Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 131330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 657(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 438(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 657(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 438(@300wpm)
She barely gets to work her hand all the way up and down before I have her purple metallic dress bunched up to her waist and her thong torn to shreds at our feet. She arches her back, pressing her ass back into me, and I groan as I take her hip, stilling her. Then guiding my tip to her entrance, I feel just how fucking wet she is, and without another second of warning, I slam deep inside of her.
She gasps, using her hands braced against the door for leverage to press back against me. “Holy fuck,” she groans, her walls shuddering around me as they stretch and adjust to my sheer size.
She’s so fucking warm inside, fitting me just right, and I grit my teeth as she clenches around me. “You like that, Birdy?”
“Oh, God. Yes. More,” she cries out.
I give her what she needs while taking everything I’ve wanted since the last time I saw her, and fuck, it’s everything I’ve needed and more. I pound into her, digging my fingers into her hip to hold her still as she squirms and jolts with pure satisfaction. “See how well you take me?” I demand, rolling my hips before slamming back inside of her, taking her deeper. “See what you do to me? This tight little cunt could bring me to my knees, Aspen.”
I thrust again, both of us so worked up. “It’s yours,” she pants, trying to find purchase against the door. “All yours.”
“That’s right,” I say, curling my hand around the front of her hip and diving between those creamy thighs, and as I pound into her, stretching the pretty pussy, I roll my fingers over her clit and watch how she nears her limits.
“Fuck, Izaac,” she groans, trying to grind against my hand while also pressing back against my cock to take me deeper. I give her everything she wants as I feel that familiar tightening in my balls, but I hold off, needing to feel as she comes undone around me.
I roll over her clit again before gently pinching it. “Come on, Birdy. I know you’re right there with me. Let me feel you come on my cock. Squeeze me.”
Aspen’s walls tighten around me, and I groan, the sensation setting me on fire. Nothing will ever compare to being inside her. “I . . . I’m so fucking close,” she pants.
I feel her body trembling, but despite how close she is, she needs something more, and without hesitation, I reach around her and grip the door handle before shoving it open. The door opens with a bang, slamming against the drywall. I shuffle us inside before kicking the door closed behind me, and the second I get her near my desk, I bend her over it, not giving a shit about the paperwork that scatters across the small office.
Taking both of her hips, I fuck her hard and fast, gritting my teeth until finally, she cries out, her sweet little cunt shattering like glass as she reaches her climax. She comes hard, crying out with desperation as her hand finds mine on her hip and squeezes hard.
I come with her, shooting hot spurts of cum deep inside her as her body turns into a spasming mess. “Holy fuck,” she groans, her walls convulsing as her high continues to climb.
I don’t stop thrusting until she comes back down, her body relaxing heavily against my desk, and I brace my hands on either side of her, needing just a moment to catch my breath. “Fuck, Birdy,” I breathe, leaning down to her and pressing a kiss to her shoulder before finally inching away and falling out of the warmth of her sweet cunt.
All too aware of just how reckless this was, I hastily fix myself up, tucking my cock back inside my pants and doing up my belt before focusing my attention on Aspen. She crosses her arms under her face, using them as cushioning against the hard desk as she simply watches me. I step back into her, taking the skirt of her dress and pulling it down to cover her perfect ass. “I feel you dripping out of me,” she murmurs, still caught up in the post-orgasm bliss.
I take a second, her words making my cock spring back to life, and I do what I can to find just a little bit of control. But damn, now that I know my cum is spreading between her pretty thighs, it’s almost impossible to think of anything else.
“We shouldn’t have done that,” I say, looking around the office for something that could help clean her up. “Anyone could have walked in. My staff. Your brother.”
“I know. Isn’t it exciting?” she says. “We should do it again.”
“As much as I love being buried inside of you, we’re not risking that again. Becs will come looking for you soon.”