Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29124 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29124 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 116(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
"You’re so sexy, baby," I tell her as she grinds against me. I use my hands to push her breasts together, teasing her nipples with my thumbs. She throws her head back in pleasure and I take the opportunity to taste more of her skin.
"I bet your pussy is dripping wet for me," I growl before slipping my hand between her thighs. My fingers find her slick heat and I thrust them inside, eliciting moans from her lips. I continue to pump and swirl my fingers until she’s writhing above me.
"Yesss," she hums and bucks against me, desperate for more. I bring my fingers to my mouth, savoring the taste of her juices before continuing to pleasure her with my hands.
"I've been waiting all day for that," I whisper before diving back in for more pleasure-filled kisses.
Her eyes widen as her hand travels up her own body to pull on her nipple.
"Fuck, baby," I growl, watching her tug. I quickly clean my fingers and move with lightning speed, pushing her down onto the floor, my body hovering over hers. Unzipping our jeans and pulling them off, aligning myself to thrust into her. The head of my raging cock breaches her entrance before I pause.
I want to just plunge in without warning, not giving us time to think twice. I need to be inside her, pumping away, chasing my orgasm. But I know what I'm working with - I'm bigger than average. I don't want to hurt her.
But then she wraps her long legs around me and begs me to fuck her.
In an instant, I'm pushing my hard-as-steel cock straight into her. She arches and groans as I move my lips down to her nipples, one hand supporting me over her body while the other is wrapped around her waist. I pump away as she moans and claws at my back, the pain only adding to the pleasure.
"Jesus Christ, you're so hot and tight. Your cunt grips my cock like a goddamn fist." My hips grind against hers, circling to stimulate her clit. With each thrust, I clench at the flesh of her ass and lift her into me, hitting that perfect spot inside of her that has her coming undone beneath me.
And it works just like I thought it would—she lets out a string of cuss words as she comes around my dick.
"Aww, your pussy feels so good milking me, baby. It's pulsing and pulling my orgasm out of me." I dip my head down to kiss her as I continue to pound away until finally releasing into her. Only after do I remember that we didn't use a condom.
My mind races as I slow my thrusts, realizing the gravity of our actions. I haven’t been with a woman in a long time so I didn’t even think about protection, but going bare with her feels amazing.
"Are you on birth control, sweetheart?" I ask, feeling my heart pounding in my chest. Her body writhes beneath mine, still lost in pleasure from our lovemaking.
Her eyes slowly open and a smirk appears on her lips.
"Little late for this question, isn’t it?" She teases with a playful glint in her eye.
"Jesus, sweetheart." I run my hand through my hair and carefully withdraw from her. “If you’re not, I’m fine with that. More than fine. I told you, you’re already mine. You have been since the moment I walked through the door. I can see it in your eyes, you know it too. Truth is, I’d love nothing more than to put my babies in you. You’d be so fucking hot carrying my child.”
"Oh–well, I hate to disappoint you then, but I’m on birth control," she murmurs with a smile on her face.
"Too bad." I lean back against the couch with a knowing smirk.
"Do I need to worry about you being clean?" She sits up and holds her nightshirt to her chest as she studies me.
"I'm clean, baby. I haven’t been with a woman since I was in high school." I look up at her and notice a small frown forming on her face.
“Oh, well I've only been with one other person," she breathes. “It’s been a very long time.”
"You've only been with one other person besides me, sweetheart?" I’m surprised and impressed. She’s so beautiful, she must be fighting off the men.
"Yeah." She whispers the word in a soft voice.
"Jesus, if I’d known, I would have been gentler or..." I trail off.
"You wouldn't have slept with me?" She tilts her head to the side, curious about my answer.
I let out a laugh at her expression, a mix of curiosity and disbelief. "I wouldn't say that." I grin mischievously and reach for her breast, playfully tugging on her nipple.
"Good, then it doesn't matter."
“It just doesn’t seem like . . .”
“What doesn't seem like what? Just say it, Archer.” She's goading me; she already knows what I'm trying to say.