Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55765 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55765 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
My head starts to get light. I need to go up for air, but I’m too possessed by her body. She’s close. I can feel it in the way she shakes for me. I can hear it in the muffled moans coming at me from above the surface. Ignoring the lightness in my head, I squeeze her thick ass harder, lick her clit fiercer, and drive my finger deep into her tight, young slit.
My heart starts to hammer in my body, in my skull, willing me to go up, but I refuse to. Not until I feel her cream for me. She squeezes her legs around my head like she wants to trap me here. I slip my finger all the way. Her insides are so damn warm, so inviting. Her clit feels like it gets bigger in my mouth.
Air bubbles escape me, but still, I won’t go up. I own her slit. She almost screams when the orgasm hits her. It’s like she’s pissed at herself, but she can’t stop. Her hips writhe against me, chasing the pleasure. I suck her clit and push my tongue against it, my head so light I almost pass out.
Suddenly, my survival instinct sends me to the surface. I gasp, sucking in big gulps of air. At the same time, I press my hand against my woman’s core. I palm her eager pussy. She’s still orgasming and rocking. There’s no way I won’t take her the rest of the way.
She collapses against me after ten more seconds, biting down on my cheek. “Oh my god,” she whispers. “You almost drowned.”
“It would’ve been worth it,” I growl, grabbing my swim shorts and pulling them down.
“What are you doing?” she says, a moan in her voice.
“I’m going to fuck you hard. Fuck you until I explode in you.” I’m breathless, sounding on the edge.
I grab her shoulders and turn her around. She stares at me with those wide, tempting eyes. Reaching down, I grip my cock, stroking my hand down and my length and then bringing it to her slit under the water.
“Wait,” she moans, reaching back and pushing against me. “That… earlier… It wasn’t just Scrabble.”
“Say it,” I demand, my hand on her hip, ready to pull her against me. “I need to hear it. It’s the only way I’ll stop.”
That sassy glint returns to her eyes. “I’m a virgin. There. Happy now?”
As confusing as it is, yes, I’m very goddamn happy. Somehow, I know that this woman should never touch anybody else. No other man should have the right to move his hands over her curvy body, to feel her tight walls wrapped around his cock.
I glide closer, bringing my tip to her opening. “And you’re not ready to lose it?” I growl.
“I…” She bites down. “We’ve done enough and crossed too many lines already.”
I push against her entrance, but her hole squeezes tight like she doesn’t want to let me in.
“You better give me your hand,” I tell her. “When you stroke my dick, I’ll watch your big, perfect tits shake for me.”
She turns around, her cheeks getting even redder. She can’t imagine how irresistible she is to me when she stares up, excitement and guilt clashing. Her palm wraps around my shaft, warm and shy and filled with lust. She starts stroking me up and down, staring into my eyes. Leaning down, I kiss her again.
“I can taste myself,” she murmurs, pulling away slightly.
“Fuck. That makes me harder.”
“It… does?” She’s still stroking, come rushing up my shaft.
“It’s so dirty.”
She moans, and then she leans up for another kiss. “Then please, Lukas, let me taste my pussy.”
Oh, fuck. Water splashes as she moves her hand faster and faster. If I were inside her sweet slit, I’d try to hold myself back. I’d push until I felt her virgin hole get used to my thickness, but I let myself go. Way too soon, come rushes up my dick and erupts out of my tip.
I growl and wrap my arm around her, holding her against me, her entire body shifting with the frantic movements of her hand pumping seed out of me.
Then it’s over, and my head clears. I float back through the water. Without the come filling me up, I can critically look at what we’ve just done and the lines we just crossed.
She glares up at me as though the spell is broken for her, too.
“Where are my clothes?” she says.
Suddenly, this all seems so seedy and depressing, as if I’ve used her. It’s like we wordlessly agree to pretend this never happened.
“Where are my clothes?” she snaps.
CHAPTER 6
MACI
Sitting in the bedroom, I gnaw my thumbnail down to a stump. It was like some insane spell took hold of us in the swimming pool. We crossed the threshold into some fantasy land. Nobody’s ever looked at me like that before, and truthfully, I wouldn’t want anybody else to look at me like Lukas did.