Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 74875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74875 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
The double whammy he just committed was enough to steal the breath straight from my lungs as I moaned out, low and loud.
“Shhhh,” he whispered. “We don’t want you making too much noise, do we?”
I grinned and opened my mouth to say, “How can I not?” But when I went to say it, he pulled my head down to his, and let his tongue slip inside my mouth that I’d opened to argue with.
The air in my lungs returned as I gasped into his mouth.
This was already the best sexual experience of my life, and I’d only had his thumb enter me.
What would I feel when it was his cock?
His kisses had me dizzy, and by the time he was through, I was riding his thumb, desperate to get to a point that I wasn’t sure I was ready for.
The thumb inside of me was making slick, wet sounds each time I raised and lowered my hips, and at one point, I knew I would’ve been embarrassed. That point would be later, not right now. The way he made me feel…God, I couldn’t even explain it.
It was like I’d gotten all of my favorite things at once. All of those things now centered around Tate.
I didn’t think that even a Snickers would make this day any better.
Nothing, and I do mean nothing, could ruin it.
Even if he stopped right this second, I knew that it’d be something I remembered for the rest of my life. Something I compared all other sexual encounters to for the rest of my time on Earth.
But then he did go and make it better.
“Drop that tight cunt onto my cock,” he ordered, holding his cock up like he was wielding a weapon.
There was no hesitation at all. Zero. Zilch. Nada.
I lifted up and waited for him to position his cock at my entrance, and he didn’t disappoint.
The moment I felt him there, I started to descend, filling myself full of so much Tate that I wasn’t sure I could take it.
“Easy, baby,” he cooed, running his rough hand up the outside of my thigh. “Take it slow. We’re in no hurry.”
Except for I wanted him inside me so badly that I couldn’t think straight. Oh, and let’s not forget the fact that I had an appointment in an hour.
I had a feeling Tate could go for days. An hour would be inconsequential to him.
But I’d give it the good ol’ college try!
My thighs burned as I pulled back up, coating his cock with more of my need that was leaking from my pussy.
The extra lubrication helped, and the second pass of his cock came much smoother, allowing me to take another few inches. But he still wasn’t all the way inside.
“I guess what they say is true,” I panted. “Big feet, big hands…”
He started to laugh, and by doing that, he was making the cock inside of me jump.
“I’m not sure that’s true in real life, but in our world, we’re going to go with it.”
I bit my lip and tried not to blurt out how much seeing him laugh—feeling him laugh—made me happy.
He’d stop, and I didn’t want him to stop.
Not ever.
His hands on my hips guided me, telling me how much I could take, and setting the pace in which we would go.
I allowed this, unable to do anything but, and rode the wave that was Tate.
He controlled every single aspect of our lovemaking—or our fucking. I couldn’t tell which one it was at this point. But regardless, this man made me feel so much that I knew that today would forever change me.
We’d made no promises to each other, and honestly, that was okay.
The man knew what he wanted, and I did, too.
I wanted him, pure and simple.
Then he slammed me down onto him, and I was forced to take everything.
There wasn’t a single inch of me that wasn’t filled with him.
My eyes closed, and my head fell back. My breath hitched for a few long seconds, but I continued to breathe through it. Though, I did have to admit that it was difficult.
“Look down at us.”
I let my head fall forward, my eyes taking in where we were joined.
His cock made my pussy stretch so full that it looked nearly painful.
It didn’t feel painful…yet.
“Told you it would fit.”
I bit my lip and tilted my head back up, my eyes meeting his.
“You did, didn’t you?”
He growled something at me, then used those large, strong arms of his to wrap around my waist, pulling me into his chest.
Then he fucked me.
This was no lovemaking. This was fucking, plain as day.
The force of his thrusts, compared with the way he pulled me down so forcefully, had my orgasm starting that climb again.
How it could be possible, I didn’t know, but I knew tomorrow, nothing else would ever be good enough.