Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 80471 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80471 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
My hands kept exploring. Over her stomach, up her sides, then closing over her breasts, making her head lower, her eyes fluttering open to look at me with a heavy-lidded gaze as I squeezed, rolled, twisted, feeling her writhing against me harder and faster with each new touch.
My cock was drenched with her desire, and it was taking every ounce of self-control I had not to shift her back slightly, and surge inside of her just like this, to feel her tight, wet walls close around me.
Instead, I reached out to the nightstand, fishing out a condom, and breaking it open.
Cinna slid away, giving me space to protect us then fist my cock for her.
“Are you going to ride my cock?” I asked, watching the flames lick higher in her eyes as she lifted up, positioning herself over me, pausing for an agonizing moment, then lowering down, taking me in. “Fuck,” I groaned, feeling her walls close around me inch by inch. “You feel so fucking good.”
Her answering whimper was another jolt of desire through my system as she kept taking me.
“You’re so fucking big,” she whimpered as she paused.
“You can take me,” I assured her, my hands going to her hips. I’d been balls-deep in her not long before. It was the angle that was giving her the feeling like she couldn’t. “See?” I asked, inching my hips upward, pressing deeper, getting a low, deep moan out of her. “Good?” I asked, a satisfied smile tugging at my lips.
“More,” she demanded.
And, fuck, I could give her that.
I dug my hands into her hips, pulling her downward as I thrust up, making her take me to the hilt, getting a surprised gasp.
“Too much?” I asked, holding still.
“Yes,” she admitted, but her walls clenched tight around me. “But I like it,” she added, doing a little roll with her hips.
Then another.
And another.
As she found her rhythm, I started to rock myself up into her over and over, getting sweet little mewling sounds out of her for a few moments before she was riding me harder, faster, and her whimpers became loud moans, filling the room.
“You take my cock so good,” I murmured, watching her tits bounce as she rode me, her movements getting more and more frantic with each passing moment as she got closer and closer until, with a strangled cry, she came, her pussy clenching around me over and over as she fell forward into me, her face in my neck, her body trembling through her release.
I wrapped an arm around her lower back, fucking her through it, then driving her up again, her whimpers against the skin of my neck, her breasts crushed to my chest, trapped against me, helpless to do anything but let me take her there, the second orgasm stronger than the first, making her whole body jolt hard as she cried out against my neck.
“Don’t come,” she demanded, voice breathless. “Not yet,” she added, voice softer as her lips planted soft little kisses up my jaw.
I froze inside of her, knowing I needed to slow down if I was going to be able to follow her orders.
She was being all soft and sweet, and I wanted to know where she was going with this.
I didn’t have Cinna pegged for gentle little kisses. I was pretty sure she didn’t even have herself pegged as a woman who did that kind of thing.
We were both in uncharted territory with it together.
All I knew was I was all too fucking happy to let her experiment and explore with me as I felt her warm breath on the shell of my ear before she snagged the lobe with her teeth before making her way back down my jaw then, finally, pressing her lips to mine.
There was no hunger in her kiss right then.
It was something intimate and a little uncertain, soft and sweet. A kiss that was for the sake of itself, not to lead anywhere.
I don’t think I’d ever made out with someone as long as I was with Cinna, my arms sliding up and down her back, sifting through her hair, as my lips felt almost fucking tingly from the kiss.
It was physical, yes, my desire still a live wire through my body, my cock still straining and aching deep inside of her.
But it was something more than that.
Almost like I could feel her sinking into me, little by little, with each passing moment. Until my damn chest felt full of her.
Almost as the thought crossed my mind, like she maybe felt it too, her lips pulled back, her eyes opening, watching me as she did a slow rock with her hips.
We both sucked in deep breaths in unison, something feeling, I don’t know, different. More intense.
Cinna’s dark gaze held mine as she took me in deep again, but just as slowly, something building between us that was more than orgasms, more than I could put into words.