Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 93453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93453 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
“Need you to fuck me, Charlie.” I lick my lips, my hips moving up and down to get his cock more into me. “Need you to fuck me hard.” His fingers move around and around on my clit. My whole body is tight. “Need you to fuck me so hard I feel you when I walk all day long.” I look at his cock half in me, half out of me. “Can you fuck me that hard?” My eyes go from where we’re joined to his eyes. “Can you fuck me that hard? That’s what I want.” He puts his hands by my hips, slamming into me. “Yes,” I say breathlessly.
“Put your legs over my shoulders,” he orders me through clenched teeth and slides so deep into me I feel him at my throat. I’m about to say how good it is, but I can’t because he’s fucking me like he’s never fucked me before. And he’s fucked me hard before, but this, it’s barbaric. Every single time he slams into me, the sound of our skin slapping together fills the room, but he picks up his pace over and over again. “Your pussy is so tight; it’s sucking my cum right out of my balls.” I don’t have to say when I’m going to come because he tells me, “I feel you soaking my cock.” My pussy clenches over and over on his cock. “Running down my balls.” I can’t help but cry out his name. “That’s my girl,” he praises, relentlessly pounding away at me. “Ask me for my cum,” he urges. “Tell me you want my cum in you.” I tilt my hips, hoping he goes even deeper. “Tell me you want me dripping out of your pussy all day long.”
“Yes!” I shout.
“Say it,” he growls, his teeth clenched together.
“I want your cum in me.” I can’t even focus because I feel another orgasm building. “I want to feel you all day long in me. I want your cum in me.” My head goes side to side. “Fuck me harder.”
“Any harder and I’ll fucking break you.” He can’t even talk without panting.
“Then break me.” I reach up and bite him right beside his nipple and that is his last straw. He doesn’t stop, he thrusts into me harder and deeper until we are both going over the ledge. My hips thrust up to meet his until he plants his cock to the hilt, and I feel him coming in me. His mouth finds mine.
My hand leaves the sheet to cup the back of his head. My fingers play with his hair until I feel his twitching cock stop. He pulls his mouth off mine. “Fuck, just came harder than I ever have in my whole life.” He looks down at his cock still buried in me. “And all I want is to fuck you more.”
I giggle. “Is that a bad thing?”
“No, but I’m going to have to fuck you in the shower.”
“Why is that?” I ask, confused since he’s never taken a shower here.
“You want me to go home after staying out all night and smelling of sex?” he asks, and I roll my lips together.
“Good point.” I move my hips, wanting him to fuck me more. “But aren’t you still going to smell like sex if you fuck me in the shower?”
My legs fall off his shoulders, so he wraps one arm around my waist, pushing me onto his cock that is still hard in me, as he gets out of my bed. “One way to find out,” he states, walking to the bathroom, “unless I fuck you and then you get out so I can wash.”
He walks into my small bathroom, which is the size of his walk-in closet. “Or we could just shower.”
My arms loosen from around his neck to hold his shoulders. “Or I fuck you on that counter”—he motions to the counter beside my sink—“and then shower.” I don’t answer him. I don’t have to, my pussy answers for me. “Oh, you like that idea.” He places me down on the edge of the counter, and I put my foot up on both sides. “Fuck, open for me.” He pulls out his cock to the tip before he slides it back in. His hands go to the sides of my neck. “Last time was hard,” he murmurs softly, “so this time I’m taking my time.”
“Don’t you have to get home?” I ask before his mouth finds mine.
“Don’t care.” That’s the last thing he says, and the shower runs while he fucks me, taking his time. By the time he finishes, I’ve come five times and he’s come twice. The water is ice cold by the time he finally pulls out of me and steps in the shower. “Fuck, it’s like an ice bath.”