Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26493 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26493 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
By the time I'm naked, she's trembling on the edge of another orgasm, rocking against my face and pleading. My name rolls from her lips in the sweetest chant I've ever heard.
I reluctantly wrench my mouth away from her, crawling up her body. I place kisses as I go—her mound, her belly, just below her bra. That has to fucking go. I pause long enough to remove it and then groan, pushing them together to nuzzle them.
"I want to fuck these too, Madeline."
"Do it," she says, her pupils so wide her eyes are nearly black.
My cock jumps at the prospect of sliding my dick between those perfect tits while she watches.
"Later," I growl, sucking a nipple into my mouth and then biting down. She claws down my back, sobbing. "I want to feel you coming all over my cock."
I sit up, hauling her into my arms. The first time I'm inside her, I want her in my lap with my arms around her. That was the plan, and I'm sticking to it.
"What are you doing?" she asks, a breathless tremor in her voice.
"Fucking you just like this, unicorn." I press my forehead to hers, trying not to lose my damn mind when she straddles my lap, and I feel her perfect cunt brush the head of my cock. "I want you in my arms, your eyes on me, when I'm inside you the first time."
I capture her lips in a searing kiss as I pull her tighter against me, my hands spanning her back. She whimpers into my mouth, clutching at my shoulders. I pour every ounce of hunger and desire I feel into the kiss, ravaging her mouth with my tongue.
When we finally break apart, both panting, I meet her cinnamon gaze. "Take it slow, baby," I rasp. "I want to feel every inch of you taking me in."
She nods, biting her plump bottom lip. Then slowly, achingly slowly, she begins to slide down my aching cock.
I groan loudly as her slick heat engulfs me inch by delicious inch. Nothing has ever felt this incredible. This right. Like coming home.
"Oh God, Drake," she whimpers, her head falling back in ecstasy as she takes more of me. I watch her closely for signs of pain or discomfort, but there are none. Not even when her barrier pops against the head of my cock.
She simply whimpers my name, her inner muscles clenching around me. But even so, I hold her still, trying to give her a moment to adjust. I want to make this so good for her, better than she ever dreamed possible.
The last thing I want is to hurt her.
Tears glisten on her lashes when she tilts her head forward to meet my gaze. "You feel…it's so…"
"I know, baby. I feel it too," I rasp, my fucking heart in my throat. We fit together perfectly, like two puzzle pieces clicking into place. Like we were made for each other.
"I need to move," she whispers after a moment, squirming. "Please."
"Do it then, unicorn. Take all of me," I encourage, fighting the urge to thrust up into her tight cunt. I want her to set the pace this first time.
With a choked cry, she slides down my cock until she's fully seated in my lap, her round ass nestled against my thighs.
I groan at the exquisite pleasure. "You feel…God…you feel perfect," I tell her in awe, caressing her hips.
"So do you," she whispers, gazing at me, those cinnamon eyes filled with wonder. "I didn't know anything could feel this good."
My heart clenches at her innocence, at the magnitude of this moment. When I think about Halloween thirty years from now, I won't remember the twelve-year-old kid who fell down the stairs. I'll remember every fucking moment of this night. I'll remember the incredible woman in my arms, giving every piece of herself to me.
She's mine now in every way. And I'm hers, completely.
I tip my head down, claiming her lips in a deep, searing kiss as I begin to rock her on my lap. She moans into the kiss, her soft, pliant body melting against mine. Her pussy clenches around my cock as I thrust up into her, our bodies moving in perfect sync.
"You feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock, Madeline," I rasp against her lips. "Like you were made just for me."
She whimpers, her nails digging into my shoulders as she meets each thrust. "I know," she gasps. "M-maybe I was."
A possessive growl rumbles from deep in my chest. I grip her hips tighter, pulling her down harder on my cock as I fuck up into her.
She throws her head back, her wild curls tumbling down her back, as she cries out in ecstasy. I latch onto the smooth column of her throat, sucking and biting, marking her as mine.