Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 103(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
I carry her back to the bed, my lips trailing kisses down her neck as I lower her onto the soft mattress. The room is still dim, but the morning light filtering through the curtains casts a warm glow over her skin.
I don’t know what it is about her—her kindness, her willingness to step in and help when she doesn’t have to—but I can’t stop myself. The moment I kissed her, I felt everything click into place. She’s so generous, so sweet, and I’ve never wanted anyone more in my life.
My hands slide over her body, feeling every curve, every soft inch of her, and I can’t hold back anymore. I pull the blanket away, revealing her to me fully, and my breath catches in my throat. She’s gorgeous—her full breasts, her creamy skin, the way she looks at me like she wants me just as much as I want her.
I kiss her again, harder this time, my hands sliding down to her thighs. I’m already hard, my body aching for her, and when my fingers slip between her legs, I feel how wet she is—how ready she is.
She gasps, her hands clutching at my shoulders as I move against her, my fingers stroking her until she’s trembling in my arms. I can’t stop. I don’t want to stop.
“Cade,” she moans, her voice breathless, needy. The look in her eyes is enough to undo me, and I know there’s no going back now. I need her. Now.
I can't take my eyes off her. The way she lies beneath me, her lips parted, her skin flushed, her dark hair spread across the pillow—she’s like a vision I never thought I’d be lucky enough to see. The weight of this moment presses on me, and yet, I’ve never felt more alive. She’s giving me everything, trusting me completely, and that makes my chest ache with something deeper than lust.
Slowly, I run my hands down the curve of her hips, feeling the softness of her skin beneath my fingers. Her body reacts to my touch, a soft moan escaping her lips, and it sends a rush of heat through me.
“You’re so beautiful,” I murmur against her skin, my voice husky. “Do you know that?”
She shivers at my words, her eyes fluttering closed as my hand moves to cup her breast, feeling her heartbeat beneath my palm. Her body trembles, her breaths coming faster now, and I take my time, letting her feel how much I want her, how much I need her.
Her breasts are soft, perfect, and I take one into my mouth, swirling my tongue over her nipple, teasing her until she moans, her hands clutching at my hair. The sound of her voice, the way her body reacts to me, it’s intoxicating. I want to hear more of that. I want to hear her say my name over and over.
I trail kisses lower, across her stomach, feeling the tension in her muscles as she anticipates my next move. My fingers brush between her legs, and I find her wet, already so ready for me. I groan softly at the feel of her, and when I touch her, just the lightest stroke, her back arches off the bed, a desperate sound escaping her lips.
“Cade,” she breathes, her voice trembling with need.
I want to make this perfect for her. I want her first time to be something she remembers forever, something she craves. So, I take my time, teasing her with my fingers, feeling her body respond to me, her hips moving against my hand. She’s so sensitive, so responsive, and it makes me want her even more.
When I finally position myself between her thighs, I pause for a moment, looking down at her. Her eyes meet mine, wide and full of trust, and it makes me want to hold her, protect her, more than anything. I lean down and kiss her softly, brushing her hair from her face. “If you want to stop, just tell me,” I whisper, my voice full of tenderness.
She shakes her head, her hands gripping my shoulders. “I want this. I want you.”
Her words send a jolt of desire through me, and with that, I slowly press into her, inch by inch, giving her time to adjust to my thick cock. She’s so tight, and the sensation is almost overwhelming. I grit my teeth, holding back, wanting her to feel nothing but pleasure. Her breath hitches, her hands tightening on my arms, but she doesn’t pull away. She’s with me, every step of the way.
I move gently, letting her get used to the feel of me, watching her closely. The way her body reacts to mine, the way her legs wrap around my waist, the soft sounds she makes—it’s everything I’ve ever wanted. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted.
“Are you okay?” I ask, my voice strained as I fight to keep control.