Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 93(@200wpm)___ 75(@250wpm)___ 62(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 93(@200wpm)___ 75(@250wpm)___ 62(@300wpm)
“Perfect, baby,” he says, his voice rough and caring at the same time. He takes one of my hands and lifts me to my feet, helps me from the tub, then dries me and leads me into the bedroom.
I’m absolutely buzzing with energy. I don’t know how we connect so intimately, but we do. It’s like he just has this effect on me—like we were made for each other or something, and I think that he’s feeling the same thing that I am.
I’m pretty sure he is when I feel his fingers slide through my hair and twist, tugging back the flesh of my scalp, gently but firmly commanding and forcing me back-first down onto the bed.
It’s only natural for me to spread my legs for him as I look up at his tall, broad physique like a mountain of a man taking up the entire room.
He peels off his shirt first, exposing a set of muscles that makes my mouth water like I’m looking at a delicious dessert. Then he goes for his belt and the fly on his pants. And when I see what he’s been hiding back there—what’s been causing that bulge—I have to stop myself from making a sound.
It’s the first male sex I’ve seen in my life, but I can’t imagine seeing greater perfection.
He touches my left thigh with his right hand, and a ripple of lust takes me.
“I knew you’d have a perfect little pink pussy under there, angel,” Colt says to me as he spreads my legs even farther with his hands. “And I guarantee it feels as tight as a wet fist too, baby.”
My jaw drops. As I try to speak, only air comes out of my mouth.
He groans as the tip of his cock presses against the entrance of my sex. I’m so sensitive that out of pure instinct, I jump back at first. My body even finds its voice again. and I let out a yelp.
Colt smiles and strokes my hair back. “Relax, angel. It may hurt a bit at first, but that pussy’s going to love Daddy’s cock. Just don’t fight it, okay?”
I nod, a furious mixture of emotions surging through me. But I see the strong, solid affirmation in Colt’s eyes and anchor myself to it as he starts again.
And there it is. The stretching, spreading, slightly painful feeling as he begins to penetrate me. Only this time I focus and remain where I am without allowing my body to jump back—without yelping.
“Good girl,” Colt whispers, petting me with his rough, manly hand. “Take my cock, just like that. Give me that cherry. It’s mine, isn’t it? Tell me it’s mine.”
I can barely focus on anything than the sensation between my thighs, but somehow I manage to speak the words, “It’s yours, sir.”
“Sir.” Colt smiles. “I like that.”
He keeps pushing. I feel the inches stretching me, and God, is it intense.
The pulsing that was there before has grown and continues to grow as he fills me and stretches me. I don’t know how I know, but I know that he’s just bigger than most men are. This isn’t how it goes for them. I’m getting something special.
“Do you have any idea how badly I’ve wanted this unbelievably sexy body since I saw you?” Colt continues to plunge his cock into me, and my body continues to hum with excitement. I can’t even answer him. All I can do is reach out and clutch his broad shoulders as I feel something deep inside me give way—some kind of pressure. Colt feels it too.
“Oh, baby, that was it. That was your cherry. It’s mine now.” He grabs my breasts with both hands, kissing both of my nipples in succession. “No other man will ever have you now. No other man was ever going to have you.”
I open my mouth to his kiss, which I know is coming, and accept it as he leans his hard body down upon me. As our tongues meet, he begins thrusting, humping me hard without holding back. There’s a slight bite of pain that comes with the rest of the feelings, but the pleasure shooting up my body is so overwhelming that there’s no way I could possibly tell him to stop or slow down.
All I can do lie on my back, kiss him, and take his cock.
Those big hands move across my body as he pumps me. I submit, and I like submitting to my beast of a man. My sex is pulsing with pleasure, and I like knowing that I’m bringing him pleasure too.
He groans on top of me, causing my tummy to fill with a little bit of warmth. I can hear the sound of just how wet I am as our bodies slap together with each stroke he delivers. His arms are like curled bars of steel wrapped around me, holding me tightly as he pounds me.