Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 14190 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 71(@200wpm)___ 57(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 14190 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 71(@200wpm)___ 57(@250wpm)___ 47(@300wpm)
No.
I am a man and I only want one thing.
Her.
A thought niggles in my brain. Maybe if I made her feel so good, she wouldn’t want another man. Maybe if I show her I can take care of her nicely in bed, she wouldn’t bother with that ex-roommate’s brother. Maybe … maybe she can be mine. Only mine.
Tugging my boxers down, I hold her gaze and wrap a hand around my rock-hard erection. The way she licks her lips almost pushes me to the edge, but I have to get a grip on myself. I have one mission—to make her come harder than before. And I’m gonna focus all my energy on pleasing her.
I won’t stop until I accomplish that.
“Let’s take you out of that dress first,” I tell her and lift the dress over her head. It joins the pile on the floor with a splat.
Seeing her naked will forever be burned into my brain. Those tits she used to call ‘small’ but actually fit perfectly in my palm. Those delicious curves and dips I want to explore so badly. That tiny scar on her stomach after her emergency appendectomy in eighth grade.
Everything about her is beautiful.
And now it’s getting increasingly hard to keep my hands to myself.
As if propelled by some unknown force, I kneel on the bed, the mattress dipping under my weight. My hands run up her legs and thighs until I reach the junction. My fingers massage her pussy, which now glistens—from the rain or arousal, I’m not sure.
When I graze the slit with my middle finger, Allie bows off the bed, her fingers clutching the sheets. “Oh God.”
The dust tickles my nose, but I ignore it. No one and nothing can keep me away from her pussy right now.
I position myself in front of her, widening her legs, and wedge the tip at her entrance. Fucking hell. I can come from this alone. Slowly, I slide inside of her. She’s so tight that I have to be extra mindful of the way I move my hips forward, but it helps that she’s soaking wet.
When the head is fully sheathed inside her, I raise my gaze, only to find her with her head thrown back, her hands squeezing her tits.
Holy shit.
Those should be my hands and mouth, so I grab both wrists and trap them above her head with my hands. My cock hits her barrier, and I bury my face in her chest, taking one pebbled nipple into my mouth and sucking on it. Her moans only make my cock twitch. I run my tongue along the valley between her breasts before I suck on the other nipple and give it the same attention.
She manages to pull her hands back, and her fingers go to the back of my head, pushing my mouth to take more of her.
So I do. My hands find her breasts, squeezing, kneading, pinching the nipples, while I graze the sensitive spot on her neck with my tongue, running along the tendons until I reach her earlobe. I nip the soft skin before swirling my tongue along the shell. “This is gonna hurt a little, Bun, and I’m sorry but there’s no other way around it.”
“O-oka—”
She doesn’t finish it because I slam into her, tearing her hymen and burying myself to the hilt. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
“Are you okay? Bun, how do you feel?” My eyes scan her features but save for the lip biting, there’s no other indication that she’s in pain.
“I’m okay. Please don’t stop.” She punctuates it by rotating her hips, and it’s all I can do not to spill my seed inside her. It’s all the encouragement I need.
Slowly and without any sense of urgency, I slip in and out of her, watching her face the whole time.
“Stop staring at me, Tristan. Suck my tits and fuck me.”
Something explodes within me. The fraying thread of control snaps, and I feel a roaring in my chest.
Grabbing her hips and pulling her to me, I ram forward and begin fucking her in earnest.
“Yes, yes! God, yes. Harder, Tristan!”
I tunnel my fingers through her hair and kiss her roughly, biting and sucking her lower lip while pounding her into a moaning, trembling mess. In return, she drags her nails along my arms and tries to meet my drives even though it’s hard for her to move.
“Tristan, I-I’m coming.”
I don’t change my rhythm, but I pull back just enough to see her face twist into one of absolute ecstasy. Her eyes snap shut, lips screaming my name. Yes, screaming. Because despite the noise of the rain outside, her voice echoes around the room.
That’s it. I don’t think I can stave off the orgasm any longer.
I flip her onto her stomach and yank her against my body. With Allie on her knees and her ass in the air, I slide into her tight walls with ease. My hips begin to rut wildly, hands roughly cupping her tits, teeth biting her shoulder. My spine tightens as I get thicker inside of her.