Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
I’m spread open obscenely wide, my pussy inches from his crotch. The only thing between us is his soft pants. It would seem that’s all he’s ever going to wear. That was all the doctor was wearing, too. The same loose, black, soft pants.
His hands come to my waist, spanning me, keeping me from swaying. “I need to tell you one more thing, Little one.”
Now? Why does he need to talk now? I’d rather have sex. If I’m going to be in stasis for six months and then struggling to talk and move when I wake up, I’d like to at least have the memory of him inside me while I recover.
“My semen is potent. When it gets on your skin, it will make you hornier than you can ever imagine times a hundred.”
My breath hitches. “That doesn’t seem possible.”
He smiles. “My information is from books and all the studies I’ve done to prepare for your eventual arrival in my life, so I don’t know exactly what will happen firsthand, but, Little one, there’s no reason for me to doubt what I’ve learned. If you were to touch the come dripping from the tip of my cock, you would experience a frenzy of need. When I come inside you, the need you’re feeling now will seem like a mild case of lust. I will have to rush you to the basin and wash my essence off of you as fast as possible. That’s the only way to make the driving arousal subside.”
I stare at him. He’s serious. I can’t fathom what he’s suggesting, but I believe him. “Will it always be that way?”
“The first time will be the worst. It will ease over the course of our lives, but you will always be extremely sensitive to my semen, Little one.”
I lick my lips. My mouth is dry. “Well, there has to be a first time at some point. I say we go for it now.”
He chuckles. “My girl. So brave. Most Little mates are more hesitant and tend to wait until they’ve fully recovered from stasis to have sex. Are you sure you want to wake up with that memory in your mind? It will add to your frustration as you recover.”
Nodding, I set my hands on Papi’s shoulders. “I’ve done a hundred new things today. It seems appropriate that I add sex to that list. I want to wake up thinking about what it felt like for you to be inside me.”
“There’s also the fact that your pussy is very tight, Little one. Even though I’ve fingered you a few times, you’re not stretched out enough to take my cock without experiencing some discomfort.”
I shrug. “Every woman has some pain when they have sex the first time. I’ll survive.”
He holds my gaze for a long time. “Do you have any idea how deeply I feel for you already, Little girl?”
My cheeks heat as I smile. “Yes, Papi, because I feel the same way about you.”
Finally Papi stands, keeping me in his arms.
I wrap my legs around him, pressing my needy pussy against his abs as he carries me toward a door. When he opens it, I see there is an adjoining room. The one we’ve been in only has a changing table, a crib, and the rocking chair. The adjacent room has a giant bed. That’s a relief. I’d rather have sex for the first time on a bed at least.
Papi gently lowers me onto the high mattress. “Spread your legs, Little one.” His voice is gentle. Reverent.
I open for him. Whatever modesty I’ve lived with for my entire life has flown out the window and tumbled into outer space.
Lying very still, I watch as Papi adjusts something on the tube and then eases it out of me. A shiver races down my body as every nerve ending in my urethra tingles.
Papi tosses the catheter in the trash can before scooting me to the center of the enormous bed.
I rise onto my elbows to watch as he removes his pants, trying not to react too violently to the size of his erection. I have no idea exactly how large a human man’s shaft is. I’ve never seen one. But Zingar’s is far larger than I expected.
Glancing back down at myself, I swallow hard. It’s not as though looking will tell me how tight the stretch is going to be. But I’m startled anyway. It’s so weird not having hair. I feel oddly naked. More naked than the fact that I’m not wearing clothes. Exposed. Vulnerable.
Papi sets a knee on the bed and crawls toward me, stalking me. He doesn’t touch me. He simply hovers over me and inhales deeply. “You smell so good. I’ll never get enough of your scent.”
I lower my gaze to his erection again. Huge isn’t an appropriate description.