Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
He took a single finger to test out just how wet she was, and he pressed within her tight heat. She let out a gasp, and he added a second finger, watching her take all of him. She was so tight, and he knew he was a lot bigger than his two fingers.
His cock was straining at the front of his pants, desperate to be set free, but he ignored it. This was about her, at least for this very second. Pulling his two fingers from her pussy, he lifted them up to his mouth and took a taste of her. Delicious, just as he knew she would be.
Cain pressed his palms to the inside of her thighs and held her in place as he pressed his tongue to her engorged clit. She cried out, and he slid his tongue back and forth across her little sweet clit. His touches were light. He took his time as he circled her clit, and then flicked across.
She cried out, and writhed beneath his touch. He held her down, keeping her in place as he worked her body. He didn’t want to let her go.
Sliding his tongue from her clit, he went to her entrance and circled her there before plunging his tongue into her cunt. He fucked her with it for several thrusts before he brought it back to her clit.
Cain was not in any rush. He was happy to take his time. To make her wait. Although, his cock was not liking the idea of waiting. He focused on her sweet clit, drawing her closer to orgasm. When he knew she was getting close to her first peak, he held back, not allowing her to find that sweet release.
He kept her at the edge, and then when he was ready, he thrust her right over. Cain didn’t stop. He kept working her pussy, and she screamed his name, which echoed around the walls and was sweet music to his ears. There was no way he was going to get tired of licking her sweet cunt. She tasted like a fucking dream.
He reached down and took care of his pants, taking his time to ease the zipper down, and he pushed them off his body as he got to his feet. His boxer briefs joined the pants, and then he pulled his shirt over his head.
Leah stared at his body. Her gaze traveled down and landed on his thick dick.
He knelt on the bed and began to nudge her up, until she settled against the pillows. Her gaze on his. She looked so fucking precious. So inviting.
Cain didn’t try to fuck her. He took his time and looked at her. Her green eyes, her thick blonde hair. She was stunning, beautiful, and he wanted her.
Kissing her lips, she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him toward her. He reached between them and held his cock within his grip. Pressing the tip between her pussy lips, he nudged her clit and then moved down, going toward her cunt.
He stared into her eyes and this time he went slow, allowing her to get accustomed to the feel of his cock as he fed her, inch by inch. She let out a whimper, and he didn’t stop but held himself perfectly still within her. When she was ready, he thrust the final few inches inside her, and then he was seated to the hilt.
He took hold of her hands, locking their fingers together, as he looked at her. There was no need for words.
Pressing her hands to the bed, he lifted himself up, and then he began to rock inside her. He started with slow thrusts at first, and then built them up, until he pounded inside her. Leah thrust against him, pressing up, meeting him every single time.
He kept looking at her to see if she was in pain, but he saw the pleasure in her eyes as she looked at him.
Cain knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold back, and when he got close, he kissed her hard as he spilled every droplet of his cum within her.
Chapter Nine
The following morning, Leah was wide awake as she looked across the bed at a sleeping Cain. It was rare for her to be awake and him to be asleep.
She smiled as she watched him. He looked so peaceful in sleep. Most of the time when he was awake, there was always a frown between his brows. She was tempted to reach out and touch it, to smooth it out. She didn’t. For now, she was content to just look at him.
The only problem with looking at him now was, she knew she had a big problem. Cain was … different. He wasn’t just her boss, or even her friend, or even the father of the guy who attempted to rape her. Cain was so much more.