Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16246 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 81(@200wpm)___ 65(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16246 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 81(@200wpm)___ 65(@250wpm)___ 54(@300wpm)
I pull away just long enough to rip my own shirt over my head, and her eyes go wide at the sight of my bare chest. Elena raises up enough to run her hands over my skin, letting out a shaking breath as she gently squeezes my muscled biceps and traces the lines of my chest. Then I'm pulling the straps of her dress the rest of the way down, revealing her breasts, flush and braless. Her tits overflow in my hands when I palm them, jiggling with every move she makes, and I'm positive there isn't an ounce of blood in my body that hasn't gone to my cock.
On the edge of feeling feral, I dip my head and fasten my lips around one of her nipples, swirling my tongue and savoring the shocked noise that spills from her.
Her fingers grip my hair, holding me to her. "Adrian," she gasps. I love the sound of it. I want to hear her scream it.
Switching from nipple to nipple, I have her writhing on the bed before I finally move my mouth lower once more, continuing my path south. I take her dress with me, pulling it off her body and throwing it on the floor somewhere, leaving her in nothing but a pair of lacy white panties.
Hooking my fingers under the waistband, I work them slowly down her hips, dragging my lips over every newly bared inch of her, but never letting them drift to her swollen clit.
She's completely naked to me now, slick and glistening. I run a single finger through her wet folds, and she shudders, a soft cry escapes her lips, but before I can finally taste her, she fists her hand in my hair.
"Wait."
I pull back, "What's wrong?"
She covers her face with her hands, but I don't rush her. Finally, she quietly splutters the words between her fingers, "I'm a virgin.”
Her words take me so off guard that I have to have her repeat herself. “What?”
“I am…”
A beat of silence passes, and then I say, "Do you think that will deter me?"
Elena peels her hands from her face, "It's just...I'm 24. It's embarrassing."
"Elena," I lay my hands on her hips, "It's not embarrassing. Not to me. And shouldn’t be to you, either. It’s the hottest thing I've ever heard."
She looks skeptical, and it's hard to concentrate with all of her body on display, but I manage, "Really?"
"Really. Knowing I'm the first to do any of this to you...fuck. It's fucking amazing." Then, I exhale slowly, praying silently that she's not going to shy away now. "Do you want to keep going?"
Her answer comes quickly, "I really, really do--oh!"
I lick a stripe up her pussy before she can even finish, fastening my lips around her clit and sucking gently before flicking it with my tongue.
Elena is a quick study, her hands returning to my hair, rocking her body against my mouth as I devour her. Sucking at her clit makes her almost scream, but the gentler caresses and licks have her moaning and shaking like a leaf under my tongue.
Gently, using her pleasure to keep her distracted, I push one finger into her pussy, and then a second, stretching her for next time, when I plan on filling her with my cock. There is a moment of resistance as I push deeper, and her cry has an edge of pain before I suck her clit between my lips and make her forget the second of unpleasantness.
Full of my fingers, my mouth on her clit, Elena finally reaches her peak, coming so hard that I can feel her slick channel spasming around my two fingers. I move them slowly in and out, turning my hand as I go. Her back is raised off the bed, one hand buried in my hair as the other grabs a handful of the blanket, anything to keep her grounded.
I lick and finger her throughout it all, only pulling away when her muscles start to relax one by one. The pleasure-drunk smile she gives me as I crawl up her body to kiss her tells me she'd let me fuck her right here and now if I wanted to, but despite being harder than I've ever been in my life, I hold off, pulling her into my arms instead and running my hands down her bare back.
"You're sleeping in my bed from now on, Elena. You belong to me."
She hums softly, "I should probably argue, but after what you just did to me...I think I'm okay with it. Staying with you, I mean."
"There's more where that came from," I promise, "But for tonight, sleep. We'll continue tomorrow."
Elena crawls under the covers while I push my pants down, leaving me in just my boxers, before I join her and pull her back into my arms. She's warm and pliable, and her head fits perfectly on my chest. I know we're still in the afterglow, and that there are undoubtedly more complications on the horizon, but for the time being, everything feels good. Everything feels…right.