Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 164459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 822(@200wpm)___ 658(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 164459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 822(@200wpm)___ 658(@250wpm)___ 548(@300wpm)
This short skirt she wore, her legs on full display as well as her bust, was making my cock throb like a bitch. Her skin looked so silky and smooth beneath the moonlight, begging for me to taste it.
My eyes moved up to hers, and she watched me closely.
“Gonna kiss you here,” I groaned.
“Okay,” she whispered.
“Don’t gasp.”
She looked confused, but I didn’t give her much time to let it sink in. My mouth touched the curve of her bosom, and I sucked, moving my tongue between the crease. And, just like I told her not to do, she gasped and her back bowed against the seat.
Too innocent.
That’s what she was.
She’d never been played with like this. I could tell.
An amateur at best, and that was more than okay with me.
“Told you not to gasp,” I grumbled.
“I couldn’t help it,” she panted.
I smirked. “You’ve never had this done to you before, have you?”
She shook her head, her face tinged red. “No.” She seemed ashamed to admit it.
“That’s a good thing, Jenny.” My hands locked around her wrists and I slid up, my chest above hers.
“How is that a good thing?”
“I get to be the first to tease you and mean it. That’s always a good thing.”
Her doe eyes locked with mine, the brown so bright and clear. I could feel myself straining in my pants now, just from the mere thought of knowing she’d never been touched this way before.
There was something about it—being the first to leave a mark. Being the first to take control. What made it so fucking thrilling was the fact that even if she were to move on from me later on, no one would be able to compare to me.
I knew it.
She knew it.
Jenny rocked her groin on mine, her arms wrapping around the back of my neck. She hauled me down and my foot hit the door, the gesture taking me by surprise.
She wanted me inside her…but it was too soon.
Way too soon.
So, instead I kissed her. I crushed her lips, a fierceness sweeping through the car and throughout my body. It seared us both, the heat of it landing right at the tip of my cock.
I grinded between her thighs, losing all sense of control.
I could feel the heat of her down there, so hot and ready.
I needed to feel how wet she was, her warmth wrapped tight around my finger. One of my hands slid between her thighs as I moved over. My fingers moved her panties aside, and then dipped between her other lips.
Her mouth parted, and she released a heavy breath as I sank my finger deeper. My thumb pressed on her smooth, round clit, the combination sending her over the edge.
I was right. She was so wet for me. More than ready.
I fully lost all control when her tongue swept over mine, and the taste on her tongue was so sweet I wanted to take her right there.
Right there in my truck.
I wanted to hear her breathe my name.
I wanted to hear her scream—hear her moan so loudly that someone outside the truck would hear.
I wanted to fucking own every part of Jenny Roscoe, but I knew it couldn’t happen. This was as far as I could go—at least for right now.
First day. First impressions. All that other shit.
I didn’t want her to get bored of me too quickly. But she felt good wrapped around my finger, her pussy so tight. I could only imagine it gripping my cock when it came down to it.
She reached down to lift the hem of my shirt. I struggled to pull it back down with my free hand. She managed to bring it up anyway, and I grunted as she wrapped her arm around my lower back and tugged me close, causing my finger to drive deeper.
“Jenny,” I groaned between kisses.
“Hmm?”
“What are you doing?”
She broke the kiss, her lips so pink I wanted to say fuck it and continue. “What do you mean?” she asked.
“Taking my shirt off?” My right cheek quirked upwards as I pulled my finger away.
“I’m sorry. I got carried away. I just wanted to see,” she confided.
“My body?”
“Yes.” Her face filled with shame. She started to cover it with her hands but I pulled them away before she could.
“You wanna see me?”
She bobbed her head.
“That’s it?”
She nodded again, eager this time when I grabbed the hem of it.
“Alright.” Tugging the shirt over my head, I tossed it above the steering wheel and then looked down at her. “Good enough for you?”
She blushed. “Can I… touch?”
I laughed. “We’ve been touching each other all night. I don’t see why not.”
Her fingers ran across my chest, down the middle of my abs and then across the V. “I can’t wait to brag to Kylie about this,” she admitted.
I smirked. “All done here?”