Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 49385 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 198(@250wpm)___ 165(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49385 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 198(@250wpm)___ 165(@300wpm)
She wraps her hand around my hardness, and I groan once more as white-hot heat shines behind my eyelids. “Now who needs to be quiet?”
I laugh lightly, kissing along her soft skin. And then our bodies ignite, my cock growing even harder in her hands.
“I need you inside me,” she whispers along the ridge of my ear.
“Your wish is my command,” I say, leaning up so I can gaze into her eyes. And then something happens. It’s like our eyes stay connected and neither of us breathes as our hearts beat in unison.
In this moment I want to tell her I’ll forever work on making every wish of hers come true for the rest of her life, but I can’t say that. It would be a lie.
This is nothing more than tonight. This is nothing more than Melanie and I enjoying the company of each other this one time.
“What?” she whispers when I don’t make any effort to slam inside her. “What are you thinking right now?”
I smooth a hand over her hair. “I wish I could promise you more.”
“I wish you could too,” she whispers, and I kiss her the moment the last word leaves her fuckable lips.
We keep kissing as she guides my dick closer to her entrance. I stop for two seconds to fish a condom out of my wallet, and she watches as I rip the foil and slide the condom over my cock.
I push the tip of my engorged dick inside her.
“Ah,” she whines slightly. “It’s so big.”
I give her a bit to let her acclimate to my size, and once she’s ready, I push in deeper. Breathing hard, I tip my forehead to hers. “You feel so fucking good,” I whisper, her lips curving into a smile as I do.
“So do you.”
And then something takes over. It’s like a beast is unleashed as I keep pushing my cock deeper and deeper inside her, claiming her as mine. Mine for tonight.
I keep moving, shoving my dick further and further as her legs wrap around my back. We’re probably being so noisy, but I no longer care.
All I care about is this feeling. Making it last.
I slide my hand toward her pussy, wanting to play with her clit. I need to make her come. I won’t stop fucking her until I do, and at this rate I need to make her come again quickly. It’s been so fucking long, and I don’t think I’ve ever felt anyone quite like Melanie.
She’s way outta my league, and I’m the luckiest bastard on the planet right now. I want to make sure I deserve her.
I keep toying with her clit as her nails rake down my back. She lands on my ass, squeezing, pushing, and bringing me closer to her. “Come for me, Mel. Come all over me.”
“I’m so close,” she moans out, and I quicken my pace, wanting to fuck her into oblivion.
Our bodies move together, creating a rhythm only we can hear. I keep pushing deeper and deeper, until she’s whispering my name in reverence against my cheek. I kiss her once more, to silence her and to taste her all at the same time.
Our foreheads push together as I keep pumping in and out of her. Over and over. Again and again. I’m fucking her into the mattress, and she hangs on for dear life.
“I’m coming,” she moans out, and I marvel at the feeling of her.
Oh fuck. She’s so tight. “I feel you,” I tell her, my own orgasm creeping closer with each thrust. I keep going, not stopping even to catch my breath as my orgasm looms just out of reach. I can’t get enough of her, and I don't ever want this to end.
“Melanie,” I whisper when I feel like I might crack. Might break down from the intensity happening inside my chest right now.
My orgasm crashes through me, taking away the pain and replacing it with something so much better. I kiss her once more, not wanting this to be over, and suddenly realizing we have all night.
And I'm nowhere near done with her.
We lie together in a mess of tangled limbs and heavy breathing as we try to recover from what can only be described as the best fuck of my life.
I glance over at her, and she’s lying on her back, eyes pointed toward the ceiling. “You okay?”
She rolls to her side to face me, a big smile on her face. “I’m so much better than that.”
I give her a quick kiss as I rush to the bathroom to discard the condom. When I come back, Melanie’s eyes clock my every movement.
“Come here,” she whispers, patting the side of the bed next to her.
“Gladly,” I tell her, sliding in under the cover beside her.
We lean closer, kissing each other. I’m gentle with her as I lay her head onto the pillow, my body hovering over her. “You’re beautiful,” I tell her, but feeling like that word just doesn’t do her justice. “You’re actually more than that…” I don’t know how to finish this sentence. To tell her exactly how I’m feeling in this moment right now. “I’ve never been great with words. I’m more of a protector. A fighter. But what I feel right now toward you is nothing I’ve ever felt before in my life.”