Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23722 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23722 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
“I need your cock inside of me, Daddy,”
I grab hold of her chin, looking her in the eye as I lean forward, nestling the tip of my rock-hard cock between her soft, wet lips.
“You’re a dirty little girl, aren’t you?”
“Only for you, Daddy.”
I thrust my hips, and Emery’s eyes widen as I sink my rod deep into her dripping wet hole. She grabs hold of my arms, nails digging into my skin, and holds on as I start to pound her. She cries out and throws her head back, a look of rapture on her face as I fuck her.
“Harder, Daddy. Yes. Fuck yes,” she moans.
I lean forward, planting my hands on either side of her on the counter, bracing myself as I drive my cock deep into her. The veins on the sides of my neck are strained and standing out as I clench my jaw. She’s so wet, her juices are spilling down the inside of her thighs, making it easier for me to slide myself along her slick inner walls, but it’s still a snug fit.
“You’re so fucking tight,” I groan.
“You feel so good. Fuck me harder, Daddy. Harder.”
I do as she says, pounding myself into her. The clap of our bodies crashing together echoes in my ears, and the sound of our blended cries fills the room around us. Emery grabs one of my hands and pulls upward, wrapping it around her throat. Her eyes shine with lust, and she nods.
“Choke me, Daddy.”
I’m a little uncertain about it, but she squeezes my hand, forcing my fingers harder around her throat. As I fuck her as hard as I can, I begin to squeeze. She wheezes, her breath short, shallow bursts, and her face is turning red, but there’s a smile on her lips and a bright light of passion burning in her eyes. She keeps her hand on mine, not letting me go.
“Yes, Daddy,” she gasps. “Just like that.”
My moans are loud, and my body is growing taut. The pressure is building low inside of me, and the friction of my cock sliding in and out of her pussy, tighter than a fist, is pushing me toward the brink. Emery’s eyes roll into the back of her head, and she starts to shake wildly. I let go of her throat, and she cries out, gripping my shoulders like her life depended on it, her nails digging sharply into my flesh.
“Fuck,” she cries. “I’m coming. I’m coming so fucking hard.”
I’m so turned on, I keep pounding myself into her, relishing the feel of her pussy pulsing around my dick. And it’s not long before I feel my stomach drop and I have that familiar feeling of weightlessness. I lean forward, bracing myself with a hand on the cupboard above Emery’s head, and let out a low groan. My cock swells inside of her, and a moment later, I erupt. Her voice is shaky as her moans join mine, and she clings to me tighter as I shoot my hot, thick come into her.
Neither of us moves for several long minutes as we ride the waves of ecstasy together. Our gazes locked, she pulses around me, milking my cock for every last drop of come out of my body. That warm, muzzy feeling lingers, and only when I soften and slip out of her does Emery look up. Her eyes are bright, and her smile is wide.
“Wow,” she says.
“Wow,” I reply, knowing this is about to get very complicated.
11
EMERY
Iwake up the next morning with a smile on my face, feeling pleasantly sore in spots I didn’t know I could be sore in. But as the memories of last night flash through my mind, my body grows warm and my skin tingles. Being with Eli was everything I wanted and more. When I got out of bed, though, my smile faded when I realized I was alone.
I follow the smell of coffee out to the kitchen and find Eli’s note telling me he’s headed into town to “handle the situation.” Just seeing the words on the page brings another smile to my lips. I’ve never had somebody stand up for me like that before. Never has somebody put themselves in harm’s way for me. I don’t know if Travis is dangerous, but he could be. And the fact that Eli is marching down there to confront him… it means the world to me.
I step onto the porch, leisurely drinking my coffee, and enjoy the peaceful morning, reveling in my memories from last night. I’m not a prude or anything, but last night was the first time I was with a man. I didn’t want to tell Eli or make a big deal about it because I’ve heard some guys freak out if you tell them that you’re a virgin. I didn’t want to ruin the moment or burden Eli with that knowledge. I hadn’t planned to give my virginity to him. It just felt right in the moment. In a way it never did with my Ex. I did a lot with my Ex, but I always drew the line, or he did. But last night felt different, so I went with it. And honestly, I’m glad I did. It fulfilled every dream I had, and then some.