Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46858 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46858 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
He growls and leans down, grabbing my pants and pulling them down my legs. He takes my panties next, pulling them around my ankles, then stares at me like he could never look away.
“I need you,” he growls. “I need to claim you. Forever. For life.”
“I want it,” I whimper, lying back, staring up at him.
I tell myself not to think about his size, not to let myself wonder if he’ll fit.
He’s right. I need to let my body guide me.
My hand reaches down without me even thinking. When I grab onto his cock, he makes the hottest moaning sound, like he’s been waiting his whole life to have my hand wrapped around him.
And he has, we both have.
My hand, the one that made me so self-conscious, strokes his shaft, his precome from his tip to his base, up and down, over and over.
He leans back a little, giving him room to reach down and palm my pussy. The heat gets even more intense.
“Guide me to your virgin entrance,” he says breathily.
“Like this?” I whimper.
He smirks. “I don’t know. But I think so.”
I beam at his words, a reminder we’re sharing this adventure together…that everything we’ve done, everything we’ll ever do, we’ll do together.
I move the helm of his massive dick to my waiting sex as he places his hands on the bed again, holding himself up.
He moans as he pushes forward slowly, my lips parting, my entrance aching.
My mind is a swirling chaotic place of want. My body is buzzing.
He stares down at me as he inches deeper, pushing my lips apart. And then he’s inside me, his cock feeling like it expands as he pushes in, gliding up, my pussy soaked, and his cock slick with precome.
He’s shaking as he leans down, trying to kiss me. But we’re both too caught up in the new sensation for that.
Our teeth click, and we laugh.
“It feels….”
“I know,” I whimper as the discomfort drains away along with any doubt.
“Perfect,” he growls.
“Take it slow,” I murmur, my hands digging into his shoulders, a note of confidence flurrying into me. “But not too slow.”
He arches his back, pushing all the way inside, his helm pressing at my deep-within place.
It’s like he’s telling my body to prepare for our future, our children, and all the joy and perfection we’re going to share.
Then he slides out, making me realize just how good this feels, just how crazy I was for ever doubting it.
Maybe first times are uncomfortable for some women.
But with my overwhelming need to be his, all I can feel is the fusion of our bodies.
He moves quicker, shifting back and forth, his eyes widening as though with surprise and captivation. I’m sure mine are doing the same as we sink into this new feeling together, the friction and the ecstasy of our fusing bodies.
My pussy pulses each time he drives all the way in, his tip pushing against that sweet, tingling place.
His moans of pleasure are just as tempting, how utterly captivated with me he is, how there’s no doubt anymore.
On either side. We’re both sure.
I move my hands down his back, my hips shifting in time with his thrusts as he gets quicker, as our bodies make wet pleasure noises as though singing in celebration at our union.
He grunts, leaning back, his eyes roaming over me. He moves them to my breasts.
He doesn’t have to ask.
I can read him, my man, as easily as any text.
I push my breasts together, massaging my nipples, and his expression tells me that’s exactly what he wanted.
The pressure is getting more pent-up in my pussy, his cock adding to it with each thrust.
We’re moving quickly now like we’ve become one person, our bodies in complete unison. This is how I know we’re meant to be.
First times can’t be this good for everyone, surely….
But for us, our bodies lead the way, like they have a mind of their own.
It’s my core. It’s his seed.
It’s the undeniable importance of what we’re doing.
He leans down, his hard body pushed against me, his breath hot against my neck and my face as I let go of my breasts and hold him tightly. His back muscles swell against my skin like I can feel the pressure of the future bursting out of him.
We stay like that for a long time…I think.
It’s impossible to know.
Each thrust becomes its own universe, the passage of pleasure so enthralling I can’t think about anything else.
I hold him tightly, moaning loudly. He turns his face, and I know what he’s saying.
He wants me to moan directly into his ear. He wants to hear it.
I follow his lead as the pressure builds even more like there’s a tight ball of release, just ready to explode deep within my pussy.
I’m almost screaming now, the sheets sticky with sweat against my back.