Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 233(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 233(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
In the best way, only ever that, always.
“No,” she whimpers. “It’s new. You’re huge.”
I push deeper, squeezing my hands into even tighter fists. I keep my arms extended so I can watch her, track every shiver through her body.
The deeper I get, the more her body shakes for me, her voluptuous breasts trembling. Her tits are fascinating to me, with gorgeous veins running through one, making her seem even more vivacious and ready to give our children milk.
“Grab those tits,” I snarl.
“Like this?” she moans, her hands covering her nipples, squeezing on them softly. “Ben?”
“That’s it,” I growl. “Keep doing it just like that.”
The base of my cock is boiling when I push all the way in. But mostly, it’s her making me crazy, my Becca bee, with the way she bravely takes my dick, squeezing her hands onto her big tits.
Her eyes widen once I’m buried all the way. She bites her bottom lip, staring at me, like she’s not sure her tight-as-fuck pussy can take it.
“You feel so good,” I tell her, voice shivering.
“My…my pussy?” she whimpers.
I grin. “You sound so cute and innocent when you say that.”
“Do you like it?” she moans, moving her hips just a little bit.
My brave woman is getting into it. I can feel the change in her pussy too, loosening just a little, but in the best way… in a way that tells me her young body is receptive, the same way she is with my fingers and my tongue.
She wants my cock. She needs it. As hungrily as I need her. Always.
“Yes,” I moan after a pause, feeling all the power drain from me.
My woman is in control with her body, with her tight pussy.
She can conquer me when nobody else can, ever. It’s only her.
“Say it again,” I snap, as we begin to move together, my dick slipping out of her soaked slit and then back in.
“Fuck my…my pussy, Ben,” she moans. “Fuck my horny wet pussy.”
“Oh my God.” I breathe huskily. “You’re driving me crazy. Can you take it?”
“Give it to me,” she gasps. “Fuck, it’s so good, so new. It’s…oh, Ben, Ben.”
Her words drive me on, the pleasure in them making me push deeper inside of her.
She vibrates intensely, her hands falling aside, freeing her breasts to bounce and shake.
I can’t help but growl as she moves her hips, shifting them down with me as I thrust up. Finally, I push all the way in, feeling her pussy wrap around every inch of me, right to my tip.
She feels better than I ever could’ve dreamed of.
I stare into her face. With her head turned aside, I’m free to study the way she takes the fucking. As we pick up the pace, her upper lip stiffens, all bratty like my Becca bee sometimes gets.
I just know she’s telling herself she can take my dick, telling herself she can take every inch, as I push myself in deeper and harder.
She turns, opens her eyes, and smiles through the earth-shattering pleasure.
“Are you…oh…watching me?”
“I only ever want to watch you,” I growl, pushing in harder, right up to my balls.
She reaches up, clawing onto my shoulders, looking into my eyes. We’re locked in pleasure, floating in this place together, as though neither of us can quite believe how lucky we are.
I can read the same disbelief on her face.
This feeling, this….
It’s unique to us, this moment, this relationship.
It’s unique to the future mother of my children.
It’s unique to Becca.
“I want it hard,” she whimpers.
I let out a shivering sigh, more of a growl, as I struggle to process her words. “You don’t know what you’re asking.”
She shakes her head stubbornly. My cock twitches, the base inflamed with me buried all the way.
“I…I do,” she moans. “Please. Take me like you want. It feels so good. I was scared. But I was wrong. It feels so…so….”
She can’t finish her sentence, not when she’s given permission to the beast inside of me.
I pull out of her and thunder in quickly, letting my horny woman know how it feels when I claim her. I fuck her like only I ever will, take her so she knows that she’s mine and will always be mine.
She gasps like she wasn’t expecting it that hard, but then she starts to move up and down, grabbing those huge beautiful tits and moving them in time with my thrusts. My eyes fixate on them as we sink into our rhythm, finding it the same way we did during our foreplay.
I pump harder, thundering my hips, savoring every shimmer through her body.
The way she moves gets me most of all, like she can’t help but give in to the feeling that her instinct knows what to do.
And, of course, it does. Something primal and deep is bringing us together, making my cock burn into her tight sopping young pussy, making us know this is right even if we also know it’s wrong.