Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 36185 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36185 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
I let out a whoosh of breath as she slides slowly down my length. She gets a few inches and stops. She does a little wiggle of her hips. “I don’t think it’s going to fit.”
I nod. “Oh, it’s going to fit. You’re going to fit me like a glove, baby. You’re so tight. Take your time.”
I try to breathe through it, but her pussy already has my cock in a vise. She lowers herself some more, and I whisper to her encouragingly.
My head goes back, I grip my hands into her soft hips, and when she’s completely impaled herself on me, my whole body is vibrating.
As her body adjusts to me, I try to hold still even though everything inside me is wanting to pump.
She starts to move, and as she glides up and down my length, my restraint is barely hanging on. She shimmies her hips, back and forth, up and down, finding her rhythm. Her head is thrown back so I can’t see her eyes, and I’m not sure why it bothers me so much, but it does.
“Look at me, Tara.”
She blinks and then focuses on me. Looking into her eyes while she rides me is going to be my undoing.
I flip her to her back again and hover over her while we’re still connected. She’s closed her eyes, and I kiss up her neck, whispering in her ear, “You want to come again, you’re going to have to look at me while I do it. It’s me and you here, baby. No one else.”
Her eyes flash open, and she watches as I pump in and out of her. Emotion wells in her eyes, and she doesn’t have to say a word for me to know that this means more than just sex. This isn’t just one night. If I have anything to do with it, she’s going to be my future.
I reach between us and flick my finger over her sensitive nub. Her eyes widen, and her pussy clamps down on me. “Can you come again for me? I want us to come together.”
She shakes her head, but I continue to caress her clit as I pump in and out of her. “Come for me, baby. One more time.”
Her hands go to my shoulders, and her nails dig into me, but the pain feels good. Her eyes start to close, and I tsk her. “Eyes on me.”
She looks at me, and I see the instant her orgasm hits her. Her eyes widen, her cheeks are flushed, and her hips jerk uncontrollably. My thrusts are erratic, and when I come, I bellow her name, grunting as the biggest orgasm I’ve ever felt takes over my body.
Panting, I’m hovering over her, trying not to squash her but at the same time wanting to hold her close. I search her wide eyes. “Are you okay?”
She bites her lower lip and nods. “Yeah.”
I kiss her, and before I get too carried away, I slowly pull out of her and fall to the bed beside her. She starts to get up, but I put my hand at her waist and pull her against me. “Where do you think you’re going?”
15
TARA
I’m trying not to panic, but the longer I lie here, the more intensely I’m feeling all my emotions, and I know I’m not going to be able to hold it in much longer. That was not a one-night stand, a booty call, or anything else.
Why did he have me look at him? That makes it all the more real, and it’s hard to keep a balance between what’s real and what’s fake.
It’s fake. It meant nothing. That’s what I’m telling myself.
“Uh, I was going to get cleaned up.”
He lifts up, pulls the condom off, and ties the end of it. “Stay right here. I’ll take care of it.”
I lift my head from the pillow and look at the bathroom door that he just disappeared behind and the bedroom door. Should I escape? I could get up and leave. And as I’m about to do just that, he comes back out with a cloth in his hands.
He stands over me, pushing my legs apart, and embarrassment takes over. I try to reach for the towel. “I can do it.”
He holds it out of reach and sits down on the bed beside my hips. He cleans me up and then takes the cloth into the bathroom. When he comes back out, I’m searching for my shirt. Where the hell did I throw it?
“Where are you going?”
Startled, I answer, “Uh, the bathroom.”
He swaggers toward me, still fully naked, his manhood semi erect between his legs. How is that fuckin’ possible?
He pulls me toward him and then walks me to his bathroom. “Have at it.”
I point to the other room with one hand while I try to cover myself with my other arm. “Uh, I thought I should go.”