Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 33979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 113(@300wpm)
“Toren.” My hands go back to her hips, where they seem to gravitate toward the most. Their lush curves, her soft belly, and gorgeous tits.
“Knew they’d be cherry, just like your lips.” I watch as she inhales then slowly exhales. Her flesh comes to life, skin turning a pink hue, nipples tightening, and then my gaze travels down the length of her body, landing between her legs, on her bare pussy that’s glistening fucking wet. “See that I was right.”
I crowd her space, lift her up, and place her on the back of the couch. My cock glides along her slit, coming away with her wetness and causing her breath to hitch.
“Please,” she purrs like a kitten.
“Hands on my shoulders. Stay still. And, cherry?” We haven’t talked about birth control or condoms, and I don’t have shit for condoms readily available.
“Toren, I swear to god, I can’t handle much more.” The head of my dick gains entrance, her cunt pulses, and I have to grit my goddamn teeth to keep from losing my shit.
“I give you more, it’s gonna be with my bare cock and my cum planted inside you, Indy.” I groan, biting the inside of my cheek, looking down at where we’re connected. The lips of her pussy are snug around my dick. She’s fucking tight and milking me with each breath she takes.
“I’m on the pill. Don’t pull out. Please, don’t pull out,” she begs eagerly. The conversation we had minutes ago sits at the forefront of my mind. This woman is mine. She knows and I know it.
“Fuck yeah.” I push all the way inside her, my fingers pressing into her fleshy ass, tilting her hips up. She stays still, exactly how I like her. Her eyes close, her breathing intensifies, and her pussy sucks me in with each push and pull of my thrusts.
“Tor.” Love how she’s so caught up in her pleasure, saying my full name is nearly impossible. My eyes wander from my cock battering her pussy, and my motions intensify, swiveling my hips and grinding against her clit. I learned a whole hell of a lot about Indy between last night and today. She can come multiple times, she also loves her clit to be played with, and I intend on doing that for hours tonight. I can’t wait to wrap my mouth around the tight bud while I drag my fingers in and out of her wet depths, watching as she comes from the combination while screaming my name.
“Not gonna last long this time around. I’ll make it up to you next round.” I groan when her cunt pulses around my dick. She’s close. It’s a good damn thing too, because I’m close to blowing my load.
“Feels good, so good.” Her legs are hooked around my waist, ankles locked at my lower back, and fingers digging into my shoulders.
“Look at you, coating my dick, sweat dripping down your chest, and through it all, you’ve stayed still, just how I want you, like a good fucking girl.” It’s lights out for Indy. She comes for me. My god, does she come.
It’s hard.
It’s loud.
And it’s long.
“Tor.” She pulls me right along with her, fucking her through her orgasm as my own takes over. My eyes close, my balls draw tightly, and my muscles feel like I just ran a marathon.
“Cherry.” A rumble leaves my chest, vibrating through my sternum, deep and primal, echoing through the room. My pulse hammers and I couldn’t have stayed silent if I tried. Indy’s stripped me down to nothing but instinct. It isn’t until I’ve got her wrapped in my arms, face buried in her neck, that I’m able to form a coherent sentence. “We’re doing that again, and we’re doing it soon. Hope you didn’t have any work planned for the day.”
“Yeah,” she replies with a small laugh. I lose her heat in the process, and that just pisses me off.
“Time to clean up, so I can dirty us up again.” I lift her off the couch, feeling my cum leak from her body. Gonna make sure it stays where it belongs when I’ve got her flat on her back. Fuck, I like the idea of that, so much so that my dick jerks to life all over again.
“Tor,” Indy says my name in that way.
“Fuck yeah.” Like I didn’t just fuck the shit out of her. Seems she likes my plans as much as I do.
14
Indy
“Cherry, baby,” Toren whispers in my ear the next morning. True to his word, hardly any work got done, not until we were starving for a different kind of hunger, one that involved food. After heating up leftovers, showering, and getting dressed again, Toren went out to the pole barn, needing to get the last piece finished on his commissioned project. He’d tried to convince me to let him come with me to check out of the bed and breakfast, but that made zero sense. While I’d have loved to sit around and watch him work, getting my stuff out of the way meant we could relax later.