Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
“Have you ever been fucked here?”
Her nonchalant headshake that announces she’s never been taken hard and fast ever boosts when I swipe my thumb over a hole not gripping my fingers like she’s seconds from release.
I groan. “Tempting. So fucking tempting. But if you want this bed gone, we’ll have to save your ass’s virginity for another time. I need to take you hard.”
Will you listen to me, acting like this shouldn’t be a one-time-only deal? Miranda’s pussy tastes like heaven, and she is as dynamite as her body, but we’re from very different worlds.
I distribute drugs.
She peddles sugary treats.
I’ll kill a man for looking at me in the wrong manner.
She’d kill him with kindness even after he was a dick.
I’m hard, rough, and ready, and she’s squishy and soft, making my dick fucking ache.
We’re not the same, but my fucking god, it is impossible to think about anything but making her come when standing across from her. I like the way her doe eyes peer up at me without fear, how the thrusts of her chest become more urgent when our eyes lock, and the way not even being married for over a decade has her forgetting the name of the man bringing her to ecstasy.
I’m an addict and Miranda’s pussy is my drug of choice.
Needing to get my head back into game mode, I slide my hips back and grip my length at the base. I’m not gripping it to thicken me more. I am strangling it into submission, wordlessly refusing its numerous pleas to give in to the sheer sexiness of the glistening on Miranda’s thick thighs.
I could come now just from drinking in the way she’s positioned in front of me.
I drop my forehead to her shoulder when she arches up, desperate to reacquaint our bodies. The change-up slicks the head of my cock with her wetness and drenches her clit with my pre-cum.
As I circle the base of my cock and jerk it to the rhythm of Miranda’s hip thrusts, the engorged crown flicks the aching bud between her legs.
We dry hump until the wetness of our joined excitement is louder than our moans, and then I inch back until the head of my cock pierces the lines of her pussy.
“Please,” she begs, her ass cheeks bouncing as she swivels her hips, welcoming me inside.
Just like the first time I took her, a pinch of pain hits my cock when I breach past her entrance. She’s so fucking tight it takes everything I have not to blow my load once my cock’s head has fully sunk inside her.
I take it slow for the first dozen pumps before the insane need to fuck claws at my chest, making me desperate.
I lunge forward fast, fully sinking in with one thrust.
Miranda doesn’t seem to mind. Her screams bounce around the room as her begs for me to fuck her ramp up.
She pleads for me to take her hard and fast, to fuck her how she’s never been fucked.
I oblige.
What red-blooded man wouldn’t?
“Yes,” I moan when she meets my thrusts grind for grind. “That’s it. Take me. Accept my dick like a good little wifey.”
Pleasure pulls my balls in close when she moans my name.
I fuck her lush, soft body with everything I have. I push her to the brink of insanity, on the crazy ride with me, until the headboard we’re endeavoring to loosen bangs against the wall.
Its loud whacks announce the wildness of our embrace. The carnal animalistic fuck we’re undertaking. It is the clap of the crowd knowing they’re getting the performance of their lives, and it gives meaning as to why Tasha’s subscribers doubled in less than thirty-six hours.
Miranda’s body is a temple of seduction.
It was built to be fucked.
I love fucking her. And since it is a gift, not an expectation, I enjoy every minute she is willing to share with me. It isn’t a chore like the women I used to get off with when my hand wasn’t enough.
Her pleasure is my pleasure.
Miranda’s pussy is so snug, amazingly firm around my cock, and wet. I pound into her without an ounce of resistance, only holding back to ensure the spasms her uterus faces are from the ebbs and flows of an incoming mind-hazing climax.
Her body quakes through my pounding thrusts, her knees skidding across the sheets, and her tits clapping from the force of my pumps.
I thrust harder.
“Take me.”
Faster.
“All of me.”
Rougher.
“Accept my cock like a good little wifey who can’t get enough.”
She comes with a cry, her pussy tightening around my throbbing shaft with the tightness of a fist.
“God,” I grunt out, my voice husky with lust. “You’re strangling my cock, begging it for its cum. You’re going to make me come so hard.”
I slap her ass, causing it to jiggle when her urge to drive me off a cliff sees her thrust back harder, fucking me as unrelentingly as I am fucking her.