Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45301 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45301 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
I grip my base and guide my precome-slick length to her hole. She moans and shivers as I stroke my head up one lip and rub it against her clit.
“Fuck,” I whisper, staring down at the way she rocks from side to side, her teeth trapping her lip as I rub against her with even more force and speed. “Are you ready to cream for me, Bria? Are you ready to get that hole nice and wet for me?”
She tries to speak but no words come out.
Instead, her voice comes out tangled and twisted, a moan warping whatever words she was going to speak.
I snarl and grind my helm against her clit over and over, faster and faster until her hips are pumping. She throws her head back and lets out a cry of pure pleasure, the noise traveling through me, feeling as though it’s coursing through my veins, pumping my blood.
Her orgasm shatters through her as I rub even faster, the tip of my cock buzzing so badly that for a crazy second I think I’m going to explode all over her creamy pussy before I’m even inside.
But there’s no damn way I’m going to finish before my woman has had multiple orgasms or I’ve felt her tighten around my shaft.
Once her orgasm subsides, I press my cock down to her hole, snarling as I push inside of her…
No, try to push inside of her.
I make another growling noise as I try to inch past her tightness, but then she makes a little noise of pain. I stop right away.
Rearing back, I stare down at her, at the tension written across her features.
The beast inside of me roars that it doesn’t matter how she feels, it’s time to fuck her even if I have to force my way inside.
But even if I’ve got a monster in me, I’m not that sort of beast. My woman’s pleasure and comfort matter to me.
“It’s okay,” I tell her, as softly as I’m able with this growl in my voice. “Just relax. You’re so damn beautiful. You’re so damn sexy. I can’t wait to feel you.”
“Mm mmm.” She nods, biting her lip, looking up at me with a fight-or-flight look in her eyes. “I’m fine. Take me, Braden.”
My need ignites afresh and I move to grind up inside of her again, but my engorged helm refuses to fit in her tight hole. Gritting my teeth, I give another nudge, but she makes that little noise of pain again.
I stop, study her face, the tension written across it.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers. “It’s just so fast and… I think I’m nervous. I’m so sorry, Braden.”
“You don’t have to be sorry,” I grit. “All you have to do is bend over and show me that ass. Now.”
I wanted to save my seed for her hole, but clearly, that’s not going to happen tonight. And there’s no damn way I’ll be able to focus on anything now after feeling that sopping preview of her hole.
“I don’t think that will make any difference,” she murmurs.
Leaning down, I kiss her cheeks softly, letting her know it’s okay, even as the beast blaring inside of me gets louder and louder.
“I understand. But I’m not going to fuck you. I need that ass. I need to grind my dick up and down those ass cheeks until I explode. So bend over for me baby. Now.”
I stand and she does as she’s told, bending over and sticking that ass out. The golden fabric of her dress is gathered in bunches around her hips, her ass sticking out over the edge of the bed, two round mouth watering globes of flesh.
Grabbing one cheek in each hand, I lower my shaft to that beautiful fuck-me place between her cheeks, pressing down on her curvy flesh as I grind back and forth.
Her hole is right there. Slip in. Fuck her now.
I grind faster and faster as she moans, she turns and looks at me with those wide startled eyes of hers.
The sensations coursing up and down my shaft are electric, the tip of my cock tingling like electricity is shooting through me.
Time loses all meaning as I grind faster and harder, everything in me honed down to the feeling of her against my cock, to the sight of her flesh rippling alluringly.
“Fuck, fuck,” I snarl, as a hot stream of come erupts from my dick and shoots all over her lower back and her ass, making it glisten like a work of art made for me, and me alone.
She gasps and collapses onto the bed when I’m done, rolls over, and stares up at me.
There’s something so damn sexy about her naked legs and pink hole poking out from all that fabric, like she’s a half-unwrapped gift, waiting for me to tear away the rest of the wrapping.