Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 67468 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67468 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
The only thing she was high on was me.
“Baby, you feel so good,” I said when her eyes met mine.
Her teeth bit down on her lower lip, and I couldn’t stop myself from jerking at the sight.
She was so fuckin’ beautiful it was hard to look at sometimes.
Even her messy hair was doing it for me.
With each thrust of my cock inside of her, she would scoot up the couch, so I lifted her arms up over her head and directed her fingers to wrap around the metal bar above her head.
“Hold there and stiffen your arms,” I directed. “Keep yourself in place. This is about to get rough.”
Her fingers curled around the metal tightly, and she watched me, nodding once to say that she was ready.
Grabbing her around the hips, I pounded into her hard and fast, all rhythm and reason gone.
Her moaning turned to sharp squeaks, and then I could feel her pussy rippling, letting me know that she was just as close as I was.
“Oh, baby,” I hissed. “You better be fuckin’ close.”
The boat gave a firm jolt as if a wave had hit it, or a person had boarded.
But I was too far gone to stop now.
I groaned, my release leaving me like a jet propulsion pack.
I filled her with a few deep, hard thrusts, shooting my release deep inside of her.
“Ugghhh,” I grunted. “Fuckin’ take it.”
Later, I’d cringe at my words.
But goddamn, she made me say and do things when I had no control that I could say, with a fierce certainty, that no other person on this planet had ever been able to accomplish.
“Oh, god,” she wheezed, her eyes rolling back in her head so hard that the whites of her eyes showed. “I’m coming so hard.”
I gritted my teeth and pulsed inside of her, emptying so much come into her that I knew it was a good thing I had a couch that could be sprayed off easily.
It was a high possibility she was currently leaking onto the cushions with how much I’d given her.
When we both came to a jolting stop, panting and spent, we stared at each other.
“I think you broke me,” she whispered. “How am I supposed to come back from that?”
I pulled out, then looked down to watch my release leak out of her onto the cushions, just like I’d thought.
“You don’t,” I growled, reaching forward and swirling the milky substance around her opening before dragging it to her clit.
She jerked as if it was too sensitive to touch, and I pulled back.
Sexiest thing I’d ever seen in my life, bar none.
She sat up, tugged her sweatshirt down low, then poked me in the belly.
“I wasn’t quiet,” she admitted.
I rolled my eyes as a snort escaped me.
Tucking my hard cock into my pants and only zipping, I said, “No shit?”
She pinched me on the belly, then stood.
The sweatshirt once again fell over her ass to mid-thigh.
“Where are my panties?” she asked, sounding worried, partially bending over the rail to get a look down below.
There was nothing.
So I took the steps down and looked around.
Still nothing.
I looked into the water, then shrugged. “Maybe they didn’t go on the boat at all. Maybe they slid off the side into the water.”
A thought that maybe that nudge had been a person jumping on to retrieve them, then leave, occurred to me. But then I dismissed it. I hadn’t heard a thing, and nobody was crazy enough to board a damn boat to snatch a pair of panties. And, honestly, I just couldn’t see that little weird teen having enough balls to do it.
Therefore, I decided that they’d definitely gone overboard.
“Well, that’s unfortunate,” Alice muttered as she tugged the sweatshirt down lower. “I only had a few pairs.”
I curled a piece of hair behind her ear as I said, “We’ll go to the store. Grab you a couple more packs. And some chicken to cook for dinner.”
She wrinkled her nose. “Chicken? Why not steak? Or sausage?”
I winked at her. “One, because chicken’s less calorically dense than those two things. Two, because you get steaks at Skinners Grocery store. And Skinners isn’t open today. Three, sausage is served for breakfast. And by the time we get out of here, it’s gonna be well past lunch.”
She frowned, looking at me with the cutest confused look on her face. “It’s only nine.”
I caught her around the waist, dragged her back against me once we’d breached the door, and firmly closed the door behind me while simultaneously pulling her into my still very much there erection.
Her mouth opened and closed as if she was at a loss for words.
I flipped the lock, then reached between us to unzip my pants.
The moment my cock was out, I tugged the sweatshirt up and easily slid inside.
My come from earlier, paired with her wetness, made the glide easy.