Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 32396 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32396 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Slowly, she began to sit on his cock, and inch by inch, he sunk inside her tight heat. That first time, he didn’t really get the chance to enjoy being within her tight cunt, as he’d been dealing with her screaming, and then the blood.
This was different. Beth didn’t scream. She took her time, and the temptation to grab her hips and pull her down on his cock was strong, but he knew this had to be at her pace, not his. This was her journey.
With several inches of his cock already inside her, she put her hands on his shoulder, and then she thrust down, taking him by surprise. He growled her name and Beth whimpered his.
This time, he couldn’t keep his hands off her. Starting at her shoulders, he slowly slid them down, going toward her hips, and then her ass, gripping the full flesh. She was more than a generous handful.
“Does it hurt?” he asked.
“No.”
“Are you sore?”
“No.”
“How does it feel?” he asked.
“It feels … so good. I don’t want you to stop.” Her hands went from his chest, going straight up to hold onto his shoulders.
“Ride my cock,” he said.
She did, working up his length, to the very tip, then sliding back down again. He had no choice but to grit his teeth in the hope of holding onto control. He felt like he was close to losing it. Her pussy was so tight wrapped around his cock. Her tits gave a slight bounce with every thrust.
She started to speed up and now Rome didn’t have a choice. He moved his grip to her hips and guided her over his cock, allowing her to take as much of it as she could.
“That’s it, baby, ride my cock.”
He watched her, unable to look away as she took her pleasure. It was the pleasure she deserved, and she sunk her teeth into her bottom lip, trying to contain the sound.
He let go of her hip and cupped her cheek, using his thumb to pull that lip from between her teeth.
“No, you don’t get to control those sounds. They’re for me, Beth. Let me hear what my cock is doing to you.”
She gasped as he returned his grip to her hips and pulled her down, making her take every inch of him. He was so close to his release, there was no way to hold back. He gritted his teeth, drawing her back down his length, until he finally spilled every drop of his cum deep inside her.
Rome was aware of two things: one, she felt so fucking incredible; and two, he wasn’t wearing a condom. The third thing he became aware of quickly was that he didn’t give a fuck he’d filled her with his seed. Beth didn’t belong to anyone else. She was his. All his.
He’d never had a woman that belonged to him, and staring into those lust-filled eyes, he knew he could get used to it.
With his cock still balls-deep inside her, he eased her back just a bit and slid his fingers between his lips. Once he had them nice and wet, he slid them down toward her pussy and began to stroke across her clit, drawing back and forth, watching her reaction as he did so.
He felt her tight pussy squeeze his cock, and just a moment ago, he was going flaccid but now he felt himself getting harder. Beth was so close, and rather than tease her to the point she couldn’t stand it, he danced her right across the peak, hearing her scream his name as she came all over his cock.
Her orgasm ignited his own need, and he wanted to fuck her all over again.
Chapter Six
“What is it about the gardens?” Rome asked.
Beth spun toward his voice. He’d been gone this morning, and she hadn’t expected to see him all day. After enjoying her breakfast of tea and toast, she’d decided to head back out to the garden.
She had been at Rome’s now a grand total of five days. Each day, whether it was raining or not, she would try to venture out at least once. She loved being out in the open and feeling the grass beneath her feet. Last night there had been a lot of rain, and she knew her feet were covered in grass and dirt.
“What are you doing here?” she asked.
“I live here.”
She chuckled. “Good response.”
“So, tell me, what is it about the gardens?” he asked.
She smiled at him. “Don’t you think they’re beautiful?”
“I do.”
“And you need more of a reason for me to want to be outside?”
“Yes.”
She folded her arms across her chest. She had come to see this about Rome—he needed answers to everything or at the very least, explanations as to why she did certain things.
“I don’t really know why I come out here, I just know I love being out here. When Ben and I were with our parents, we lived in a horrible place. The neighborhood was beat down and most of the people had given up. We did have a small lawn. It wasn’t much, but it was small, and since we left, I haven’t had the time to just walk over grass. I know it is stupid as we have small parks and places you can go, but I work a lot. When you’re tired, it’s hard to appreciate the little things, you know?” she asked.