Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 121360 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 607(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 405(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121360 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 607(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 405(@300wpm)
She ground against my length, smearing her slick arousal from my tip to the middle of my shaft. Her body was wet because it was used to getting sex at this time of day every single morning.
My hands gripped her waist, my fingers meeting across her back because she was so petite and my hands were so big. If I pressed my thumbs into her stomach, I could crush her. She was small but not delicate. Even if I were twice her size and ten times her strength, she would still beat me somehow. That’s what turned me on about her. She was resourceful and determined.
She lifted herself up and pointed my cock at her entrance. Slowly, she slid down, putting my thickness inside her. It was never easy for me to shove myself inside her with a quick thrust. Her pussy was still tight, still needed a few seconds to prepare for my size. She moaned as she slid all the way down, taking in my most of my length like a real woman.
I wanted to roll her over onto her back and fuck her hard like I did every morning, but I decided to lie still and let her do all the work. If she wanted to fuck me, she was more than welcome.
She pressed her weight into her palms against my chest and rolled her hips, pulling her pussy down over my length repeatedly. She moaned right away, like she’d been wanting to do this for the past hour. The signs of arousal crept onto her face, and she let her pretty mouth open with the endless moans that came belting out. Her fingers dug into my chest as she fucked me harder, getting off on my fat dick.
I thrust my hips up to meet her cunt, to shove myself inside as she lowered her body at the same time. I could feel her racing heartbeat under my fingertips, feel her sexy muscles shift and flex as she worked hard to fuck me.
Fuck, this felt good.
My hands gripped her tits again, loving the way they shook right in my line of sight. I wanted to come, but I would let her finish first. She deserved a powerful climax after the way she fucked me so good.
She moved her hands to either side of my head, her hair falling down around me. “I love you, Griffin…” Spoken in a whisper but packed with the passion of a lover, it was one of the sexiest things she’d ever said. I was buried deep inside her, feeling her as intimately as possible, and she wanted me there every day for the rest of our lives. This woman could have any man she wanted. All she had to do was flash a smile and snap her fingers, and she could capture all the hearts around her. But I was the only man she wanted, the only man who was good enough for her. I was the only man she wanted to ride like this.
I propped myself up on my elbow so I could be closer to her. My hand moved to her hair, and I cradled her face against mine, feeling that pussy surround me over and over. “I know, baby. I can feel it.” I brought her forehead against mine while my fingers continued to stroke the silky strands of hair. The sound of our moving bodies was loud in the room. Her wetness increased, making it echo noisily and turn both of us on even more. There was so much slickness between her legs that it built up around my balls. I listened to her breathing, listened to it grow deeper and heavier. I didn’t kiss her because being pressed together like this seemed even more intimate. All I wanted to do was feel her, listen to her, and enjoy her.
Her hips bucked against me harder, and she started to scream. “Oh god…” She took my dick harder, pounding it inside her as she drove herself to a climax.
“Yes, baby. Come all over me.”
She grabbed on to my shoulder as she finished, breathing in my face and moaning at the same time. “Yes…”
I felt her tighten around me, crushing me with the strength of an anaconda. This pussy was unbelievable, better than anything else I’d ever had. This was the only place I wanted to be for the rest of my life. I never missed the promiscuity of my old life. Why would I, when I had the perfect woman to fuck every single day? “My turn.” I sat up and wrapped my arm around her waist, my other hand keeping me propped up. I guided her against me as my mouth moved with hers. When we were pressed together this tightly, I could feel her at a much deeper angle. My full length was buried inside, covered in the come she just gave me. She was tighter than before, her climax making her cunt constrict more profoundly. Every time I came inside her, the same look of pleasure entered her gaze. She got off on my orgasms, loved watching me dump my come inside her. “Here it comes, baby.”