Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
“Baby…” I tried one last time for propriety’s sake. It wasn’t right to fuck the future mother of my children in the backseat of a second hand car. “If you don’t do it Jake Summers then
someone else will.” That shit made me see red. I had my hand around her throat and the other covering her pussy before she drew her next breath. “Don’t ever say that shit to me again,
you ever even think of fucking someone else I’ll kill you.” She smiled up at me the little sneak and wiggled her ass pressing her hot cunt into me. “Well then…get on with it.” I groaned
in defeat even as I undid my pants. I’d had my fingers and tongue inside her enough to know that she was small. There was no way she was going to be able to take all of me especially not
in the cramped space we were in.
I took my time after my cock was free, rubbing the head back and forth over her clit and down to her opening. She mewled in that sweet way that makes my cock weep. “Look at me.” She
looked into my eyes as I eased part of my length into her. I tested her body little by little until I felt the barrier. Pulling back almost all the way I plunged forward hard and fast
covering her mouth with mine to catch the scream I knew was coming.
When her body had adjusted and my head no longer felt like it would explode I started moving inside her. Short easy strokes at first until she gripped me with her hot cunt and I couldn’t
help but move faster. I wanted to consume her; the need for her was so strong it was almost frightening. I pulled my strokes not willing to hurt her even as my body begged me to fuck.
She raised her legs and dug her nails into my ass trying to get more of me inside her, so I gave her another inch or so but still not all. Whether she knew it or not that would hurt her
and I wanted this night to be remembered only for its pleasure.
“Fuck baby your pussy’s so tight.” She was moving as best she could in the confined space, rubbing her clit against me for added relief. I could see her reaching for orgasm so I used my
thumb to tease her clit while deep stroking her pussy. I was close, so fucking close and we’d only just started, months of pent up lust was in play. All those times I’d eaten her pussy
and nothing else were coming back to bite me in the ass, I needed to flood her with my cum but I needed even more to make her scream. “Cum for me sweet Jacqueline.” I teased the entrance
to her ass with my finger without going in. I hadn’t introduced her to anal play as yet, that wasn’t big on my list but the added stimulation could only bring her off faster. That
coupled with whispered words of love did the trick. She tightened around my cock and bit my tongue as she flooded my cock with pussy juice. I went off like a shot until I remembered
almost too late to pull out. I sprayed her lower stomach and pussy hair with cum as I stroked the last bit of my seed out of the end of my cock.
Chapter 8
Jacqueline
Mindy was at the designated spot waiting for me. I pulled up next her car and rolled down my windows. “Just follow me Jackie, this is gonna be so much fun.” She was way too excited about
this if you ask me. Here I was not sure what my life would hold come morning, because yes the last ten minutes alone in my car I’ve had time to think about this and…freaking shit I was a
goner. I hadn’t thought of how I was getting back into the house without detection, hadn’t thought of anything at all except escaping. I followed her cute little roadster that I’m sure
her brother had bought for her when she turned twenty-one a few months after me. I had been green with envy and hurt at the time but I understood. He couldn’t contact me in anyway
because daddy had threatened his family. It made me wonder how Mindy was so brave to thwart his position and try to be my friend anyway. Some days I was so mad at Jake for not coming
back, especially the night of my twenty first birthday. I’d been so sure he’d be there to get me but no. Instead I’d spent it with daddy and mom at a quiet dinner in a stuffy restaurant.
I couldn’t even mourn his absence in peace because as soon as daddy saw me looking anything but upbeat he went on the warpath. That night has been used as an anvil over my head for three
damn years.