Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22752 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22752 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
“What are you doing?” She asks, watching me.
I stalk toward her, a hunter spotting prey. “Fucking my girl.”
6
MICAH
Her eyes grow wide, and she licks her dry lips. “There’s, uh, something you should probably know.”
I don’t stop prowling toward her. There’s nothing she could say that would make me want her less. As it is, I feel like I’m on the edge of combusting. My dick is leaking in my pants, and all I want is to touch her. To feast on her, to know every inch of her skin.
“I’m...inexperienced,” she finally finishes right as I stand in front of her.
I didn’t expect that. A girl as beautiful as my Chloe surely had dozens of opportunities. The boys around her couldn’t have been that blind. “And that’s a big deal?”
“Well, I don’t know if it is to you.” She bites her bottom lip.
Maybe this is the point I should tell her that I’m also inexperienced but she’s already nervous. I’m not about to make her more nervous so I do the one thing I’ve been doing since I was a kid just trying to survive the system. I take control. Picking her up in my arms bridal style, it feels so perfect to be holding her. Like she was born to be right here.
I cross the bathroom and set her carefully on the opposite settee, the one that’s not against the door. I drop to my knees on the tile floor, not giving a damn about my dress pants. Only one thing on my mind right now. “First things first, I’m gonna lick this pretty little cherry. Then I’m going to claim it.”
She squeezes her thighs together and whispers a soft, “OK.”
That’s all the permission I need. “Lean back, sweetheart.”
She does as I said, relaxing into the cushions. The absolute trust in her eyes about guts me. I promise here and now to always be worthy of it. To be worthy of her.
“Spread these thighs for me.” After weeks of wanting this woman—craving her night and day—she’s finally here with me. Finally letting me see this sweet pussy.
I reach for her foot slinging her leg over my shoulder, so she’ll be completely open to me. Nothing I want hidden from my view. Chloe is my girl and there are no secrets between us. “You know how long I’ve been dreaming about this, fucking my hand to thoughts of you? Weeks.”
“W-weeks?” She repeats, sounding dazed.
“Since the first moment I saw you standing there in Emma May’s store,” I admit as I bunch up the hem of her dress. I shove it high on her thighs and let my fingertips ghost along her soft, satiny skin. The pretty panties she’s wearing are a soft lilac color and there’s an obvious wet spot on the front of them. The sight of it makes me want to beat on my chest in feral pride.
My cock is so hard that I’m pretty sure my balls are going to explode. But there’s nothing that could move me from this spot right now. My woman needs me to cure her ache and as her man, it’s my damn privilege to be the one who takes care of her.
“Me, too.”
I draw little circles on her thighs with my thumbs and pause to look at her. No matter how long this takes, I will put her first. I’ll make sure she comes again and again.
She seems to realize I don’t understand because she explains, “Since the first moment I saw you, I’ve thought of you too.”
The breath leaves my lungs in a whoosh. “Did you touch yourself while thinking about me?”
She bites her lip again and gives me a shy nod. She’s fucked herself to thoughts of me, wondered about these moments between us. The knowledge makes me feel like a damn superhero.
“You thought about how I would touch you? What I would say? Where we’d be?”
“You always said d-dirty things,” she admits.
I bury my face against the wet material between her legs. “Did I tell you how good your pussy smells? Because it smells fuckin’ divine, like a treat that’s all for me.”
Then, because I can’t help myself, I lick her through the damp material. Her answering gasp is all the confirmation I need that I’m on the right track. I play with her pussy through her panties and grind against the edge of the furniture. It doesn’t do much to resolve my ache, especially when she’s squirming like that.
She moans my name and thrusts her pussy deeper into my face. That’s when I hook a finger around the gusset of her panties and move them aside. The sight that greets me has my balls drawing even tighter. She’s so pink and puffy and glistening.
My first taste of her skin with no barriers between us has me groaning. She tastes just like she smells, sweet and tart. A treat I’ll always crave.