Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 114281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 571(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 571(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
If I’d known it would be like this, that I could make a woman want me instead of hate me …
I would’ve taken her to my lair a long time ago.
I circle her clit just like she did back in the forest, and it makes her quiver, and her moans come out in a higher pitch. And I can’t help but wonder … what happens when I go on and on, stimulating her until that same look on her face shows up again?
A devilish smirk forms on my face as I slowly up the pace around her sensitive area, listening to the sounds coming from her mouth to adjust my positions. Even the most minute changes I can hear and see on her face, and it’s giving me life to see her almost on the verge of begging.
So I shove a whole finger into her pussy and watch her squirm with delight as she bucks against me. And I can feel it happening right against my finger, the ripples of her pussy, the same kind of milking she did when we were in the cabin. And the animalistic sounds that emanate from her mouth are all too familiar.
“This is what happened the last time we fucked,” I say, groaning with excitement.
She blushes as she looks up at me, completely flabbergasted at what I just did.
“When my dick swells and explodes, it feels incredible,” I say. “Is it the same to you?”
“I …” I didn’t think her cheeks could turn any more red, but apparently they could. She nods slowly. “Yes.”
And it only makes the smirk on my face bigger and bigger.
So this is what it’s like to pleasure a woman.
This is what Eli and Tobias have been doing all this time … as punishment?
No fucking way.
I groan as I pull my finger out and immediately shove my cock inside, unable to hold myself back. I want her. I need her. I desire her.
I want to hear those moans again. I want to see that flush on her cheeks again. And I want to bury myself deep inside her and cover her with my seed.
That’s how delirious I am for this woman, and I don’t even care about the implications.
All I care about right now is filling her up.
So I thrust and thrust until my balls swell and my muscles tense.
“Wait,” she suddenly murmurs, trying to turn around as I’m about to plunge in again.
I grumble from frustration as my cock is hard like a rock and my balls are itching to release their juice.
Why would she suddenly lean away from me? I know she wants me. Her wetness told me as much.
So I grab her thighs and spread them apart while planting my hand on her back. “Stay there.”
She rolls around before I can thrust inside again. “I … I …”
I try to roll her on her back again because that allows for the easiest entry, but she keeps refusing. “No. Like this.”
She gets off the table and pushes against my chest until I step back, farther and farther, until my calf hits the chair and I’m forced to sit down.
What is this woman thinking?
Does she think I will just stop when she has offered herself so willingly? When she’s been begging me to fill her up with my cum?
My lips part, but she places a finger on top as she straddles me and my big cock, like she wants the reins. But this isn’t how it’s supposed to go. I am the man. I am the one who penetrates. And she must allow me to fuck her in the pussy.
But then she lifts up her knees and sits back down again, right on top of my cock … and I immediately forget anything and everything I was thinking. Everything I was ever taught.
Because she is right in front of me, her hands around my neck, her eyes sparkling with a kind of craving that silences the animal in me. And I’m struck by the beauty in her face, the red blotches on her skin that make her look as appetizing as an apple, and the sweet, pink lips that entice me so much that I can’t help but lean in.
And I kiss her.
It’s not a greedy kiss like before, not the kind that would make her moan.
It’s the kind that steals her breath away.
The kind that could puncture anyone’s heart.
And when our lips unlatch, I smile against her lips, wanting nothing more than a second taste.
I wrap my hand around her neck and lick my lips as she looks down at me, her body still entwined with mine. My cock twitches inside her, and I can see it in her eyes. She craves it, adores it. And I want nothing more than to give it to her again and again until we’re both satiated, and even then. More.