Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 56005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 280(@200wpm)___ 224(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 280(@200wpm)___ 224(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
Her fingers thread through my hair, tugging lightly, sending a shiver down my spine. She lets out a soft, almost breathless sigh that makes my heart race. “Tripp,” she begins, her voice tinged with a mixture of surprise and admiration, “I’m not often at a loss for words, but what you just said... I’ve never had anyone say something so incredibly romantic to me before. It’s like something straight out of a romance novel, the kind where the words linger long after the pages have been turned.” Her lips meet mine, filled with a passion that makes me feel as if, for just a moment, I’m living in the very stories I write.
Her soft lips against mine suddenly feel different, like something has shifted between us. The kiss, once familiar, now carries a deeper intensity, as if unspoken emotions have finally surfaced. The gentle, breathy sounds she makes in this dark closet feel brand new, sending a thrill through me that I’ve never experienced before. It’s as if the very air around us has changed, charged with a newfound electricity. She must feel it too—this undeniable connection, this unspoken understanding that something between us has evolved into something far more profound.
I reluctantly break the kiss, my breath mingling with hers as I rest my forehead against hers, trying to steady the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me. My heart pounds in my chest, a mix of hope and fear as I softly ask, "Does this mean you feel the same?"
For a moment, there’s nothing but the sound of our breathing in the stillness of the dark closet. Then, I feel the slightest, almost unnoticeable nod of her head, followed by her whisper, “Yes, Tripp.”
Her words, though softly spoken, resonate deeply within me, and a wave of relief and joy washes over me, confirming what I’ve longed to hear.
There’s a lot to figure out and a lot we’ll have to face, but right now, none of that matters. The weight of the world can wait. All I care about is this moment. Right now, I’m going to give my little bunny exactly what I know she’s craving—the touch, the connection, the undeniable passion that we both feel. The anticipation is thick in the air. I feel it in the way she leans into me, and I know that, for now, all we need is each other.
“I’m going to make you come with my fingers because I know you need the relief.” I press a soft kiss to her full lips and grin. “But the next time I make you come it will be with my cock buried deep inside your tight pussy.”
“Oh God,” she moans.
Her back is pressed against the wall and I use one arm under her to keep her there. With the other hand I push her panties to the side and feel how wet she is for me. It gives me a feeling of power knowing how I affect her.
I give no warning as I push two fingers inside her wet pussy.
“Tripp,” she shouts as her head hits the wall.
“Fuck, little bunny, I love hearing my name fall from those sweet lips and I will never say this again but you need to be quiet. The door is closed but this closet isn’t sound proof. Anyone could hear us and as fucking hot as I think that is, I don’t want my family finding out about us like that,” I say, pumping my fingers harder and faster.
“Yes, please don’t stop. I’ll be quiet,” she whispers.
Her words ignite a fire within me, sending a surge of heat through my entire body, making it almost impossible to keep my composure. The intensity of her voice, so close, so intimate, sets my nerves ablaze, and every instinct in me wants to fuck her right here and now.
“When you beg me like that it makes it extremely difficult to keep from fucking you right now, but you deserve so much better than a quick fuck in the closet.” I curl my fingers, hitting the spot I know drives her wild. “At least not for our first time.”
“Tripp, your words alone could make me come,” she quietly moans.
The darkness amplifies everything between us and I can feel her tightening on my fingers already. Her release is cresting and I’m ready to push her over the edge.
I finger fuck her harder and faster, moving my thumb up and rubbing her clit. When I make contact she leans forward, biting down on my shoulder to keep from shouting.
It’s fucking hot.
“My fingers are dripping wet from your greedy pussy. Don’t fight what we both know you need so terribly. Get out of your thoughts and come back to this moment. Let the feelings your body is having take over. I know you’re racing with thoughts of what happens when we walk out of this closet, but right now nothing else matters. Give me your release, Millie. Be the naughty girl I know you are and come on my fingers in this closet.”