Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
“Such a nasty girl. I hope you know what you’re demanding,” he growls inches from my mouth, his eyes sweeping my face, almost as if he wants to memorize every single thing on it.
“I know you’re lying, Alexandrea,” he whispers, his voice like velvet before his lips claim mine.
My nails dig into his shirt, and I hold on. God, my head is spinning. I’ll never be the same. Excitement flows up from my stomach, and my tongue twists with his. He tastes like sugar from the bourbon. As he jerks my head back to smile down at me, my scalp tingles.
“Wrap your legs around me.” He lifts me, and I do. At this point, I’d take cyanide if he wanted me to.
“Give me those lips.”
At the sound of his voice, goose bumps cover my arms and legs. I think I could come merely from hearing him speak—that’s how much his voice turns me on.
Lightly, he bites the fleshy bottom part of my lip and sucks on it. As we walk, my hands weave through his thick hair, and I close my eyes, allowing myself to just feel.
Because this is it. I know I should tell him I’m a virgin. And I know that everything about me being here is wrong.
But holy shit, my pussy throbs. It can’t be wrong if it feels this good, right? When he stops, I open my eyes and lock my gaze onto his. He smirks, and suddenly, I’m falling back into a fluffy comforter on the bed.
“Take your panties off,” he demands.
He pulls off his shirt and unzips his jeans. Arching up, I kick off my thong.
Breathe, Alex, you need to breathe. Otherwise, you’re going to… “Holy fuck, you’re huge.” And I want to die because I said that out loud.
“You need to tell me something?” He stands, looking down at me, naked. Jesus, he can’t be real. The moonlight kisses his eight-pack and that delicious V while his large hand strokes his giant…
“Oh my God,” I wheeze out. I should tell him because that can’t fit, ever. Instead, I watch his hand slide up and down on it, speechless.
“Scared?”
All I can do is stare at it. My lips suddenly go dry, and I run my tongue over them.
“Eyes. I want them on me.”
He grabs my ankles and slides me to the edge, and I gasp.
“You can scream,” he says. “No one can hear you.” And before I can even respond, he thrusts his massive cock inside me.
It’s fast, it’s hard, and I do scream because even with my head spinning, it feels like he ripped me in half.
“Jesus Christ,” he hisses, his arms holding the backs of my legs as my eyes stay on his.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby, you’re doing it. Look at your pussy taking my cock,” he grunts as he pulls out and slides in again, his hands digging into my hips as if he’s struggling to hold on.
“It stings,” I hiss.
“Breathe, Alex.”
I gasp for air, pain searing through me.
“Relax and wrap your legs around me. Let’s see if I can fit my entire cock into this virgin hole.” He pulls out, then thrusts in again. My hands grab the comforter.
“Fuck, you’re tight.” He hisses, “Goddamn, I’m gonna come,” and pulls out, jerking on his cock as his warm seed spurts over and over onto my breasts.
“Don’t move,” he demands, moving down between my legs. “Such a good girl taking all of my cock. I’m gonna reward you.” His mouth remains right at my sensitive core.
“Tell Dean Powers how you want to come.” He licks my swollen nub back and forth.
“Yes.” I moan, throwing my head back.
His mouth takes over, and all thoughts of any pain vanish. I’m floating, climbing while he sucks on my clit. I reach for his hair, arching tighter in his mouth.
“I’m going to…” I groan.
“That’s it, baby, you come in my mouth,” he growls, then sucks.
I can’t stop. His filthy words heighten everything, and I spill over, screaming words, not sure what they are, while he holds me tight, as I pulse and climax in his mouth over and over until I can barely move.
He lifts his head, and our eyes lock. Yes, I should be horrified because his mouth is covered with my arousal and blood from him being my first.
A normal girl would, but I guess I’m not normal because I can’t lie—it turns me on. He’s exciting. It’s as if the world vanishes, and only he and I exist.
“Let’s get cleaned up.” He reaches for me, and I let him, too tired to move.
“That’s my baby girl.” Lifting me in his arms, he holds me close, and I snuggle my nose in his neck.
“You can call me Brett now.” He kisses my forehead and brings me into his bathroom. My stomach flutters, but I can’t think about that right now. All I know is I want him, all of him. The rest of the world can stay away.