Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 101796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
Until I’m not.
I can’t help the groan of complete frustration that bursts out of me when his tongue goes away all of a sudden. “No!” I groan.
“No, you don’t want to come?”
“No, don’t stop!” He knows what I mean. My body is one throbbing nerve, and he wants to play games.
“So you didn’t want to come? Use your words.” His thumb skims my swollen flesh, sliding through my wetness, and I let out a tormented cry.
“Yes! Yes, please!”
“That’s it. Beg me, Elli. Make me know how much you need it.” His tongue darts out to flick the tip of my clit, and I scream because it’s all too much. My heart’s going to explode, and I can barely breathe. It’s so good, too good.
“Please, please! Let me come. Make me come.” I would say anything, do anything. My hips are rolling, my body a coiled spring ready to pop.
“I don’t know. I don’t think you’ve proven how much you want to.”
“Jesus Christ! Let me come!” I thrust my hips against his face, and it must convince him. Maybe he’s afraid I’ll break his nose.
Either way, he buries his face against me, grunting, panting, working me until the tension is too much and my body has no choice but to give in. To take what it wants more than anything.
And when the wave crashes and pulls me under, there is nothing but relief. Nothing but bliss radiating through me, making my thighs close around his head as I ride it out. He doesn’t stop, either, dragging every ounce of sensation from my body until I pretty much collapse with a breathless whimper. My strength is gone, my body drained in the best way.
“You convinced me.” His voice sounds like it’s coming from far away. I’m still floating on a cloud. It was so much more intense, probably because he left me hanging like he did.
It’s only when he spreads my thighs wide again that my eyes open. He’s standing between them now, naked, with his erection jutting out in front of him. His tip is glistening, and he rubs his precum over the head and down his shaft with a few strokes from his fist.
“You think you have another one in you? Think you could come on my cock tonight?” He must see the fear that grips me all at once, since he smiles at my sharp gasp. “What? You afraid it will be too much for you?”
Honestly? Yes. And he must know that. He must know he’s been my first in every way so far.
But when my body tenses once he gets closer, running his head along my slit, he only chuckles. “You’ll get used to it. Just breathe.”
“Wait. I don’t—” But it’s too late. My brain hasn’t had a chance to catch up before I feel the pressure down there, the sudden feeling of being too full. That’s it. My virginity is gone. He took it without even asking.
But instead of shoving himself in the way he shoved himself into my mouth, he pauses, one armed wrapped around each thigh. “Relax.” His jaw is clenched tight, like he’s being tortured, but he waits. Is that normal?
Does it matter? Slowly, my body starts to adjust to his presence. He senses that, he must, because he starts to move forward, filling me up more, stretching me until I don’t think I can take anymore. I’m standing on the line between pain and pleasure, but even the pain sort of feels good.
It doesn’t last long. It fades as he pulls back and fills me again. I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel, what I’m supposed to think. This is a deeper satisfaction than when his tongue is on me.
“You like that?” he whispers, wrapping my legs around his hips. I lock them behind him out of instinct, feeling the way his ass flexes and clenches with each slow, measured stroke.
“Yes,” I whisper. “Yes. I like it.”
“You’re so fucking tight… snap me in half…” His eyes close, his hands now moving over my body, fondling me, playing with me while he keeps moving. In and out, a slow rhythm, and every stroke takes the pressure building in my core and pushes it higher. Farther.
And by the time his thumb finds my clit so he can stroke it in time with his movements inside me, I know it’s going to happen again. I’m going to come, the way he wants me to. The way I want to.
“So close… fuck, Elli… tighter…” He moves a little faster, a little deeper, and I have never wanted anything more than this. Than for him to fuck me. It feels too good.
It’s going to happen. I take one last look at him, standing at the foot of the bed, abs flexing, his skin flushed, before closing my eyes to absorb the perfection of his wide dick moving rhythmically. “Oh…” I whimper. “God, yes.”