Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 67644 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67644 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Grasping her again, I drove in deep, bottoming out as my balls slapped against her pussy. Keeping a firm hold on one hip, I buried the other in her hair and lightly tugged. Our eyes met in the mirror, and I tightened my fist. “Eyes on me. Always.”
She nodded and when I didn’t let up the tension of my hold on her hair, the small sting made her moan and the walls of her pussy clamped down on my dick.
My eyes practically rolled to the back of my head. “Fucking hell,” I grunted. “You’re hot for it, aren’t you, baby? Does my naughty girl like to be reminded who owns her while I fuck her hard?” Belle mewled and wiggled her ass, her womb desperately trying to drag my orgasm from me. But, I wasn’t ready to let go yet.
With a deep breath, I tried to rein myself in. I locked our gazes once again, then I slowly withdrew to the tip.
Slamming back in, I brought a hand down on her ass, the crack ringing in the echoey acoustics of the marble surrounding us.
“Oh, my!” Belle breathed. Her pussy contracted hard, damn near blinding me with pleasure.
I repeated the process with the other cheek. “Yessss,” she hissed.
Her eyes closed, and I tugged on her hair again. “Eyes,” I snapped.
I spanked her on a thrust four more times, until her white cheeks were a pretty pink. “So fucking gorgeous. You should see your sweet little ass, baby.” Then I broke. I held her round hips with both hands and drove in wildly; fucking her, rutting in her like an animal.
It wasn’t long before her whole body was flushed, and she was teetering on the edge. I let go suddenly and pulled out, ignoring her cry of protest and flipped her around. I lifted her onto the sink and dropped to my knees. “I need the taste of your pussy on my tongue when I come inside you.” Pushing her legs wide, I buried my face in her pussy and licked and sucked every drop of her juices. With one nibble on her clit, she flew apart, screaming my name. I drank up the rush of her pleasure as it gushed into my mouth.
I quickly worked her up to another peak, forcing her over. Then, when she was still under the crashing waves of her orgasm, I surged to my feet and slammed back inside her. “Oh, fuck yeah,” I groaned. “You are so fucking tight like this, baby.” Her pussy spasmed, and it sent me spiraling into an orgasm so intense I thought I might pass the fuck out. I pushed as deep as possible and shot my load into her waiting womb. “That’s it, milk my come right out of me, baby.”
I leaned forward and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at me. “I’m going to put my baby in your sexy little belly, Belle.”
Her brown eyes flared with something bright, then she smiled shyly and nodded.
“Good girl,” I praised. “Now, come one more time for me. I’ve got more come to fill up your unprotected pussy.”
My words and a few more deep thrusts triggered another screaming orgasm. I followed right behind, shouting with my release.
Belle clenched me tight as I spurted my seed inside her. “You’re doing so good, baby,” I purred as I gave her some shallow thrusts. I didn’t pull out too far, wanting to make sure that she kept every drop. “Just a little more.”
Finally, I seemed to be empty as I softened inside her. Bending over her body, I kissed her tenderly. “How am I going to survive without you?” I sighed. “Even for a little while.”
Tears welled in her eyes, and I kissed away each one as they leaked from the corners. I gathered her close and kept us connected as I carried her to the bed.
I let her go only long enough to strip us both, then I worshipped her body for hours, making love to her and soaking in every moment of being together. Eventually, she fell into an exhausted sleep, but I couldn’t close my eyes; I didn’t want to miss a second of my limited time with her.
The sun came up too fucking soon, and I held her until I had no choice but to get up or I’d miss yet another flight. She was sleeping like the dead, so I showered and packed as quietly as possible. Once I was ready, I called down to the front desk for a car to the airport.
I sat on the bed and brushed her hair away from her face. She had tiny purple shadows under her eyes, and I felt a little remorse at keeping her up for two nights in a row. I couldn’t find it in me to regret it, though. After whispering her name a few times, and running my fingers through her hair, I decided it would be better to let her rest.