Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28026 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28026 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
A small wince of pain crosses my features because the mountain man is being gentle, but it doesn’t completely make up for the fact that he’s just huge. My vag feels strained and every part of me feels taken as he sinks further and further into my innocent sweetness.
“Ohhhh,” I moan again, squirming a bit at his penetration. “It hurts!”
“I know, baby,” he soothes, kissing me again as his big body tightens and hardens above me, shaking a bit with the strain of going slow. “You’re doing great,” he croons again. “So fucking sweet and sexy. Are you ready for it?” Then, without waiting for my reply, his hips punch forward, breaking my internal barrier, and suddenly, I’m filled to the brim with that massive shaft. My pussy is crammed completely full with hard, hungry dick, and I scream before Christian muffles it with his kiss.
“So young,” he breathes in a worshipful tone. “So innocent and sexy. But I know you have a hungry cunt, sweetheart, and you need Daddy’s hard, filthy fucks to relieve the tension. Isn’t that right? What girl would shave her pretty pussy otherwise? Because she wants to please her Daddy.”
What the hell? I’m obviously shaved and hairless, but has the alpha male been spying on me? I stare up at him, eyes wide, and he grins down at me, a smirk on those handsome features.
“Fuck yeah, I saw you in the shower,” he intones while beginning to move his hips. “You’re a naughty, naughty girl, you know that? Lifting your leg up to shave that tender puss. You were getting yourself ready for Daddy, weren’t you? Just like a good little girl.”
I know I should be offended by his spying but the fact is that I feel aroused. I want this man to watch me when I’m nude, slick, and wet. I want him to see the pinkness of my pussy, and then stare hard as I show him my back pucker. I want him to turn me around and claim my curves as his, ejaculating deep inside my fertile womb. So I merely squeeze my internal muscles around his hardness before snaking my arms around that bronzed neck.
“Yes, I was shaving for you, Daddy,” I whisper throatily. “Come join me in the shower the next time if you want. I promise I’ll make you happy.”
Christian goes stock still for a moment at my dirty invitation, but then he lets out a possessive rumble before seizing my mouth with his own. His hips begin to churn, taking my innocence in a frenzy, as he fucks me hard and solid.
“Fuck,” he grunts. “I had no idea you were such a slut, Emily. Oh fuck fuck fuck.”
“I’m a slut for you, Daddy,” I reply without thinking, my voice becoming a high whine as he pounds into my swollen folds. “Mmmm, yes, it feels so good! You’re stretching me out so hard, Daddy, ohhh!”
“Unnnh,” he groans in return. “Oh shit, baby, you feel amazing. You’re so tight and young, and oh shit, Emily! Shit shit shit FUCK!”
His cock jerks inside my wet pussy, and hot fluids spill into my insides, the evidence of his pleasure. That big body goes tense above me, his abs straining as he empties himself, virile lashes of man milk pulsing into my interior.
“FUCK!” the mountain man roars, staking his claim. “Shit!”
Meanwhile, I’ve also soared over the edge. My pussy clenches as I wail, before dissolving into a series of pleasurable spasms.
“Oh oh oh!” I scream, clutching those broad shoulders tight. “Mmm!”
We explode like fireworks, my body overcome with the most intense pleasure I’ve ever felt. I soar and scream again, unable to control my reactions as ripples pulse through my tiny twat, milking his hard shaft as he spurts and roars.
“Yes, just like that,” he rasps, still pumping like a madman. “Get every drop, baby. Fill your pussy with my come.”
I shriek again, overtaken with utter desire for this man. Christian Degas is filthy, nasty, and oh-so-dirty, but he’s also sexy beyond belief with that huge body and massive fuckrod that takes no prisoners. He continues to ejaculate inside, spraying my fertile fields with lash after lash of virile seed when suddenly, realization strikes.
“Pull out!” I scream, my eyes opening wide. “Oh my god, Daddy, pull out, pull out! I’m not on anything! You have to pull out!”
Somehow, during the ecstasy of our first time together, I forgot to mention that I’m not on birth control. But it’s too late because Christian’s already dropped a massive load of churning come, and he doesn’t bother to heed my words. If anything, he buries his face in the crook of my neck and finishes spurting, letting the last drops of ejaculate dribble off into my clenching twat.
Finally, we still, panting and sweaty, and he lifts his head to look into my panicked gaze.