation before he rolls his hips to increase the pressure of his grind. It creates the perfect amount of tension and soon has me begging for him to take me harder and faster.
As the bedding scrunches under my back, I dig my feet into the springy mattress and raise my ass off the bed. JR can take me even deeper now. He can almost fit every inch of his big, thick cock inside of me, and the awareness has me screaming like a banshee.
The change-up unlocks a new beast-like demeanor from JR. He fucks me relentlessly, his pounding rhythms more detrimental to my sanity than his ruggedly handsome face. He takes control, and I give it to him without a single ounce of hesitation.
While gripping the bedsheets in a white-knuckled hold, I scream his brilliance into the night air. I’m desperate to come, almost at the point of begging, then JR withdraws his cock, flips me over, yanks me back, then drives home for the second time.
He slips in without the fight of earlier, and within a second of groaning his appreciation of the fact, he curls his hand around my sweat-slicked body to find my clit.
It’s the fight of my life not to bury my head into the mattress to muffle my screams. The only reason I don’t is because I want JR to hear them. I want him to know how unhinged he’s made me. He’s working for every scream leaving my body, so he deserves to know of their existence even if he can’t hear them.
Shockwaves rocket through me as another orgasm sparks to life. I can’t hold it back when the throbs of JR’s cock announce he’s close as well. Instead, I surrender to the madness before dragging JR to the depths of hell with me.