Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 52650 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52650 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
“Razor!” she panted, overwhelmed by the cascading spasms.
“Daddy’s here, Little girl. I love how pretty you come. I need to see that again.”
Nodding eagerly, Honey realized she would have agreed to anything to have his full attention focused on her pleasure. His low chuckle thrilled her. Her wall of inhibitions and doubts crumbled. Could he be her Daddy for real? Her heart craved the relationship he offered.
“Be brave, Little girl. Can you take a chance? I won’t make love to you fully until you decide.”
“Please, Daddy. I need you!”
“Daddy feels the same way, sweetheart.” Razor pushed himself up to kneel next to her.
Running her gaze over the muscular expanse of his bare chest, Honey marveled at his chiseled form. Powerful and strong, he lifted her with ease. Razor roughly unfastened the buttons on his jeans, drawing her attention. When his shaft sprang free of the confining material, her eyes widened in shock.
“Little girl, my cock’s going to catch on fire if you stare any harder.”
She couldn’t pull her gaze away. Automatically, she reached forward to make sure the thick erection was real. His hand wrapped around hers, stopping her a fraction of an inch from his cock.
“I’m on a hair trigger, sweetheart. You can touch me next time,” Razor promised.
Nodding, Honey loved his words. Next time. She reached her fingers partway around his hard, denim-clad thigh when he redirected her hand there. Razor reached into his back pocket and grabbed a condom from his wallet. “I’ve been cleared of anything that could harm you, Honey. I’ll protect you until we work through everything.”
“I’ve been tested.” The doctors had run her through a million different screenings as they’d eliminated potential causes for her illness.
“Good girl,” he praised her and ripped the small packet open with his teeth.
A groan of desire slid from her lips as he rolled the protection over his erection. The erotic view of his fingers moving on his body pushed her desire higher. What was it about watching a man touch himself?
“You’re killing me, Little girl,” he told her before moving to cage her under his form. He slid one large hand under her hips and lifted her toward him. “Wrap your legs around me, Honey.”
She followed his instructions without hesitation, loving his control. There was no bumbling about with Razor. He took charge. She gasped as his cock slid through her juices, stroking across her pink folds. Circling her arms around his neck, Honey rubbed herself against him.
Razor adjusted her slightly, placing the head of his erection at her opening. He brushed her clit with his thumb as he entered her. The slight twinge of discomfort caused by his thickness as he stretched her made her breath catch in her throat and her arousal flamed hotter. Surprised the hint of pain fueled her desire, Honey clutched his broad shoulders, eager to see what else he would help her discover.
As if he understood what she experienced, Razor paused until her fingers released his muscles before he glided deeper. On his next inward thrust the pressure threatened to become too much. Pausing when she tensed, he partially withdrew. When she relaxed, he stroked inside. Repeating this process several times, without any noticeable impatience, Razor finally filled her completely.
Her trust skyrocketed at his gentleness. Razor didn’t rush her. His needs didn’t overpower hers. There was no comparison with others in the past. He was the most caring lover she’d ever had.
With his thick cock fully encased in her, Razor met her gaze. “Damn, Little girl. You feel like heaven wrapped around me. Are you ready for me to move?”
“Yes, Daddy.” She tightened her fingers on his shoulders. “Now, please!”
“So polite. I guess I’ll have to do as you say.”
Razor kissed her hard before shifting his hips back. His thrust forward took her breath away as his shaft stroked over sensitive spots inside her she hadn’t known existed. He pushed her desire higher and higher until her world narrowed to a small bubble around them. She escaped into pleasure as he helped her climax over and over.
When his movement quickened along with his breathing, Honey suspected he was close. She stroked her hands down his spine to squeeze his powerful buttocks. Hoping she could thrill him, Honey searched for the spot she’d read about in a smutty romance novel. She pressed on that small sensitive area just behind his balls and held on as Razor roared his orgasm into the room.
Her neighbor pounded on the wall, making them both laugh as he collapsed over her, balancing his weight to avoid crushing her. He carefully withdrew and took care of the condom before pulling her to rest on his chest. When their racing hearts slowed, Razor told her. “Next time at my cabin, Little girl. I can’t wait to make you scream loud enough to rouse Scythe’s chickens.”