Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45031 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
I felt like my whole world tilted. Just like before, nothing I’d ever experienced could compare to the feel of her lips sliding against mine. Dani’s whimpers were the sweetest music. Her skin like the finest silk beneath my touch.
Her thighs tightened fractionally around my hips, and she wiggled against me. My cock was a steel pole mashed against her sex. I grunted when she slid up my length, my hands sliding to her ass to make her move like that again. And, God, the woman could move!
The more I kissed and stroked her, the more Danica fell under my spell, the more her lithe little body seemed determined to drive me out of my mind. Already I was near coming in my jeans. That hadn’t happened in my entire life! I wasn’t certain I’d ever wanted a woman more than I wanted Danica James at that moment. Through it all, there was only one thought running through my head.
“Mine…” I growled out the possessive, meaning it with everything in me. I pulled her to me even tighter, needing to crawl inside her skin. I needed inside her with my entire being. Needed to feel her silken pussy wrapping around me, milking me as she came. I needed my seed inside her, taking root so that she’d be mine forever.
“Ride me, Danica. Grind against my cock. Make yourself come.”
“Wylde! Oh God!”
“That’s it! Yes! Do it!”
Danica threw back her head and screamed, her hips snapping as she rode out her pleasure. My cock ached like a motherfucker, but I absolutely would not come in my pants.
I lifted her to the handlebars of my bike and snagged the button and zip of her jeans, jerking them off her hips along with her panties. Surprisingly, she wiggled out of them, helping me as much as she could, balanced as she was. Thank God, her jeans legs were wide enough to slip over her feet because I didn’t think I could wait long enough to pull her sneakers off.
There she was, her legs spread, bare pussy glistening in the setting sun peeking into the garage. Not tasting her was simply not an option. Looping an arm around her thighs to hold her, I dove for her, fastening my mouth over her pussy and devouring her. Like a starving man at a banquet, I ate Danica’s sweet little cunt until she was screaming and wriggling beneath my mouth. Her clit was a swollen, protruding nub under my tongue, throbbing with each stroke as I took her higher and higher.
Had my cock ever been harder? Had the need to be inside a woman ever been greater? I thrust my fingers inside her wet heat, finding that spot inside her that set her off again.
The second Danica screamed, I unfastened my jeans, freeing my cock. The relief was immense, finally released from the confining fabric. I grunted even as I tried to keep from coming.
“Get on me, woman. Get on my cock!”
“I can’t…” She shook her head even as she reached for me. Her hand circled my shaft and she pumped it up and down. Her legs were still spread, my fingers inside her. Danica took in a shuddering breath, one tear streaking from the corner of her eye. “Wylde!”
“Your move, baby. Take me or not.”
With a cry, Danica scooted back across my lap, her pussy kissing the head of my dick. Then, with a shuddering breath, she sank down on me. Tears overflowed her lovely eyes as she threw her head back and moved to take me deeper until she was flush against me, her clit hitting my lower abdomen as she situated herself.
God! The feel of her tight and hot around me! My cock throbbed and ached, likely spilling precum inside her.
“Hot little thing, ain’t you.” My voice was a husky growl. I pulled her closer, finding my mouth with hers as I urged her to move on me. It wouldn’t take much. I was so fucking close to coming! “Fuckin’ hot little thing!”
“Wylde! Oh, God!”
Danica came with a startled scream. She raised her head to meet my gaze, shock and tears making her eyes glisten. I held her gaze as I let myself go. Hot seed exploded from my cock into her greedy pussy. The more I came, the more she milked me, wanting all I had to give her.
I pulled her to me once again to kiss her. Tenderly this time. Praising her for the gift she’d given me. And I recognized it for the gift it was. This wasn’t a woman to fuck just anyone. In fact, hadn’t she told me much the same thing just a couple of hours ago?
That memory brought me crash landing back to earth. Danica hadn’t wanted casual sex. And I wasn’t offering anything more.
Carefully, I extracted myself from her. That was when I noticed the streak of blood on my cock. And her thighs.