Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56591 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56591 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 226(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
“You need to tell me if it hurts,” I snarl, teasing her entrance with my tip.
“It won’t hurt,” she moans.
This woman…
How did I get so lucky?
I push an inch into her slit. She whimpers, high-pitched and needy, like she already wants more. I stare down in awe as my cock disappears inside her slowly. Her walls part eagerly around me, massaging me the deeper I get. When I’m all the way in, I force myself to pause, leaning back so I can look at her face.
An adventurous smile tugs at the corner of her lips.
“Fucking hell,” I groan. “That tight pussy is taking every inch.”
“It feels so good,” she whimpers. “Oh, sir. I feel like my pussy was made for your big, hard cock.”
Holy. Fuck.
“Are you trying to make me come already?” I snarl, sliding out of her slowly.
“I—can’t—help—it—sir.”
I pull out until I’m primed right against her hole, then drive in hard. Shock riots through her, the physical impact making all her juicy curves sway for me. She gasps and clings to my arms, nodding.
“Take it how you want,” she whimpers. “However you want.”
I bend down to one of her tits as I grind in and out. It’s sensory overload in the best way. Her tight, hot sleeve gripping me, her singsong moans, and the taste of her nipple in my mouth, how responsive her body is.
I lean back again so I can watch her as we fuck.
My hips snap faster, her pussy making a perfect wet noise when I slam into her tight slit. She must see where my eyes are going, because small hands sink into her large breasts, massaging them, pushing them together, and turning them red.
“Do you like that, sir?” She gasps.
“You just focus on getting that…” Fuck. Her pussy squeezes tight for a moment, and I think I’m going to blow. “That pussy is so fucking wet for my cock. But I need more, I need to feel you come all over me. With my dick balls deep inside, owning your body.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” she sings, the dirty talk driving her closer to the edge.
She bounces up and down on my cock in time with each thrust. I didn’t have any doubt that our chemistry would be sensational, but this is even better than I imagined. Her enthusiasm causes my balls to swell with tight tension. I struggle not to let go as I stare down at the show she’s putting on.
Bouncing, squeezing her tits, riding wave after wave of pleasure. The flush spreads from her face, down her neck, over her large and perfect tits. She pinches her nipples softly, staring at me to see if I like it.
I growl and fuck her even harder. It’s turning savage now, the bed whining beneath us. Her pussy is singing to me as eagerly as her moans, wet and filthy noises that make my thinking go cloudy.
“Come—on—my—dick,” I groan, hips snapping hard. Her body jolts with each impact, her eyes watery, nodding and moaning as she massages her tits.
“I’m—I’m…” She can’t finish the sentence.
“Close?” I roar.
“Yes, yes, yes.”
“Yes… what?”
“Sir,” she cries out. “Yes, sir.”
I go into overdrive. I can’t stop now. And thankfully, my Songbird wants it too. She’s screaming in pure pleasure now, her hands gripping the sheet. She uses the leverage to force her hot tunnel up and down in time with my pounding.
“Rub that clit,” I command, when my vision clouds, and all I can focus on is the unbelievable heat and tight fit around my cock.
I want her to come before I do. But hell, I’m not a monk. The way she’s working my cock is too damn much. Every second, I’m right on the edge of blowing, emptying every last drop into her.
She does as she’s told, her hand brushing against the top of my shaft as she eagerly rubs her body. I lean back even more so that I can watch my cock disappearing into her as she rubs her clit.
She comes hard, wrapping her legs around me and pulling me closer. One hand stays on her clit, the other goes to my hip and squeezes hard. She lies back, trembling with aftershocks.
“Have you?” She whimpers.
“Not yet,” I groan. “But I’m so fucking close.”
She wriggles up the bed, away from my cock.
“What are you doing?” I growl.
“Trust me, sir,” she moans.
I let her slide away. My cock hates the absence immediately. The world is suddenly colder—
Then she rolls onto her front and sticks her ass up in the air, looking at me over her shoulder. Her ass is perfect from this angle. Juices slide from her glistening hole down her thighs. Her globes are big and round and sexy.
“You want to come in me like this, sir?” she moans. “You can fuck me however you want because you’ve already made me come, sir.”