Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 33333 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33333 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 167(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
“Thorne, Thorne, oh my God, Thorne,” she moans my name as an orgasm rips through her body.
The nerves take flight and fire off from head to toe through my own system when she starts coming. I continue to thrust, grabbing her thighs and pulling her up on my waist and riding my cock. With her legs wrapped around my hips, I crash onto the pillows with her.
I nip her neck, and a fresh wave of arousal pools between her legs. “Mmm, love this pussy.”
I hold her hips in both hands as I work in and out and with each thrust, I hit the end of her.
“I want this every day. I want you so well-fucked, you never get a chance to feel what life is like without me inside you.” I tease the sensitive flesh.
“Feels so full when you're inside me.” Her voice lowers another octave as I thrust my cock in and out of her pussy.
“I can’t take it anymore,” she gasps.
“Sure you can, Aspen. Feel it. Feel me, taking you. Owning this sweet body. This pussy, this ass.” I punctuate each word with a thrust. “It’s mine. No one’s been here but me,” I groan as I slip into her farther and a new orgasm shakes her. “Look at you, so soft and open for me.”
“When I first saw how big you are…I was terrified it would hurt. You’re as thick and hard as steel. I wasn’t sure how it could possibly fit, and even if it did, there was no way it could feel good.”
“Do you want me to stop?” I still and run my hands up her back, around her torso, caressing her skin and sending shivers racing through her body. “You're in charge here, baby, no matter what. You are always the one in real control here.”
“I… God, it’s so full, but it feels so good…” she murmurs as my hands tighten around her waist.
“Fuck, my sweet Aspen,” I murmur for her to relax while I caress her lovingly. I knead the flesh of her ass with my fingers before her body relaxes and adjusts to my girth, her virgin hold around my cock making me dizzy with the need to coat her with my seed.
Pleasure loosens every muscle in her body as she gives in to me, the sweet intrusion of my cock filling her fully before I start to thrust slowly again.
“Fuck, you're so beautiful. I need to go slow, but I don’t know if I can.” I grit my teeth as my palms slide around her skin, relaxing me as I slowly push in deeper, adjusting to another angle until my cock feels like it can't fill any more of her.
A low moan escapes her throat as the sensations grow overwhelming—twinges of desire mix with the headiest sense of pleasure and the most delicious feeling of being really fucking alive for the first time.
“Sweet Aspen. No matter what I do, I can’t get enough of you. You feel so good, so right, so completely goddamn perfect.” I thrust steadily as my fingers tug and massage her clit. Waves of pleasure unfurl from deep inside and roll out slowly, causing her body to go limp and her eyelids flutter closed on a soft moan. She whimpers and moans as the pleasure rushes through her system, swirls around her head, gasps racking her body.
My thrusting speeds up before my fingers tighten on the flesh of her ass as my whole body shudders and quakes. I groan, feeling my cock twitch and empty deep inside, my balls tightening up with release as my chest heaves. My pumping finally slows then before finally coming to a stop, and I lean over, caging her against me.
My palms smooth up her torso, tracing across her skin, causing goose bumps to form and feel-good pheromones to erupt and release. I sigh and smile into her arm. “I can tell already, my favorite part is holding you after fucking you like an animal,” I whisper in her ear before I slowly pull out of her.
I relish the slow drag of my softening cock as I pull out, feeling sated for the first time… well, ever.
I tuck her under my arm and trail my fingertips along her shoulder with my nose buried in her hair. Her eyes flutter closed as I smell the scent of us mixing together on her skin.
Aspen may not realize it yet, but she as good as owns me. Whether I like it or not, we’ve gone places together in the last few minutes I could never even imagine, and I love every filthy, beautiful second.
Aspen is mine.
Later, we lie tangled in front of the fire in my room, breath still ragged, bodies slick with sweat and heat. Her head rests on my chest, hand splayed over my heart like she owns it.