Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 49114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
What made goose bumps appear on her skin, what made her move against the sheets, and what made that little sigh of pleasure escape her lips. I took it all in, pushing the boundaries with each move.
She was so caught up in what I was doing to her I doubt she even noticed when I eased her panties down her thighs and tossed them over my shoulder.
Her pussy was covered in a light tuff of hair the same color as the tresses on her head. Her upper thighs were creamy white as if they’d never seen the sun, but it was the lone mole high on her hip that mesmerized me and drew me in
I licked my tongue over the simple beauty mark and felt her tummy tremble under the hand that I had pressed there. I wanted to rush and yet I wanted to savor, to go slow and enjoy every moment with her. And then there’s the fact that this was her awakening.
So as much as I wanted to gorge, to dive into her I made myself go slow and enjoyed it all the more. The fact that I had to go slow, that I had to take better care of her, only made my already heightened senses so much more than they’d ever been before.
Each tingle, each shiver she made, I felt it beneath my hand and lips as I trailed them over her flesh. I kissed the bruises on her arm and hand while my fingers played along the flesh of her soft inner thigh.
She was stiff and tense but I guess it was going to take some time for her to get over her shyness. It was her first time with a man. The reminder made my cock leak and I remembered I was still wearing my slacks and making a mess of them I might add.
I licked from the mole to one of her enticing tits, sucking the nipple into my mouth hard. She writhed against the sheets and keened in the throat while I made love to her tiny morsel.
I nibbled my way down her body until I reached the crease where hip met thigh, and kept her distracted with my mouth on her thigh as I stripped out of my pants, which wasn’t that easy with my twelve-inch cock on hard. He broke out the gate just as her scent reached me and thumped against the mattress.
“Open for me.” I needed to know that she was with me; that her reticence only stemmed from inexperience and not because she didn’t want this. She took her sweet time almost giving me a coronary in the process, but eventually she opened her legs invitingly.
The move was subtle and not by much, but it was enough, it was all that I needed. I pushed them wider with my shoulders and settled myself between them as my heart picked up its rate and I felt like I would die if I didn’t get inside her soon.
I rubbed my nose through the hair covering her pussy taking in her scent and letting all these new surprising feelings wash over me. There were almost too much to hold at once, overwhelming even.
Her pussy was already heating up, I could smell her sweet scent tickle my nose as I sniffed her sex. I couldn’t resist tasting her there with my tongue and she jumped and sighed. I did it again.
Virgin she may be, but her body’s natural sensuality came into play at the first touch of my tongue on her cunt. After the third stroke of my tongue over her dewy flesh she spread even wider and grabbed at me with her hands in my hair.
That was more than enough for me to let go and relax. No longer afraid that I was scaring her, or that she’d bolt. She was letting me know with her body, that she wanted this; that she liked what I was doing to her.
So I took my time and opened her pussy lips, took my time and admired the soft pinkness I found there. I teased one more drop of her essence from her depths with my fingertip before licking it off.
“Ummm.” I wanted more of that taste so lifted her ass in my hands and brought her to my mouth so I could sink my tongue into her deep. I was lost as soon as my tongue made its way into her. Lost in the taste, the touch the feel of her.
I’ve had my share of women, have enjoyed some more than others. But never before have I ever wanted to give one my all. It was a dangerous feeling to be sure, especially since even with the decision I’d made we still barely knew each other, but none of that seemed to matter.