Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 34876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 174(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 174(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
Something inside me requires that she give herself willingly to me. I need to know she needs me as much as I need her.
She nods, slowly but deliberately.
"You ready?" I raise my eyebrows, setting my hands on her knees, slowly guiding them apart, peeling back her pink folds until she is splayed and offering herself in front of me. She needs to come willingly, because I want to do things to her that most men would never reveal. I should feel guilty, but I don't.
"Yes." She nods, her mouth open, and her hands stretching high.
I rain down on her with kisses, and my tongue jams into her virgin cunt, testing her tightness. My mind flashes red when I feel her resistance. Her opening is virgin tight, and the thoughts of breaching her are almost more than I can stand.
I lick and soak her. I want her relaxed and gasping for me when it's time. I spread her lips with my fingers. Want to see and know every part of her. The deeper pink of her inner lips. Her opening, soft under my tongue, slick and almost sucking me inside.
"Oh, God—" Her hips work forward, taking what she wants.
"That's it, sweet girl. Fuck my face. I want you to take what's yours, don't ever deny yourself. You cum for me. I want you to drench me. I'm thirsty for you."
I dip a finger just inside her, my lips rounding her clit, my tongue spinning over and around. I toy with the little nub, drawing it out from behind the curtain until it's full and swollen between my lips.
Her cream flows over my hand, and I'm slurping, licking, swallowing the flavor that's going to be seared into my mind for the rest of my life. She wiggles her hips under my face, toes curling. I wrap my arm around the top of her thigh and pull up on her mons, two fingers opening the skin around her clit. I want it all.
I lock my mouth over her, sucking hard, my tongue flicking and pressing down. I want all of her in my mouth. I've found my home and I never want to leave.
Her body tightens under me, her hips riding my face, and it's the most beautiful thing I've ever felt. Giving this to her. Knowing she wants it, just like I do. Knowing I'm the only mouth that will ever be here. Ever.
I hum into her as her back bows. Her voice cracks. My name on her lips as her orgasm hits. She gushes into my mouth, her cum spreading over my tongue, her hips bucking. I hold her tight, biting down on her clit until her thighs lock on my cheeks, and her hands fly down to tear at the sides of my head.
It's all I can take. I suck her juice until her orgasm softens, then I climb between her legs and rub my cock head in her flow.
Her heat and the silky liquid coat me. My mind starts to spin. I want her in a way that hurts inside every part of my being. If I died right now, I still couldn't stop fucking her. It's more than destiny. It's like being born again. Once you're there, you don't remember what came before. None of it matters.
"You like that? You like those special kisses?" My cock is about to commit suicide. If he doesn't get that snatch around him, he'll burst. It's all I can do to hold back, but it's going to hurt her and I hate that.
I give myself a few strokes, spreading her slick arousal up and down my shaft. I'm so hard, the skin won't even move. I'm as thick and full as my body can take, and I wonder how her tiny opening will survive.
She's watching me. "How do you know how to do all that? You've never done it before, but it sure feels like you're some sort of professional."
"I've imagined it enough. And this thing called the internet can teach you a lot. You're just the girl I've been waiting for. Now, you want this, don't you? You need to tell me, Pink. I need to hear you."
I slip the tip of my cock to her opening, holding myself there while my insides shake with need. I know this is crazy. I know we should have a conversation about protection or some shit. But that's not us. I've never been as sure of anything in my life as I am about May. And the sooner her belly is full of what I'm going to give her, the better for us both.
"I want." Her chest rises and falls with her breaths, and her hips jut upward, trying to take me in. But I pull back, strumming back and forth over her clit until her eyes roll back and her face softens. She's lost in the moment. That's what I want.