Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26645 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
I quirk my lips, starting to giggle, then realize he’s deadly serious. “Wait. You’ve never kissed anyone before?”
“No. Never kissed anyone. Never held anyone. The only hugs I ever got were from my family, and they weren’t...”
He hesitates, but I don’t. I let my hands continue their journey up his torso, snaking my arms around his neck, pulling myself up like I’m a pole dancer and he’s… Well, you get the idea.
“Like this?” I murmur, and his nostrils flare as his pupils widen into black holes. It’s like all the calm inside him is sucked away.
Our lips brush, then his tongue glides into my mouth. He tastes like sweet, salty candy, and I’m spinning. Spinning and getting lost in the way his bruising fingers dig into my cheeks, holding me like I’m already slipping away.
How did we get here? Was Thanksgiving just four days ago? From introductions before dinner to now calling him Daddy and pressing my body against his, greedy for all he offers, losing all focus besides the urges thumping inside of me.
Our lips lock, our tongues twisting as we taste each other, and a deep moan rises from the center of my being.
Pleasure winds through me as I push against him, wanting all of me touching all of him. He must sense the urgent need climbing through me. His hands retreat from my cheeks, sweeping down my back until he’s back on my ass, pulling me up and onto him, walking us forward as I keep my lips against his, his tongue pushing in deeper, taking and tasting.
We walk and kiss as he winds us through doors and hallways. The sound of soft music as I softly hump against him. The tension building between my legs to a throbbing desperation.
The lighting around us changes, and there’s the sense of warmth as he lowers me onto the softness of what has to be a bed, the weight of his massive body covering me, pinning me, and I sigh into his mouth.
I couldn’t escape if I tried. He’s massive, but how massive I didn’t understand until his weight came down on top of me.
His fingers dig into the curve of my ass, before releasing me, his lips breaking from mine. I hate the loss of our kiss, but his body starts to move against me, his eyes finding mine.
“Eyes on me, baby.” His deep voice only primes the warmth in my core until it’s seeping out of me as the hard length of his erection rubs against me.
I’m breathless and lost in time when I feel his hand pushing upward at the crest of my inner thigh, pulling my panties to the side as I rake my nails down his shoulders in desperation.
He growls in response, which causes my hips to push upward, grinding myself against his steely length.
“Baby needs what Daddy has,” he whispers, as his fingers find the sensitive flesh of my outer lips, then hard knuckles glide upward, finding my clit as I arch and twist, moaning, then lifting my head until my lips meet the hardness of his shoulder, licking and tasting the savory smoothness of his sweat-slick skin.
For a moment, I think I should stop this, but then I realize, why? Decadent waves of pleasure weave in and out as his lips move on my neck, the rough friction of his beard warming my skin as I’m left blind by the invading sensations.
“God!” I shout into his shoulder as a finger pushes inside me. His thumb rubs my clit against my pubic bone in quick circles.
“Not God, baby, Daddy,” he says into my ear. “This pussy is telling me all sorts of stories. First, it’s telling me you’ve saved yourself for me. That’s right isn’t it?”
I nod as the tingling pleasure starts to roll through me.
“You’re mine, Tootsie Pop. I knew that on Thanksgiving. I was so fucking thankful for you that day, but now, your sticky, juicy, pretty pink pussy is making me realize being thankful isn’t even close to how I feel.” He lifts his weight from me, wild eyes latching onto mine. “Once I get inside this hot, young, never been fucked pussy, I’ll be on you at every turn. You saved all of this for Daddy, didn’t you?”
“Yes, for you…” I whine, the demanding pulse between my legs nearly blinding me with pleasure and pain.
“I need a taste. You kept this pussy innocent for me, so I’m going to make sure it gets special attention before I destroy your cherry. I want you to be addicted to what only I will give you before I introduce your untouched holy-land to its new master.”
Lust grabs me down low as Erik pushes up and off me, down, down, down, licking until his face pushes between my legs. “I didn’t think you could get more beautiful, baby. But I was wrong.”