Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25884 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25884 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
He looks so peaceful, which is such a stark contrast to the wild, relentless man he was last night.
A shiver runs through me as flashes of last night play on repeat in my head—his hands gripping my hips, his beard dragging along my inner thighs, the way his voice sounded so full of lust and need as he spread my legs open and… Focus, Cara. Brush your teeth first, girl.
It was a perfect night. I’ll never forget it.
The weather today looks beautiful with the sun streaming in through the window, lighting up Graham’s tanned, sculpted back. He looks like a Greek god who accidentally wandered into my very mortal life. Somehow, I managed to get him into my bed. What did I do to ever deserve this stroke of luck?
He groans again, shifting slightly. My eyes widen as the thin sheet slips even lower. What is he dreaming about? Is it me? Do I have clothes on in that beautiful head of his? I wish I could peer into his mind and see.
I suck in a breath as he turns onto his back and his towering rock hard cock comes into view.
“Wow,” I whisper as I stare at it in awe. It looks even bigger in the sunlight. I still can’t believe that thing was inside me.
While I marvel at it, the heat between my legs intensifies. My body craves it. I want it back inside me. My pussy aches with need with every second I stare. I’m not wearing any pajamas and knowing we’re both naked in my bed is getting me going even more.
When I can’t take it anymore, I slide the back of my fingers up his big hard bicep. Those dark, sleepy eyes crack open and his gaze lands on me. A slow, satisfied grin spreads across his face. “Good morning,” he rumbles, his voice deliciously rough.
“Good morning,” I manage to say, trying to play it cool even though my pulse is doing laps. “Sleep well?”
He nods as he stretches out and then reaches for me. “I missed you,” he says as he pulls me closer. I slide on top of him, straddling his big body.
We both moan as I lower my wet pussy onto his hard cock and start grinding on him.
“I like waking up here,” he says, grinning as my breasts drag up and down his chest. My nipples are rock hard and tingling like mad.
“You haven’t even experienced the best part,” I say as I reach down and grab his big dick.
“Pancakes?” he asks with a sleepy grin.
“Not pancakes,” I say as I guide him to my entrance and slide him in. We both moan in bliss as I sink down onto his firm cock. “Better.”
“This is better,” he says as his strong hands slide down to my hips. He starts thrusting in and out slowly, but then his grip tightens on my flesh and he starts fucking me harder.
I moan and cry out as I feel his huge cock stretching me out and filling me up.
I want to try being in control, so I grab his hands off my hips and push them over his head. My breasts dangle in front of his mouth and he licks and kisses my nipples as I start to ride him.
It feels so damn good. I grind my pussy down on him and rub my clit on the hard base of his cock, sending thrills shooting up my spine.
We don’t last as long as we did last night. I squeeze his hands as my pussy cums all over his thick perfect dick.
My pussy is squeezing and pulsing around his cock as wave after wave of heat slams into me, shaking me to my core. I cry out as my toes curl and my body fills with warm sensual bliss.
“Oh yeah,” he groans as I grind down on him, whimpering and gasping from the intense sensations. “I love feeling your pretty little cunt cumming on me.”
Graham seems to be holding himself back while he watches me cum. He seems to be enjoying the show.
When my whimpers turn to deep sensual moans, he knows the highlight of the show is over and lets himself go.
He thrusts in as deep as possible and releases, grunting and cursing as he fills my pussy with his hot load.
I take it all, grinding and rolling my hips as I watch this gorgeous man in awe.
His warm comforting arms wrap around me as I collapse onto him, feeling like the day can’t get any better than this.
After a while, we slink down to the kitchen and I make some coffee as he looks through my fridge to see what he can make for breakfast.
He pulls out the eggs, some fruits and vegetables, and then looks in my pantry. He’s shirtless with nothing on but a pair of jeans. He looks so at ease and comfortable in my kitchen, going through my pantry like he belongs here. Every time I glance at him, I have to fight the urge to pinch myself. I must be dreaming.