Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21169 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21169 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Shimmying my lower half and using my knees against hers, I part Hailey’s legs and take my position between them. I drop my head between her breasts, kissing my way up to her nipples, slithering my tongue over them.
I sink my hand between our bodies, brushing my knuckles against her silky slit to see if she’s ready. And my God, is she.
Between her mouth on my cock and the puddle currently between her legs, there’s no need for anything else.
“Are you ready, Baby?” I ask against her breast.
“I am,” nerves choke her words, but she doesn’t hesitate.
I grab my shaft at the base and guide it toward her entrance. It brushes against her thighs, a ticklish sensation that forces an involuntary groan out of me. I perch the head at her gates and Hailey starts to wriggle.
Her breathing grows heavier, excited.
Take it slow, I remind myself, and ease into her walls. Lifting my head up just in time to see her face contort in the mixture of pleasure and pain a first fuck brings.
I inch deeper. It’s going to get worse before it gets better, but going slow should make it easier. Hailey swings her arms around me, digging her nails into my back.
“Is it too much?” Labored breathes make the words come out harsh. “Do you need me to stop?”
“Don’t you fucking dare,” she shouts. “It’s sore but it’s also amazing.”
That’s all I needed to hear.
I thrust deeper slowly, taking the same care with each following thrust. This is the hardest part. Heavenly delights await us when it’s done.
To help ease some of the burden, I slot a finger over her clitoris. A distraction, of sorts, steering her attention away from the massive piece of meat splitting her in two. But the more I do to soothe her, the more Hailey seems to want.
She starts rolling her hips below me, meeting my thrusts in time. The nails she dug into me, now acting as a guide to pull me deeper into her. Winces of agony, replaced by pants of pleasure.
“It feels so good,” she eventually manages to say between moans.
“You feel so good.” With her turn, so too, comes mine. Slow and tender wasn’t going to last forever, and with her acknowledgement that everything’s okay, my body acts on its own. “Tight. Wet. Warm. Fucking perfect.”
I pick up my pace and Hailey matches. Before long, we’re slamming into each other. But with every movement, I can feel her body tightening beneath me. Her raucous, hearty moans shift to whimpering, timid sounds. And as her walls start tightening around my shaft, I know what’s on the horizon.
“That’s it, Kitten. Cum on Daddy’s cock,” I speak in a husky whisper. Wanting to say it, but too focused on driving pleasure into her core to speak freely.
She sputters out a sound, somewhere between words that don’t make any coherent sense and giddy purring. As she crosses the threshold, her body bucks upward and freezes in an explosive release of all the tension that mounted to this point.
But with it, I feel my own release fast approaching. Each thrust into her tight wetness, making it harder and harder to push it off.
“Ah, fuck,” I groan, disheartened in my inability to keep this going any longer. “I can’t hold back any more, Baby. I’m about to—”
A ferocious roar cuts the sentence short, as I unload my seed deep inside Hailey’s pussy.
“Give it to me,” she mewls through it. “Fill me up, Daddy. Make me yours.”
I grab onto her hips and pull her into the last few thrusts. Each one, harder than the last, until I know there’s nothing left in me. Hailey groans and wriggles, accepting everything I have to offer.
Before I can catch myself, I crumble on top of her, puffing and panting. I kiss whatever I can, making my way up to her lips.
We kiss until my head’s clear enough to think straight again, and then we kiss some more.
I knew this was going to be good, but I could have never guessed how amazing it would turn out in the end.
And now we’re one.
Forever.
8
HAILEY
Iwake the next morning, a little sore but over the moon. And then the smell of coffee and something being fried up downstairs. Checking the time, it’s a little past six in the morning. Had it not been Rex downstairs, I’d have stayed in bed for another hour. Maybe two. My classes don’t start until noon, and I’ve got nowhere else to be.
But there isn’t a chance in hell I’m passing up the opportunity to see my man off to work.
I crawl out of bed and wrap the white gown around myself before heading downstairs. As far as clothes go, this hardly qualifies, but he’s starting my day off right with breakfast and coffee. Maybe seeing me like this will do the same for him.