Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 76759 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76759 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
“I’d like to take you slowly,” he says. “But I can’t. I need to get inside you, Brianna. I need to—”
He turns me around, bends me over the bed, and I feel his cock dangling between my ass cheeks.
No. Not like this. I want to be looking into his beautiful dark eyes.
I nudge him backward.
“Yeah, I’m coming.”
No. He thinks that means I want him to do it this way. “No, not like this,” I say.
He moves backward. “What do you mean?”
“I want you facing me. I want to see you. See what you’re doing to me.” I turn around, gaze into his smoldering dark eyes.
He doesn’t smile. He sits down on the bed next to me and scoots us up toward the head of the bed.
Then he kisses me, a quick kiss with minimal tongue.
He cups my breasts, squeezes them, and then he climbs on top of me and hovers over me, his dick dangling between my legs.
God, I want more. I want his lips on my nipples. His mouth between my legs. I want to touch his cock, suck the pearly drop off its head.
So much I want to do to him, so much I want him to do to me.
“You ready?” he growls.
I gulp. “Yes, Jesse. I’m ready.”
He thrusts into me swiftly, and I gasp.
It’s not painful exactly, just… I’m not sure what. I’m full, so full. Can he tell? Can he tell no man has ever been here before?
“Damn it.” He pulls out as swiftly as he went in. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Tell you what?”
“That you’re a goddamned virgin, Brianna.”
I clasp my hand to my lips. “How could you tell?”
“By the way your body reacted. You’re tense as a board.”
He rises from the bed, his cock still hard, goes into the bathroom, and then he returns with a wet rag. He wipes it over me and then shows it to me. On the white hotel washcloth are streaks of blood. “This is not the way any woman should lose her virginity.”
I sniff back tears, cross my legs over the ache between them. “What if it’s how I wanted to lose my virginity?”
“With a quick fuck? A quick fuck from a man who only needs a release so he can get to sleep?” Jesse buries his face in his hands. “You’re better than that, Brianna. Fuck. Your brothers will never forgive me for this.”
“It may interest you to know, Jesse, that I don’t talk about my sex life with my brothers.”
He moves his hands from his eyes and looks at me. Glares at me. “What sex life? This is your first experience.”
I huff. “Maybe it’s my first experience of the act itself, but I assure you I’m not some untried little kid. I’ve had plenty of experience. I’ve given hand jobs, blow jobs. I’ve had men go down on me. I even messed around with another woman once. I’ve done—”
“Stop it,” he commands. “Just stop it right there. This is all so wrong.”
“I never thought you were the kind of guy who would start something and not finish,” I say in a daring tone.
“Are you crazy?” He waves the washcloth in my face. “This is your virgin’s blood, Brianna.”
“Exactly. And I’m no longer a virgin, so why don’t you finish?”
He stares at me, dropping the cloth onto the floor. “You have no idea how tempting you are. No idea how beautiful you are, what a tight little pussy you have. How much I want to get back in there.”
“What’s stopping you?” I uncross my legs, move onto all fours, and crawl sexily—I hope—down the bed, closer to him. “You’ve already taken my virginity. That can’t be changed. Not now. So take what you need from me, Jesse. This one night. You gave me what I wanted. I wanted to lose my virginity. Now I want to give you what you want.”
He looks away from me. “You should’ve told me.”
“Well, I didn’t. So now what do you want to do about it?”
He sits down on the foot of the bed. “Nothing. I’m going to do absolutely fucking nothing.”
I crawl to him and sit next to him. “Let me take care of you. Maybe I’m a virgin, but I’m not a virgin in other ways. I’ve had many cocks in my mouth, Jesse. I can take care of you that way.”
He shakes his head, rises. His dick is still hard.
“This is my own fault. I’m sorry, Brianna. This should have never happened.” He rises, walks into the bathroom, closes the door.
I know what he’s going to do in there. And he’s going to be doing it without me.
I scurry to the bathroom and knock. “Jesse, please. What’s done is done. At least give me what I deserve.”
He opens the door then. “Are you crazy? What you deserve is way more than I can give you.”