Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 26471 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26471 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
She tastes like everything I’ve ever wanted and never thought I’d have, and it’s messing me up, tearing me apart with every sweet press of her lips and sexy little moan.
I sink my hands into her soft blonde hair, loving the way her curls tickle my skin. I give her silky locks a little tug and she makes a sexy moan that drives me out of my mind.
“I want you,” I growl in her ear as our bodies move closer together, erasing all the frustrating distance between us.
“I’ve wanted you my whole life,” she whispers back.
I pick her up and put her on my lap, kissing her deeply as the intoxicating scent of her perfume fills my lungs, lighting my blood on fire.
My cock is a steel pole between us, but she doesn’t try to move away when it’s pressed against her thigh. She just kisses me harder, pulling my mouth to hers.
I rest my hand on her knee, but trying to keep it in place is nearly impossible. It slides up her bare thigh, tucking between her legs.
“Oh, Cash,” she whispers, moaning on my mouth as she opens her legs for me. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”
I was hoping the shy virgin girl next door persona wasn’t just an act, and now I know for certain that it’s not. She’s just as innocent and virtuous as I dreamed she’d be.
“I’ve never been in love before,” I tell her. “I’ve never felt like this.”
“Oh, Cash,” she moans as she grabs my shirt and pulls my mouth onto hers.
I keep sliding my hand up her open legs, dipping under her mini skirt until I feel the heat. She’s hot and wet and just as turned on as I am.
I swallow hard, my mouth watering as I drag my fingertips up her wet mound. It’s covered by her panties, but my touch still makes her shiver and moan. It still makes my cock ache with need.
“That’s my girl,” I growl as I slide my fingers into her panties and pull them to the side. “That’s how I want you. Nice and wet.”
She shakes and convulses on my lap as I touch her again, this time with nothing between us. She’s so wet. So soft. So completely and utterly mine.
“Yes,” she whimpers, biting her bottom lip as she starts rocking on my cock, moaning and whimpering as I play with her pussy. I trace her soft folds and rub her little clit. I tease her tight virgin hole and then groan as I slip a finger inside.
Her grip tightens on my shirt as I sink my finger in to the knuckle. She’s so fucking sexy. The faces she’s making… Her eyes squeezed shut, her lips opening and biting… Her legs start trembling as I slide in and out, coating my fingers with her cream.
“You feel so good,” I growl on her neck. “Your pussy is so tight.”
“Don’t stop,” she moans, gripping my wrist and squeezing it as she holds it in place.
“I’m your man now,” I tell her as I press the heel of my palm onto her clit, adding pressure. “You understand that?”
“Yes,” she moans, arching her back with a cry.
Her tits are thrust up into my face and I kiss them over her shirt until she gets frustrated and yanks her shirt and bra down, freeing her breasts. They tumble down in front of me and the beautiful sight steals my breath away. My hands are busy—one holding her up, the other making her moan—so I use my mouth, taking her perfect pink nipple between my lips and swirling my tongue over the tight, sensitive peak. The sound she makes… good lord… It’s pure heaven and sin all rolled into one.
“Oh, Cash,” she moans as she slides her fingers into my hair, holding my head in place. I kiss and lick her other breast, wondering what I ever did to get this lucky.
“You’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” I say as I roam my hungry eyes down her. Her bare breasts are bouncing as she rocks her body, her legs spread open on my lap as her tight pussy clamps down on my fingers. I wish I had a camera. I wish I could videotape this moment. But that would just ruin it. I’ll just have to do my best to memorize every exquisite detail I can.
“I want more,” I growl possessively as I pull my wet hand from her legs. She cries out so loud one of the horses snorts aggressively like he’s saying ‘Excuse me! We’re trying to sleep over here!’
“What are you doing?” she says, the desperation clear in her voice. I pick her up and carry her over to the hay stacks piled along the wall. I lower her onto one as she watches me with those shiny green eyes full of lust, full of want and need.