Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 94921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94921 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 475(@200wpm)___ 380(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
But he knew he was already addicted by that one taste. He loved the soft sounds of her voice as she came, his name spilling from her lips. How her body seemed to take over, and be in complete control of her responses.
“Please!”
Hunter moved up her body. Even though he’d stopped licking her cunt, he’d not stopped teasing her. Harlow was still dealing with the aftershocks of her release, and he continued to tease her body, playing with her exactly the way he knew would drive her release higher.
Virgins felt pain. A first time was never good. He needed her soaking wet, but also so distracted that as he took her virginity, she wouldn’t feel much pain.
Hunter moved up between her thighs, and this is what made him even more of an asshole. He should wear a condom. He’d not asked her about birth control, but he had never been with a woman bareback. Here came the asshole.
Harlow was the first woman he’d been with who hadn’t been with another man. There was no doubt to him. She had no reason to lie, but also, the past couple of years, he had watched her. She didn’t give any man the time or day. He also saw that she wasn’t interested in them either. There was no flirting, no long, drawn looks. She tended to treat men like her brothers.
Unlike him. Harlow didn’t look at him like a brother. She looked at him like a man she wanted to play with.
The moment he fucked her, he knew that line was crossed. Even licking her cunt had drawn him to the line. He’d not gone over it. They were still petering at the edge. The moment his dick slid inside her tight, hot cunt, then he’d be well over the line and there’d be no turning back. Big Dick would kill him. The club would hate him. But he didn’t give a shit.
Two years he’d held temptation at bay. He had tried to ignore her, think of her like a sister, do anything and everything to stop these feelings, but he couldn’t do it. Harlow was under his skin, and this was the next step.
He grabbed the base of his cock with the hand that wasn’t touching her pussy. Hunter had to act quickly, and he stopped stroking her clit, pressed the tip of his cock at her entrance, and then slammed balls-deep inside her. Much to his surprise, he felt her virginity. He felt the flesh give way as he penetrated her body.
Harlow cried out. She tensed beneath him, and with his cock buried balls-deep inside her, he grabbed her hands and pressed them either side of her head. He moved his body over her, keeping her in place.
Harlow wriggled, but her strength was no match for him. He was stronger, bigger, and he held her down.
“You’re no longer a virgin,” he said, after several seconds had passed.
She didn’t move. He heard her breath, slightly wobbly as she breathed in and out. He had hurt her, there was no doubt about that. He didn’t want to hurt her, but for her to have what she wanted, there was going to be pain, and he couldn’t stop that.
Hunter didn’t move. She stopped fighting him and he lifted up to look down into her eyes. There were tears glistening in their depths.
“Does it still hurt?” he asked.
Her teeth were sunk in her bottom lip and she shook her head. Silence. He didn’t want her to be silent.
Hunter lifted up, but he didn’t move his pelvis, just kept himself still. Her pussy was so incredibly tight. Tighter than he imagined it would be. He felt every single pulse and ripple as she got used to the feel of his length deep inside her.
“Talk to me, Harlow,” he said.
She released her lip, opened her mouth, and no sound came out. She didn’t say a word and then closed her lips.
He let go of her hands, placed one on the bed beside her head, and cupped her face with the other, stroking his thumb across the bottom lip. “Have I stunned you to silence?” he asked.
Harlow surprised him by swiping her tongue across the tip of his thumb.
“I’m not silent,” she said.
“You speak.”
“I … this is … new.”
“Do you hate it?” he asked.
She pressed her lips together and shook her head. “No, I don’t hate it.”
“I told you there would be pain,” he said.
“I know.”
“But?”
“No but, I … it hurt, and now it doesn’t hurt and I’m just trying to get used to everything.”
He chuckled.
“Do you talk to all the women in your bed?” Harlow asked.
“No. They know what I want, and there’s no need for talking.”
Harlow nodded her head. “Then stop talking.”
Hunter wasn’t used to being surprised by a woman, but he should have known Harlow would be different. She had been from the start, and it was one of the many things he liked about her. If she didn’t want him to talk, then he was happy to fuck.