Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33230 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33230 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
“Yes, God, yes.” She scoots down. We pull off my underwear. I have hers halfway off her hips when she gasps.
I stop immediately. “What? What’s wrong?”
“Your-your…” She points to my cock, standing up straight and ready. It throbs and jerks at her attention.
“Yeah?” I reach down and grasp it, pinching the base to stave off the orgasm that wants to shoot through me and paint her tits white with my cum.
“It’s not going to fit.” She starts to swing off the bed. “No way.”
“Babe,” I plead, catching her and pulling her back into place where she’s straddling me and her juicy pussy is wetting my abs. “It’ll fit. I promise.”
“How? You have some special trig formula that you haven’t taught me?” She sounds incredulous. “I don’t even wear the big tampons. I’m small.”
A groan escapes me. “Don’t I know it.”
She narrows her eyes. “Have you done this before?”
“No.”
“Then how do you know it’s going to work?”
“Because it’s worked for a million people before us. You and I are proof that no one has died as a result of sex.” I cup her sex and finger her gently. “You like this, right?”
She catches her lower lip between two teeth and nods. I gently push another finger inside and fuck her slowly. “How’s that?”
She takes a shaky breath. “Nice.”
Nice is not how I’d describe the hot suction against my hand. It’s more like...fuck, I don’t know. There aren’t words to describe it. “It’s gonna feel even better when my dick is here instead of my fingers. I’m gonna fill this pussy up and it’s going to be good. Real good.”
Her breaths are coming in short pants now.
“Scoot your sweet ass a little lower and slide that pussy of yours on my dick.”
She places her hands on my chest and pushes herself down until her slick cunt hovers over the aching head of my steel hard cock. I bite my tongue and hold my breath as she eases onto my shaft. With one hand gripped hard around the base of my cock and the other on her hip, I watch as she takes me into her body.
A sharp hiss snakes through her teeth as the tip penetrates that tight warmth.
“You okay?” I ask.
She nods and smiles, the corners of her lips a bit trembly.
“Does it hurt?”
“A little? It’s not so much pain as I’m”—she sinks down an inch more--”stretched.”
I choke. “That’s one way to put it.”
“Does it hurt for you?”
What a fucking sweetheart. “No, babe. It’s all good. It’s all so good.”
“You’re shaking though.” She strokes a hand down my biceps.
I hadn’t even realized. “It’s because this is better than I ever imagined it to be.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” I pull her down so I can kiss her because there aren’t words in my vocabulary to express my intense desire, the way just looking at her makes me full. I show her with my tongue and lips and mouth and teeth that she’s everything to me—that if I only had one meal left to eat, I’d want it to be her, that if I only had one hour left in my life, I’d need it to be with her. I kiss her with everything I have in me and she slides home.
I start to move, slow at first, but she matches my rhythm, swiveling her hips and bearing down. My balls draw up tight and even the soles of my feet feel sensitive to the tight air in the room.
She fucks me and I fuck her until I’m not just shaking but sweat beads on my chest and my breath can only come in heavy gasps. I shaft her hard and fast.
“Come for me, babe,” I beg. My orgasm is knocking like a fist on a fragile glass door. Any minute, my cum is going to rocket out of my cock and fill her narrow pussy.
“I am. I am,” she cries and I feel it—her juice coats my dick. I let go, shooting my massive load inside of her hot cunt. The release goes on, like an endless wave. Her cries mix with my shouts and her juice and my cum until we’re one being, fused by our love.
Chapter 16
Melody
I lay on top of Brad knowing my mind should be a million other places right now with the information he found. I would say it’s almost like winning the lottery. If someone asked me, ‘What’s the first thing you’re going to do?’ I would say, make love to Brad, because that’s what I’ve been wanting to do since the moment he kissed me outside of my house.
“You okay?” His fingers trail up and down my back, comforting me. Okay is not the word that I would use to describe how I’m feeling right now. Between all of the information we discovered and making love to one another, it’s the first time in a long time that I don’t feel weighed down. I can finally see a way out from under my father’s grasp. With that knowledge and all of the pleasure that Brad gave me, I’m on overload. It's nice to feel wanted, something I haven’t felt since my grandparents passed away. Sure, my mom loves me in her own way but she’s limited in what she can give me emotionally. My mind races with so many thoughts as Brad continues to soothe me.