Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
“I want…want to give you what you need,” she says stubbornly. “I don’t want to be selfish. I still can’t let you put it in me, but if you want to feel my bare pussy against your cock…”
“I do, baby,” I growl softly. “I’m hungry for you—but I don’t want to take more than you want to give.”
“I want to do this. I want to feel you against me—and let you feel me.” She raises up a little and allows me to tug open the bow. As I thought, the two silk panels part and her pussy is bare for me—and hot and ready too.
“God, baby—look how wet you are.” I cup her soft little mound in my hand and slip one finger inside to caress the tight little bud of her clit.
“I can’t help it!” Sunny moans and rubs shamelessly against my fingers as I explore her. I still can’t tell if she’s making slick. I lift my fingers to my mouth and suck them clean as Sunny watches with wide eyes. Maybe a little sweeter than last night, it’s hard to be sure.
Of course, the only way to know for sure if she’s making slick is to slide my cock inside her. Without slick, there’s no way I’d fit in her tight little pussy. With it, we’d have a tight fit but I’d still be able to slide right in.
But I can’t do that now—I promised not to put myself inside her. However, that doesn’t mean we can’t still have some fun.
“Do you want to ride my cock?” I ask her. “Do you want to part your soft little pussy lips and rub against me, baby? Do you want to help me?”
“God, yes! I want to help you!” she moans. “You were in prison for so long, Kane—I want to help you get over it. I want to give you what you need.”
“Good girl—I need you.” I take her firmly by the hips and settle her back down on my aching cock. Her outer pussy lips open to spread around me and I can feel her heat and wetness surrounding my shaft.
“Oh, Kane!” she moans and bucks her hips to slide against me.
“That’s right—good girl,” I growl, gripping her hips harder and thrusting against her. “Good girl to spread your pussy for me and ride my cock. Such a good girl to let me feel your hot little cunt against my shaft.”
She moans and her eyelashes flutter with pleasure. Her bare breasts bounce as she rocks against me, the pink nipples begging for my attention.
I suck the right one again as I tug the left one with my fingers. And all the while we’re rubbing against each other, building a delicious friction that’s pushing us both to the edge…
22
SUNNY
I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe I’m riding Kane’s cock. Well, not really riding it—just rubbing against it. But still, it’s naughty, right? I mean, I really shouldn’t do it…
But I’m helping him get over his pain and loneliness. And besides, it’s not like we’re actually fucking. I wouldn’t do that—wouldn’t let him slide that thick monster of a cock deep in my pussy and spurt inside me. Right?
I tell myself that as I hold onto his shoulders and grind against him. The feeling of his thick, hot shaft rubbing against my tender clit is sending me right to the edge! Though I couldn’t get any satisfaction in the shower earlier, now I feel like I’m already about to come.
I wonder if Kane is close too. The broad head of his cock is leaking clear precum freely. I can feel it when I slide all the way down his cock and the tip rubs against my open pussy. Once or twice, I pause and feel the head pressing lightly against the mouth of my pussy. I know if I tilted my hips and just changed the angle a little bit, he’d be sliding into me instead of against me. So I’m really careful not to do that because there have to be limits—lines we don’t cross. But still, it feels nice to linger there for a split second and feel the broad crown just barely breech my entrance…
“Careful, baby,” Kane growls in my ear. “You don’t want me slipping inside you, right?”
“No…no, of course not,” I pant as I keep riding him. “Oh Kane, I think…think I might come, soon!”
“I’m close too,” he admits in a low, strained voice. “You better stop riding me now—you might get some of my cum in your pussy when I shoot if you’re not careful.”
But I don’t want to stop riding him.
“That’s all right,” I pant, still rubbing against him. My little clit is aching from the intimate friction and I’m close…so close.
He raises his eyebrows.
“You’re not worried I might get my cum in you? Are you on birth control, baby?”