Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
I run my hands through his thick, dark hair, and when he sucks in my clit, my body seizes up and I yank it hard. He lets out a muffled grunt, but his eyes gleam like he enjoys it. Cash’s tongue slips along my lips and plunges deep into me. A low groan of pleasure drifts from his mouth as he laps at my juices furiously, as if he can’t get enough. Cash keeps licking me, sucking on my button, which is growing increasingly sensitive, pushing me toward the brink.
When Cash takes my clit into his mouth at the same time he plunges a pair of fingers deep into me, my eyes fly as wide open as my mouth. A long, quivering cry bursts from my throat and I shake so hard, it feels like I’m having a seizure. Cash keeps sucking on my clit and pumping his fingers into me, prolonging the orgasm that’s gripping me.
Slowly, the sensations begin to ebb and I’m able to catch my breath again. Cash crawls back up my body, his beard glistening with my juices and a hunger in his eyes that nearly steals my breath once more. My thighs are parted wide, and he strokes my slick entrance with the tip of his prick, having it rubbing my still-throbbing button sending tendrils of electricity crackling across my skin. The fire burning in my center is white hot and the anticipation of having him inside of me is so thick, I’m choking on it.
Bracing himself on his arms, Cash hovers above me, never breaking eye contact as he gently rolls his hips, sliding his length into me. He’s so large and I’m still so unaccustomed to having a man inside of me that there’s a slight pinch of pain. It quickly fades though, filling me with a rush of pleasure. His movements are deliberate and tender, and when he’s fully sheathed inside of me, he kisses me in that warm and loving way that makes my heart swell. I slip my hands around the back of his neck, clinging to Cash as he moves within me.
His thick shaft sliding along my wet inner walls with such care and tenderness, coupled with his intense, unwavering eye contact, takes the passion between us to a whole new level. I can see the love he has for me shining brightly in his gaze, and I hope he can see it reflected in mine. Our bodies move together in the slow, gentle rhythm of our love, our moans, sighs, and murmured words blending to fill my ears with an erotic symphony that makes my every nerve ending buzz like they’re live wires.
The rhythm of his cock sliding deep into my core never breaking, Cash leans down and flicks his tongue across my pert nipples then gives them a quick nip, making me squeal in delight. I cling to him, my nails digging into his skin as the fire inside of me burns out of control, threatening to consume me completely. His movements are smooth and deliberate. He’s not moving too hard or too fast. He’s focused on my pleasure. He doesn’t seem to care about his own release or his own pleasure. Only mine.
For the first time since we’ve been together, Cash is silent, but his eyes burn into mine, telling me all that needs to be said. We’ve had sex plenty of times. We’ve fucked many times more than that. But this is different. This is the first time we’ve ever made love. Some might call it semantics. Some might say it’s a distinction without a difference. But they’d be wrong. Sex and fucking are great, and I enjoy them both a lot. But they’re focused on the physical. They’re focused on the sensations and getting each other off.
While the physical sensations and giving each other pleasure are important, what Cash and I are experiencing right now is on another plane. The feelings he’s giving me as he moves within me are transcendent. They’re lighting up my soul and not just my body. Rather than just physical, this is purely emotional. With every tender roll of his hips, we’re deepening the bond and the connection we share. Cash is moving inside of me with a purpose. Our coupling is not just a matter of getting each other off this time. It’s tethering our hearts together more firmly.
Cash kisses me again and his cock swells inside of me. My inner muscles tighten and spasm as he grunts, growing ever closer to his climax, filling me with heat and light, and pushing me toward the brink as well. Our lips brush and the tips of our tongues touch, both of us moaning as the ecstasy of the moment grips us both even tighter. Cash squeezes his eyes shut and grits his teeth as his rhythm falters. He’s so close but is trying to hold back the inevitable.