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)
Outside, the world is going crazy. But in here, it’s just us, just our song.
“What are you thinking?” She murmurs, slipping her hand into my pants and wrapping her warm fingers around my shaft.
“That this… is our… song.”
That gets another moan out of her. I wriggle out of my pants and underwear just enough for my cock to spring free. She guides my tip to her entrance, looking up at me with an expression I wish I could save for the rest of my life. Lust and affection and forgiveness and apology and understanding all in one.
I push all the way inside her in one fluid thrust.
Fuck.
The way her hot tunnel grips me…
I hold myself inside her, then lean down to kiss her. I stop when I realize that’ll mean she’s tasting herself.
She reads this without me needing to say anything, reads me like a text, then says, “I really don’t care.” She kisses me passionately, pressing onto my face with both of her hands, as I slowly slide out and then push back in.
Her pussy clings to me tightly, pulsing every time I slide out like she’s trying to pull me back in. We can’t stop kissing each other, passion burning red hot between us. Our tongues fan the flames of the connection.
“Oh, fuck,” I groan.
“It’s okay,” she whimpers.
I lean back, staring down in awe at her. Her flushed cheeks and her tits red from my hands and mouth. The sexiest sight is my cock disappearing into her tight, soaked slit. Her juices have spread all over my shaft, and there’s a thick blob of white cream, like her body is giving me everything it possibly can.
“You—know—the—rules,” I snarl, as come gathers in my balls.
This is what I get for almost a week of keeping it all inside.
She drags her fingernails down my chest, pouting as she shakes her head. “Baby, I already came.”
“I don’t give a fuck,” I snarl, pounding into her harder, making her body sway with the reverberations.
She bounces up and down, her hands going to her breasts. A confident expression shapes her face as she sinks her hands into her curves, knowing how crazy it makes me. My head is spinning, my thoughts cloudy, as I struggle not to empty myself inside her.
“Come,” I growl. “Come, come, come.”
With each come, I thrust her harder, making her pussy sing wetly for me.
“Fucking cuh…”
I can’t finish. I let out a roar as my back bows, and I push even more possessively inside of her. Wave after wave of come explodes out of me. It’s like an ocean is erupting. Long seconds pass, but they feel like minutes.
Izzy’s moans grow more urgent, and her pussy pulsates around my dick. Her orgasm begins just as my cock is beginning to wilt. I reach between our bodies and rub her clit, fast and hard, as she gasps and throws her head back, owning this moment, biting on the sheets.
After, I slide out and lie next to her, pulling her into my embrace. She kisses my chest and smiles up at me.
“You’re amazing,” she murmurs. “No one’s ever made me feel like that before.”
I smirk, kissing her sweaty forehead. “Don’t worry, beautiful. I’m a big boy. I know there are certain things women feel like they need to say after sex.”
“No more lies, Dom,” she says, suddenly seriously. “If I tell you something, I mean it. It’s the truth. Okay?”
“Okay,” I say softly, kissing her again. “I was only kidding. After all that we’ve been through lately, it makes a change… you know, being in a good mood.”
I’m delirious, smiling like a loon, as if I hadn’t just learned my father was a liar and my world no longer makes sense. But that’s not correct. Here and now, with my woman, it does make sense.
“I’m going to clean up,” she murmurs, standing naked and heading for the bathroom. She grabs her cell phone from where it landed on the floor, giving me a view of her ass and pussy from behind, slick with juices. My cock twinges as I start to grow hard again.
I grab some tissues from a box on the bedside table and clean myself up, then pull up my pants and check my phone. I’ve got one text… from my woman. Sent less than a minute ago.
Izzy: I thought it’d be easier like this. That was incredible, and I love that you’re here. If you’re going to forgive me, I’m ready to see where this leads. I’ve wanted that ever since our first kiss. But I have to go after Aaron. I won’t let him win. He’s said so many sick things to me, used my grandma. Plus, he DESERVES to be punished. And the worst part, Dom? The thing that makes me hate him the most? He made me betray YOU.