Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
He was moving his palm faster over himself.
“Keep touching yourself,” he grunted.
And I did. My fingers were slick from my pussy, and the digits glided over my lips and clit with ease.
Gavin kept watching what I did, his focus transfixed right between my thighs.
I moved my fingers, started rubbing the bundle of nerves faster. I clenched my other hand on the sheets beside me, my back arched, my lips parted, and my breasts thrust forward in wanton need. A gasp left me as the pleasure slammed into me.
I felt eroticism lick over my skin.
“I can’t wait.” He was on me a second later, pushing my hand away, looking down at my pussy. As much as I enjoyed the foreplay, I desperately wanted to feel him in me again.
He pressed his massive chest against me, the weight feeling incredible. He cupped the side of my face, not gently and not like we were about to make love. He touched me like he owned me, like he’d possess every single inch of my body and then some.
Gavin moved his hand down my breasts, along my belly, and placed it right between my legs over my pussy. “No other man will know how wet and hot you are here.” He added a bit of pressure, and my back arched on its own, my mouth opening on a silent groan. His voice was low, dark. He started slowly grinding his dick against me.
He leaned down and started sucking at the base of my throat. God, I could have an orgasm from that alone. He pulled back but only so he could kiss me. I couldn’t stop the small noise that left the back of my throat. Gavin made a distorted sound, this animalistic noise that told me he’d go over the edge right along with me.
I wanted raw, rough, and uninhibited.
He was thorough with his tongue and lips, and I was ready to beg him to fuck me, to end my need already.
“You feel what you do to me?” he asked and thrust his dick against me harder.
“God, yes,” I moaned. “But I want you inside me.”
“Fuck, that’s what I want to hear.” The hot, hard length of him pressed right on my pussy, and he started thrusting against me, causing friction, having me squirming for more. His cock pressed right to my slit, my pussy lips framing his length. God, he was huge.
Gavin started moving his hips back and forth, rubbing himself against me, dry humping me.
His cockhead moved over my clit every time he pressed his dick upward, and these barely audible sounds left me. I wasn’t in control right now. But then again, I didn’t want to be. And for long seconds, all Gavin did was move back and forth against me, driving our passion higher. I had my hands on his biceps, dug my nails into his flesh, and heard him hiss. But as I was about to remove my fingers from his skin, he grunted.
“No, I like it.” He thrust against me hard, pressing on the bundle of nerves over and over again. “I want to fuck you so hard, want to stretch this little pussy of yours.”
He groaned deeply, the noise more pained than anything I’d ever heard before. Everything inside me stilled, became tense and ready.
He had his mouth by my ear and said, “Relax for me. I’m about to end this torment for the both of us.”
He didn’t move for a second, but I felt how wide the head of his dick was pressed against my opening. I was so wet, so worked up I knew he’d slide right into me without any resistance. And in one deep, hard thrust, he shoved all those huge inches into me. My back arched involuntary from the sudden motion, from the powerful penetration. My breasts were thrust out, my nipples rock-hard. I wasn’t a virgin, but I’d only had sex once, with Gavin all those years ago, so his penetration was sudden, jarring, and there was discomfort.
He groaned above me, closed his eyes, beads of sweat on his forehead. He was tense, his muscles strained, his tendons on display. I knew he was trying to control himself. His balls were pressed right up against my ass. They were a big, heavy weight.
“Ready?”
I nodded.
But then he started pulling out and gently pushing back in. The pain mixed with the pleasure. He had his eyes partially open, his focus on me. His massive chest rose and fell as he breathed in and out, brushing against mine, letting reality settle in further.
“So tight, just as I remembered.” He pushed in deep, so deep I was rocked up on the bed an inch. He pulled out, bringing the tip of himself right to my entrance. He plunged back in, taking my sanity. “Bailey, I want you to see what I’m doing,” he said as he leaned back and stared at where he was plunged in deep. “Watch as I take you, as I claim this pussy as mine.” He slammed into me again and again, and the breath was stolen from me.