Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24314 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 122(@200wpm)___ 97(@250wpm)___ 81(@300wpm)
“Am I stretching you good, baby?”
She nods and licks her lips. “God. Yes.”
I give one last thrust, burying myself to the hilt inside of her, feeling her muscles tighten around my cock. I slip my hands under her ass, curl my fingers around the flesh, and in one move, I roll onto my back so she’s now straddling me. She has her legs spread wide on either side of me, her hands on my chest, her mouth still parted.
“Ride me, Macy.”
She starts moving, working herself on me. I slip my hands over her hips and clench at the flesh, trying to let her set the pace, but having a hard, fucking time not fucking her raw. Her movements start off slow, but she soon picks up speed.
“That’s it.”
She rises up and then slides all the way down on me. Over and over she does this, gradually going faster with each passing second. For a moment, I lose my control and find myself thrusting up, pushing my cock deep and hard inside of her.
“Braden. Yes.”
As much as I love having her ride me, I’m too far gone right now to let her set the pace.
In a quick move, I have her on her back again, needing to be the one in control. I spear my hands in her hair, tugging at the strands, forcing her head back, her throat arched.
“Yes,” she moans. “More, Braden.”
Leaning down and running my teeth up her neck, I love that a shiver works through her. She has her legs wrapped around my waist, her hands clenching at my biceps.
“Lift those hips, baby. Give it to me.”
She does exactly what I say, grinding herself on me.
Placing my hands on either side of her head, I start moving inside of her fast and hard, not about to prolong this. I feel sweat trickle down my hairline. I’m a greedy bastard when it comes to Macy. I always will be.
I lower my gaze down her body to her breasts, over her belly, and stop at the top of her pussy.
With my cock lodged in her sweet cunt, I know I can’t hold off much longer. I start fucking her good.
“Yes,” she whimpers.
“How does it feel, baby?”
“You stretch me so good.”
I groan when her tight body clenches around me. I move faster and harder, in and out of her, unable to control myself. Her pussy tightens around my shaft, and I grit my teeth. My balls draw up tight with my impending orgasm. Fuck, I’m going to come.
And I’m going to fill her up with my cum, make her take all of it.
No fucking way I’ll last.
She digs her nails into my skin harder, and I hiss out, loving the pain and pleasure that follows.
“Yeah, Macy. Fuck. Yes.”
I look down at where our bodies are connected, then I thrust in deep.
“Yes.” She hisses the word out. “More.” She arches her back, and her breasts rise up, shaking slightly from the force.
I sit back on my knees, curl my hands around her waist, digging my fingers into her pliant, soft flesh, and fuck her. The sloppy, wet sounds of my cock moving in and out of her cunt is an auditory orgasm all its own. I bottom out of her every time I push back inside.
“I’m going to come again.” The way she gasps out those words has my pleasure mounting.
Her pussy muscles milk my dick, tightening and relaxing so that I can’t hold off from coming anymore.
“Fuck. It’s so good.” I jerk against her as I come, emptying myself inside her willing body.
“Fuck.” I continue to thrust into her shallowly, seeing the pleasure on her face, finding my own rise. “I’ll never let you go, baby. I’ll never let anyone else have you.”
“I’m yours,” she moans.
Everything about Macy makes me hard, needy, and possessive. I cup the side of her face. “That’s right. You’re mine.”
She nods and licks her lips.
Leaning over her, I run the tip of my nose up the length of her throat, inhaling deeply. She smells so sweet and clean, and I wish I could mark her, like some kind of animal.
“Christ, baby.” This is what it means to want a woman so badly it eats away at everything else.
And I know it’ll always be this way with her. Always.
I kiss her on the forehead, pull back, and just stare at her for a prolonged second. Fuck, I am so damn lucky to have her. I smooth my hands over the indentation of her spine, along the curve of her ass, and love that her flesh puckers for me. Macy is mine—every part of her is mine and only mine.
She’s pliant beside me, and it makes me feel like a real man to know I’m the one who made her feel this way.
“How do you feel, baby?” I murmur against her skin.