Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 46943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 235(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 235(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
There, that didn’t give anything away, and yet the answer was genuine, imbued with real emotion, my passion for the business. And the little girl could hear it because she squeezed my hand, shooting me a shy smile.
“Of course, you have to do something you believe in, no one can be happy if they’re grinding away at a meaningless job. It’s human nature,” she said with another smile.
And I just gripped her hand tighter, rising up on an elbow to stare into those beautiful brown eyes, warm pools of molten chocolate. I traced a finger along her jaw, dropping down to the elegant curve of her neck, marveling at the smoothness of her skin, the pure ivory laid out before me.
“You’re amazing, you know that?” I growled against her neck, lightly running my tongue along that sweet spot under her ear. “You are positively, absolutely, certifiably amazing.”
And she giggled a little, her small hands reaching up to stroke along my broad chest, my abs going tight at the soft caress.
“You are too,” she murmured, gazing into my eyes and the rush of emotion that swelled up into my throat took me by surprise, made my jaw clench, my eyes light with a fire within. Because Laurie’s genuineness, her sweet nature overwhelmed me and I was completely lost, a slave to this girl.
I didn’t hesitate then, I couldn’t.
“I have to have you baby girl,” I ground out into her ear, my hands ravenous now, stroking all over that curvy body, touching her breasts, jiggling them, twisting her nips in circles. “I have to taste.”
And she threw her head back and sighed.
“Of course Tucker, I’m yours,” she moaned breathily, her back arching, boobs rising into the air, the pink crests oh-so-delectable, my mouth watered and my cock punched out at the sight.
But I wanted more than just sex, or more accurately, more than just pussy sex.
“I want your ass,” I murmured into her mouth, my hands persuasive, my dick already grinding in hot circles against her hip. “Will you let me? Will you let me take your ass cherry baby girl?”
And Laurie’s eyes flew open at that.
“Wh-what?” she gasped. “Tucker … I’m not sure, I mean you just took my pussy one yesterday.”
And I nodded against her body, worshiping, a priest at the altar of the goddess, but oh fuck, I needed that ass.
“I know baby girl,” I murmured. “But I need it. I can’t explain it but I’m going to fuckin’ die if you don’t give it to me, I’m going to fuckin’ take it and it’s just a question of now … or later.”
She colored then.
“Is later really an option?” she murmured, bringing my face to hers and looking deep into my eyes, pools of caramel I could drown in.
I shook my head.
“No,” I ground out. “I just said that to make you feel better.”
And she giggled then, throwing her head back as peals of laughter rang out in my bedroom. Fuck, Laurie was so beautiful, her body caked with bits of sperm here and there, nude, glistening, and ready for me. Suddenly the idea of moving in together wasn’t just a possibility, I was going to make it happen for sure.
So I bit her tit then, lightly taking a nipple between my teeth and applying pressure, making her squirm and squeal above me, the little bullet growing harder under my ministrations.
“I’ll make it good for you,” I promised. “It’ll be tight but good,” I amended, “I promise.”
She was still a little nervous but my touch on her body was distracting, lost to the sensations coursing through her breasts, her cunt. I swiped a finger between her legs for emphasis, and it came up wet, my digit glistening moistly. Fuck yeah, this was my girl for sure.
So I went for it. I knelt between her legs, pushing her knees up, staring down at the beautiful body, her tits on display, a carpet of glorious brown curls spread beneath her. She was like a princess on display, and I was the madman here to ravage her, slavering like a mad dog. Fuck me, I wasn’t good enough for her.
But the brunette laughed deep in her chest, reading my mind, her eyes knowing and purred deeply in her throat.
“Fuck me, Tucker,” she murmured, our eye contact electric, “Put it in my ass.”
And all thoughts of princesses and fairy tales went flying out of my mind. This was my slut and that was why I loved her, that fucking dirty mind, the eagerness to explore, breach every hole. So I leaned forward, kissing her twat, before lifting my head.
“Baby,” I ground out. “Spread your legs in a vee, spread those thick thighs, I need you wide.”
And slowly, oh so slowly, she lifted her toes until they were pointed at different corners of the room, her legs shapely and strong, the white, creamy skin beckoning to me.