Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 90899 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 364(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90899 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 364(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
“Tell you what?” She arches a wicked brow as she rolls her hips in the opposite direction.
Her movements are deliberate, torturous, and her gaze filled with a mixture of love, passion, and an unabashed knowledge of the power she holds over me. And in that second, I fall even more in love with her. With her bravery and her honesty and the perfect way she sighs as I cup her breasts, my thumbs brushing over her hardened peaks as I say, “Tell me you’re mine, Maya.”
She shivers, her rhythm faltering for a moment before she continues the slow, teasing rocks of her hips.
“Tell me I’m the only one you ever want to fuck,” I say as I take control of her hips and shift her forcefully into position, her turned-on gasp as I jerk her pussy to the top of my cock confirmation that this is what she wants. “Tell me my cock is the only cock you ever want buried inside you. Tell me, and I’ll let you sink down on me, let you take every inch.”
“Yes,” she says, her breath coming faster, making her breasts bob in the cool air. “You’re the only one I want inside me. The only one.”
“Good girl,” I rumble as I slide inside her again, her body so wet and ready for me, there’s no resistance this time.
There’s just sweetness, ease, heat, and hunger. Just the perfection of Maya riding me toward her second orgasm of the night, looking like a pagan sex goddess escaped from a primal forest.
We come together harder, deeper, until the only sounds in the room are our gasps and the rhythmic slap of skin against skin. I grip her hips, meeting her movements with thrusts of my own, driving her higher, closer to the edge. Her hands brace against my chest, her nails digging into my skin as she bites her lip, her body tightening around me in a way that makes my vision blur.
“Come with me this time,” she gasps, her voice trembling. “Come with me.”
“Kiss me,” I demand, my own release building, threatening to overwhelm me. “I want to taste you when I come.”
She leans down, her lips finding mine in a desperate, messy kiss that pushes us both over the edge. She shatters first, her body trembling around my twitching cock, her cries muffled against my lips. I follow seconds later, calling her name as I come in hot streams inside her, filling her with the evidence of how much I need her, tonight and every night.
Afterward, we melt together, her body draped over mine, both of us boneless as we remember how to breathe. I wrap her up in my arms, holding her close, anchoring us as we recover from the perfect storm we created together.
“Okay?” I ask as I press a kiss to her temple, my heartbeat slowing as I run my fingers up and down her spine, soaking in the miracle of her.
Of us.
“The best,” she whispers after a beat, her voice soft, vulnerable. “It was even better with no lies between us.”
I tighten my hold on her, her words settling deep in my chest. “It was. And it’s only going to get better, baby. I promise.”
She pulls back far enough to catch my gaze, a contented smile on her lips. “I don’t know if I can handle too much better. That first orgasm was so intense it almost killed me.”
“But you came through it like a champ,” I say with a wink. “No pun intended.”
She exhales a soft laugh. “You totally intended.”
“You’re right,” I confess. “When it comes to you, I’m full of intentions.”
Then, I tell her about the no interest loan paperwork I had waiting at the club and the playroom I’d reserved, where I intended to let her tie me up and take her retribution on me for lying in whatever way she saw fit.
She hums thoughtfully as she sits up, still straddling me with my now soft cock inside her. “Retribution could be fun, but not at the club. I’d rather tie you up in private. And I don’t need your money. I’ll figure something out.” She sighs. “Or I’ll lose the deposit and consider it a bought lesson. I’ll be able to save up enough to try again. It might take more time than I’d prefer, but those are the breaks sometimes.”
I nod. “True, but I don’t want those to be the breaks for you. Not when I can help. And there aren’t any strings on this loan. It’s yours, whether we end up together for the long haul or you decide to walk away tomorrow and never come back.” I give her hip a gentle squeeze. “Please, let me help. This is one of the ways I show I care, by using my money to make life easier for the people I love. And I’m always going to care for you, no matter what.”