Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 84982 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 425(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84982 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 425(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Those fantasies would stay just that. I’d never touch her. I was pretty fucking sure I’d break her. She was too tiny, and the things I wanted weren’t for a little thing like her. Lately, she’d been the reason I closed my eyes when I got off inside a female. Thinking about her face made the orgasm more powerful. Another thing I couldn’t quite figure out the reason behind. It wasn’t like I wanted an inexperienced cunt, but, damn, the thought of fucking her worked me up.
She picked up the remote and turned off the television. Hopefully, she was going to get up or at least close her fucking legs. My dick needed to go down, and I needed to leave. I watched her as she looked out the window again. Then, she sighed heavily, causing her tits to rise and fall underneath that snug tank top she had on. I dropped my gaze back to her cunt and saw her hand moving, and then her fingertips slid down between her lips, shoving the strip of fabric that had been wedged in them to the side.
Jesus Christ. Was she about to get herself off? All the times I’d watched her, and not once had she even come close to doing this.
Her middle finger sank inside her tight hole, and my hands were at the button on my jeans immediately. When I glanced up at her face, she laid her head back on the sofa and closed her eyes. Those plump lips of hers were slightly parted.
I jerked my zipper down and pulled out my fully erect dick. Probably should leave, but I wasn’t going to. Her body shifted, and I dropped my gaze to see she’d uncrossed her legs and had them wide open now with her feet up on the sofa and knees bent. I squeezed my dick, then began to pump as I watched, completely fascinated. Moving closer to the house but staying out of her view, I could hear my own heavy breathing.
I wanted to hear hers. Listen to the sounds she made when she got off.
I could see the thin patch of hair now. She wasn’t completely bare. Just shaved.
She licked her lips.
“You’re playing with fire, little doll,” I whispered.
She didn’t need to let me see this, but then again, she didn’t realize I was out here. Her small hand began to work faster, then slid out and moved to her clit.
Ah, fuck, yeah, play with that little hot spot. Show me how you look when you come.
Anger stirred in my chest as the thought taunted me that she might not be as pure as I’d thought. Had a man touched her there? Had one seen her like this? I’d made sure to keep them away from her. She dated until I thought they were going in that direction. Then, I got rid of them.
Her body jerked then, and my eyes shot back up to her face. That pretty mouth was open now, and although I couldn’t hear her, I knew she was crying out. Another twitch, and then she relaxed and let out a sigh.
She had better be the only one touching her pussy.
Clenching my jaw, I slowed my fist. I wasn’t going to finish this here. I’d finish later in a hot mouth.
Dropping my gaze to her pussy one more time, I caught her hand as she lifted it up, and my eyes followed her movement. She looked at the wetness on her finger, and I squeezed my cock again, not able to release it. Then, she slipped her finger between her lips and sucked.
My body tensed and then shook as I shot a load onto the grass. Groaning, I pumped three more thick spurts of cum out. My knees felt weak, so I leaned back on the tree as I watched her finger pop out of her mouth, and then she stood up, giving me one last view of her perfect, compact little body.
Whatever fucker had taught her how to do that, I was going to kill them.
• Ten •
I never knew if he was going to acknowledge me or not.
Capri
I should have left early and dealt with my parents’ wrath. I was a grown woman, and allowing them to have any control over me was ridiculous. Unfortunately, I was a people pleaser by nature, and I had stayed at church until the service was over. I’d spoken to my parents, other members of the congregation, Esther, and not gotten out of there fast enough. Without even looking, I could feel my mother’s eyes on me as Haines stepped in my path.
Honestly, he wasn’t a bad-looking man. He had that clean-cut look. His hair was always styled perfectly; his face was smooth, as if it had been freshly shaven; no bloodshot eyes from too much drinking the night before; and of course, straight pearly-white teeth that I swore had to be veneers. No one’s teeth looked that perfect.