Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 20306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 81(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 81(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
He strokes my cheek and gives me a stern look. “I need you, babe. I need you the old-fashioned way. I need to feel your pussy around my cock.”
There’s something brewing inside of him, and I can’t help but smile that he wants to give it all to me, just in a slightly different way than I was planning.
I don’t hesitate. I scramble up on top of him, those strong hands of his roaming up my body. I wiggle those lacy panties down my legs to expose my sex to his, rubbing myself up his thigh until I get to where I need to go. He pulls my tits out of my top, massaging them, zeroing in, squeezing them and letting me feel his oh-so-skillful touch.
His cock pokes at my slit, and I look at him with anticipation. I know he’s aching for me, but I can’t help but run a finger into my own folds, and see how wet I am for this man. The idea of having him do this to me, and the excitement that this is only the beginning. That I will keep getting to have him for decades to come.
As I guide him into me, I shudder with glee as he penetrates me, filling me wholly, so perfectly, as if he was created made just for me to enjoy. We’re so filled with desire for one another already, we quickly start making love in a way that has us both feverish with need. I slide up and down his cock, the fire searing through me with each and every bit of friction between us.
Tristian’s hands grip my waist as he guides me up and down his length, adding his own spice and power to our tryst. He plunges deep into me, driving me to cry out for him. He does it again. And again. We throw each other fully into our passions, letting lust guide us and letting the intense bliss of it all pound through us more and more. Our spirits merge, our love for one another so full and intense.
It doesn’t take much for me to get where he was, lingering right on the edge of orgasm. I ride him hard, his strong arms pulling me up and down his length.
It helps that in the height of all this ecstasy, he puts a single finger on my clit, rubbing me harmonically with our fucking. The little garnish on the top of everything else makes this something incredible.
I can’t take it anymore. I’m shaking, the verge of a climax ravaging me so intensely. I want it. I need it.
And when it finally hits me, fuck. It’s the most intense thing I’ve ever felt in my life.
Until the next time Tristian fucks me and blows my mind.
My lover boy is right there with me. His cock shuddering, spasming, filling me fully with each and every bit of his seed. I scream for him, ringing out my praises for him to be heard by the whole world if they would let me tell them.
Spent, I collapse forward, exhausted, right into his arms. No one tells you how tiring getting married is, and if I didn’t have horniness keeping me awake, I think I would have passed out on the bed immediately.
Snug in his arms, we lovingly look into one another’s eyes, our smiles slight yet genuine.
I keep expecting to wake up. That this is just some overly elaborate dream.
No. This is just the serenity of my life now. My own little slice of perfection.
We’ll have struggles along the way, yes. I have hopes, dreams, ambitions. Some which might not be realized. Some which might come sooner than I’m prepared for. My spirit will be crushed at times, and I’ll feel heartache. I know I’m just asking for it by becoming a veterinarian.
He’ll struggle to adapt to a slower-paced lifestyle. How to learn to build things with his own hands, how to get along with small-town life, and figure out if he wants to do something more when he gets his feet on the ground. He’ll try things. He’ll fail. That is simply how life is.
No matter what happens, we’ll have one another to lean on. The strength to keep going, all forged by our dedication and need for one another. Our lust, our desire to give more to the other, even if we must sacrifice some of our own happiness.
That’s what our love is. Pure. Unbreakable.
Eternal.