Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28998 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28998 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 145(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
There’s not even a hint of reticence in her eyes as she looks up at me, then with the grace of a ballerina, cross her arms, and lifts her tank top up and off, setting it aside on the bed.
“Goddamn, you’re gorgeous. You know that?” I reach into my pants and pull out my cock, which is rock hard and aching to be inside her. Using my middle finger, I trace the perfect, teardrop lines of her breasts, causing her to gasp a tiny little gasp. I slip out of my shirt and toss it on top of hers.
She can’t hide her eyes going over my body, inspecting my muscles, my scars, my tattoos. Marks of a hard life that will be with me forever. But when I’m with Mira, it feels like I’m carrying a lot less baggage. She heals me. Completes me.
“Now take off those shorts,” I tell her. “Let me see your full beauty.”
She looks down as her cheeks go even redder, causing my balls to go tight. My hard-on is absolutely throbbing as I watch her lift her hips from the bed and gently wriggle them as she slides her shorts down past her knees, then her ankles, and finally kicks them aside, leaving her lying there completely bare beneath me.
I stare down at her gorgeous little slit, hypnotized by her eroticism. I stand and kick my pants off, my cock swollen and ready to pound her into a state of pure bliss. I can’t believe how lucky I am—to be the first and only man to have this sweet, innocent angel. The little gleam of wetness indicating her arousal is the end for me. I can’t take it any longer.
“Look at that pretty little pussy,” I growl, climbing back onto the bed and spreading her legs with my knees. “You look so goddamn hot, princess. Just ready to be taken by me. And only me, right?”
Mira nods quickly. She’s clearly still nervous, but that’s to be expected. Christ, what is a bad boy biker like me doing with this high-class princess? If her parents had any idea what was going on in their house, they’d both have heart attacks.
But here she is, laid out naked before me, her eyes filled with desire, just begging for me to make a woman out of her. I’m practically drooling as I drag my eyes up and down her impeccable, feminine curves.
I want to lap at her juicy little pussy for hours and hear her moan my name as I make her come a hundred times, but I just can’t hold out any longer. I need to claim her. My cock is dripping with pre-cum and screaming for her soaked, virgin walls.
No more waiting. No more holding out.
It’s time.
I lean down over her, drag my lips gently across hers in a gentle kiss, and keeping my eyes fixed on the dilated pupils of her gorgeous hazel eyes, I press the tip of my cock into the entrance of her virgin hole.
She gasps and snatches my shoulders with both hands. “Oh, wow.”
“Are you okay?” I ask. “You ready? You want this, right?”
“Yes.” She nods, her eyes gleaming. “I want you.”
I lean in and kiss her, pressing my tongue hungrily against hers as I run my hands up her body and grasp her breasts. Her nipples go hard between my thumb and forefinger, and I pump my hips forward, driving my hard cock into the soft valley of her tiny virgin pussy.
The tightness is overwhelming. She’s so soft and so wet. It’s like a flood of perfection, and I feel instantly like I’m drowning in rapture. That’s it. I’m claiming her.
I push in deeper, feeling her cherry break beneath my crown.
You’re mine now.
I try to hold back—take things slowly—but it’s impossible. I have to fuck her hard and fast. I’ve simply been holding out for too damn long. And if she’s sore, then she’s sore. At least she’ll know who’s to blame for it. And it won’t be some pompous, cheating bastard.
Her hips rise up as she moves her body in rhythm with mine. Her tiny arms draped around my torso feel so delicate. My balls are tight, filled with a monumental release that I’m fighting against with every single thrust I drive into her.
“Christ, are you on birth control?” I stammer, watching her tits shake with every thrust.
Her eyes narrow with desire, and she slowly shakes her head. Even her lips are gleaming with wet. Her whole body is hot. My balls are soaked with the juices dripping out of her pussy. I snatch her thighs with both hands and spread her open, staring down at the pink lips of her valley. Christ, I can’t wait to get my mouth back down there. To suck her little clit while she moans my name.