Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 172(@200wpm)___ 138(@250wpm)___ 115(@300wpm)
She was going to drive him wild with all the things he wanted to share with her.
Never had he felt so drawn to a woman. He waited for her to come down from her orgasm before letting her go. Then he picked up the soap and washed her body.
She still held his dick, and he released her.
Valentina spun toward him, and he cupped her face and kissed her like he had wanted to in church, but had shown her respect in front of their families. He slid his tongue across her lips. Much to his surprise, she opened up, and he plundered inside, tracing her mouth.
She wrapped her hands around his neck, pressing her body against his, and he felt so utterly consumed with need. After breaking from the kiss, he bent down and picked up the soap he’d dropped in his desperation to kiss her, and began to wash her body.
He didn’t take his time. Now was not the time to explore every single inch of her, even though he wanted to. With her body thoroughly washed, he grabbed the shampoo, poured some into his palm, then rubbed it into her hair and scalp.
She groaned. The deep sound made his cock ache.
Soon, he was going to have those lips wrapped around his dick as he got her to moan. He might even lick her pussy as she sucked his cock. So many possibilities, and he had to be patient to try them all.
Once he’d rinsed the shampoo out of her hair, he moved on to the conditioner. He was about to leave the shower when Valentina took his hand and stopped him from going anywhere.
“It’s your turn,” she said.
To reach for the soap, she had no choice but to press her body against his. He wanted to argue with her, but at the same time, he wanted those hands on his body.
Was that such a bad thing?
The moment she touched him, he was in fucking heaven.
She was much smaller than him, but he stood perfectly still, allowing her to get used to him.
Valentina didn’t use a sponge, just the soap and her hands. When it came time to clean his dick, he had no choice but to take control, to show her what to do, and it only lasted a couple of seconds.
When he had to do his hair, he was taller than her, so he grabbed the conditioner and took care of it himself, all too aware of her gaze on him.
With them both washed, it was time for them to be together. He turned off the shower and led her, still dripping with water toward the bedroom.
“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he said.
Valentina didn’t say a single word as he nudged her to the bed.
They moved up, and Valentina collapsed onto the pillows. Her body seemed to go tense.
He pressed his lips against her neck, breathing against her ear. “This time, it’s going to hurt. I can’t stop that, but I will make it good for you. You can’t be scared of me.”
“I’m not afraid of you.”
He pulled back, not entirely believing her.
With the look in her eye, he had to wonder, but no, there was no way for her to be afraid. He placed his palm against her cheek and dropped a kiss on her lips. “Spread your legs.”
She hesitated for a second but opened her legs wider.
He reached down, holding his length, and he didn’t just tear into her, making her his wife. He took his time, allowing her to become accustomed to the feel of him. Bumping her clit with the swollen head, he saw her teeth sink into her lip as she tried to contain her moans.
“Let me hear you, baby. I want to know every single sound. I want this to be good for you.”
She gasped.
His name once again spilled from her lips.
He loved that.
No other man’s name filled the air.
Just him.
All of him.
And that was the way it was going to be.
Gripping his cock, he slid down toward her entrance. Her cherry. No one else had claimed this. No one would ever know this cunt, not like him.
Staring into her blue eyes, so like the ocean, mesmerizing, making him fall for her in more ways than she even realized, he tensed up. Then he slammed deep, feeling the thin wall of her virginity tear and give way beneath him. The scream that fell from her lips would stay with him forever.
The moment he was balls deep inside her, he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her and hating himself for the pain he’d caused this woman. She didn’t deserve it, but Giovanni couldn’t deny the primal pride that flooded him at knowing he had finally taken her virginity. His claim on her was complete.
He didn’t stop kissing her. Not for the longest of times.