Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 22517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
“Pull up your dress,” I growl as the need intensifies. “Show me your pussy.”
Her cheeks get redder as she grabs onto her dress.
I drop to my knees in front of her. My pulse is thundering in my ears. My mouth is salivating the closer I get. My whole body is burning and aching to taste her most intimate area. The area she kept safe and untouched for me.
“Pull up that dress,” I command in a deep authoritative voice. “Show your mate your juicy little cunt.”
She swallows hard and starts to pull it up. My eyes drop between her legs, waiting to see the treasure revealed.
The wet material of her dress drags over her pussy as she reveals herself to me.
“Fuck,” I whisper as I stare at her cunt in awe. Blonde curls, pink silky folds, and a tight little virgin hole waiting for me to defile.
“You’re fucking stunning,” I tell her as I run my hand over my face, not quite believing the tempting sight in front of me.
“Lean back,” I growl as I grab under her thighs. She reclines on the rock and I pin her legs back so she’s showing me everything. There’s nothing left to my imagination. I can see every beautiful inch of her.
“Do you like it when I look at you?” I ask in a deep throaty voice. “Do you like showing your man your juicy little pussy?”
Her cheeks are crimson red, but her eyes are alive with lust. I can see that she’s loving it even though she might be shy.
“I do,” she whispers in a sweet little voice that’s in stark contrast to the erotic scene in front of me.
“Good,” I growl. “Because not one day will pass without me in front of it. You understand that, Layla? You’re my mate now. This pussy is mine. I’m going to admire it, touch it, lick it, and fuck it whenever I want. You think those guys in your books are insatiable? You think they like it dirty? You have no fucking idea.”
I lunge in and devour her cunt.
She screams into the forest so loudly I hear animals scurrying away.
Twenty-seven years I’ve been waiting for this moment. Twenty-seven years I’ve been wanting to taste my mate.
My tongue slides all over her, in her, around her as she moans and writhes on the rock. I’m not going easy for our first time. I’m ravenous.
“Oh,” she whimpers and moans over and over as she squeezes her tits and sways her hips. I plunge my tongue deep into her tight wet hole and spin it around.
Fuck, she tastes sweet. Juicy and succulent as a peach.
My cock is throbbing so hard I have to stroke it as I eat her out.
It’s not long before I feel the tingling emanating from my core. I’m going to fucking cum.
“Cum on my lips,” I growl between deep licks. “I want to taste your sweet cream. I want to drown in it.”
She’s writhing and jerking around on the rock so hard I’m worried her back is going to be bruised.
“That’s it,” I say, urging her on as I wrap my arm around her thigh and pull her pussy to my mouth. I want to taste as much of it as I can while she cums on my tongue for the first time.
I suck on her clit and run my mouth and chin all over her, getting soaked with her juices.
“Cum on me,” I demand as I stroke my dick with long forceful pumps of my fist.
“Oh!” she cries out. “Oh, it’s coming. I’m cumming!”
Her back arches and she screams out as she cums hard. Slick pussy juice leaks onto my lips and down my chin as I hold her cunt against my mouth.
She tastes divine. She’s fucking magical.
I pump my fist up and down my shaft until I cum all over the forest ground. It mixes with the rain and washes away as her legs tremble on my shoulders.
“Mmmmm,” I moan as I pull away, keeping my heated eyes on her cunt. I can still taste her and smell her. I never want to wash it off.
She’s covering her eyes and trying to catch her breath. Her dress is still hiked up onto her stomach and I love that she’s not trying to hide herself. She’s too rocked by her intense orgasm to be shy.
“That’s my girl,” I whisper as I take her into my arms to carry her the rest of the way.
With every step, I fall deeper in love. With every mile, I get a little more consumed by this perfect girl.
And by the time I arrive at my log cabin, I’m utterly and completely obsessed.
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Layla
“This is your place?” I ask as Oliver carries me right up to the beautiful log cabin. It’s so cute all nestled away in the mountains. It looks like he cleared the area of trees to get some sunlight and he built a wrap-around porch around it. I can’t wait to see it during the day.