Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 15143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
“Too cold, little fairy?”
“Yes. So why don’t you set my body on fire, Tyler?”
My little fairy has demands, and I’ll never say no to her. Not while I’m still breathing.
I wrap one hand around her throat to tilt her face up for another kiss that leaves both of us breathless. My cock strains against my zipper, and I don’t know how much longer I can contain the beast inside me.
I want to prolong this moment, but my whole body thrums with need, and Maura has been instinctively grinding against me.
Nipping the skin on her bare shoulder, I unbuckle my pants with one hand and let them fall to the stone flooring and pool around my ankles. The cool wind whips against my now-bare legs, but I ignore it.
I dip a finger inside her thin panties, only to find her drenched. Because of fucking course.
I slip my cock free from my boxers and wedge the tip against her entrance, already forcing myself to go slow. I’m not even sure she can take all of me.
Maura’s so tiny I’m afraid to break her in half.
“I need you inside me, Tyler. Please. I need that cock.”
Maura saying ‘cock’ undoes me. She’s always so prim and proper in front of everyone else, but when it’s just her and me, her inner slut always comes out. I love it. I’m addicted to that side of her.
Hooking her panties to the side, the head slides in easily enough, and I grit my teeth, terrified that I might come from this alone. I knew it was going to be a tight fit, but I couldn’t have imagined just how good she would feel around me.
She helps me along because she uses her heels as an anchor on my back to push my cock deeper inside her walls. Fuck me.
“You take me so well, little fairy.”
The words spur her on because she meets me halfway and takes more and more of me until I’m fully seated in her pussy.
“Ah fuck,” I groan, no longer feeling the cold.
My hands go to her thighs, and I watch myself slide in and out of her, my shaft coated with her juices. As much as I want to be rough with her, I can’t. She’s too small for me, and I don’t want to hurt her.
Maura senses my trepidation because her arms tighten around my neck, and she sucks in my earlobe. “Fuck me like you mean it, Tyler. I won’t break.”
My control snaps, and electricity pulses in my veins.
With a snarl, I pound her. Relentlessly. Mercilessly. Instead of telling me to go slow, Maura circles her hips and meets my thrusts, bouncing on my cock like the good girl she is.
“I’m coming, Tyler. I’m co—”
Maura doesn’t finish her sentence. She stiffens in my arms before her legs tremble, and she throws her head back, letting out a low whimper that only makes me twitch inside her. That sound and the way she suctions around me push me to the edge, and my muscles tense. I pull her to me and bruise her lips with the force of mine as I sink into her over and over to drain my cock.
She goes limp and boneless, but she smiles at me. A smile that stops my heart.
Jesus. I have never felt so alive.
7
MAURA
Throughout my life, I spoke and behaved the way people expected me to. As the future CEO of my family’s real estate empire, I wasn’t supposed to laugh too loudly, act too rowdy, or even hang out with the wrong crowd.
It wasn’t something enforced on me by my parents, but it felt kind of a given. I mean, my tutors drilled those things into me.
And then I met Tyler.
Everything happened too fast, too soon, and yet, I didn’t feel an ounce of regret. I didn’t feel anything other than happiness and elation. Like I was floating on cloud nine.
Even the incident at my birthday party couldn’t dampen my spirits. Initially, I thought my attraction to Tyler was purely physical. He was, after all, the hottest man I’d ever met.
But then, even after the mind-blowing, toe-curling sex, I wanted him so much more. I liked talking to him. I liked spending time with him. I even enjoyed hanging out at his studio and chatting with Erika.
Part of me felt scared that I was throwing everything into this, but I had never felt anything remotely close to this before. Back in high school, I accepted the possible fate of getting married for convenience. Now, I don’t think so anymore. I don’t want anything less than what Tyler can give me.
And my heart always feels full with him, even when he’s looking at me like I’ve lost my mind.
“A tattoo? You want a tattoo?” he asks for what’s possibly the thousandth time in the last five minutes.