Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46344 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 232(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46344 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 232(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Touching her clit, she saw and felt his approval as he seemed to go crazy, fucking her hard. Over and over, he slammed in deep, and she screamed his name, wanting more, needing it.
She’d been a virgin a long time, and that one night, he’d awakened her and now there was no going back, not ever.
“So fucking good. That’s it, Charity, fuck my cock. I want you to come all over it. I want it, give it to me.”
She whimpered, moaned, and gasped as the feel of him inside her, along with the pleasure of his touch went into another dimension. Nothing made sense to her, and yet, everything felt clear. Dwayne was hers, all hers, and she was going to do everything to keep him. She loved him more than anything else in the world, and it hadn’t started when he took her virginity, or danced with her beneath the stars. It had happened when he came for her, carried her out from a room known for death and carnage.
“You feel so good,” he said.
Teasing her clit, the sweet build of her orgasm started, and as it did, Dwayne fucked her harder. The sounds of flesh hitting flesh filled the air, along with their heavy panting. She couldn’t get enough, and as she came, she screamed his name, wanting more, and he gave it to her.
“Fuck, yes, that feels so good. Yes, yes, yes!” He pounded inside her, and she felt his cock harden as he tensed up, moaning as he came. The pulse of his release surprised her as she felt every little kick.
The bite of his fingers in her flesh would leave marks, but she didn’t care. She wanted to wear his marks more than anything else.
“I only intended to eat breakfast with you,” he said.
She chuckled. “I don’t mind. You can eat breakfast any way that you want. I’m here no matter what.” She winked at him, and he rolled his eyes.
“You’re a bad girl.”
“Ah, but don’t you like that?”
She ran her fingers down his back.
“Yeah, I kind of do.” He dropped a kiss to her lips. “Do you want to come out with me today?”
“Are we going to kill people?”
He laughed. “No killing people. Just normal stuff.”
“Sounds kind of boring, but I like spending time with you. You’ll do.”
He rolled his eyes.
He pulled out of her, and she let out a gasp. “Did I hurt you?”
“No, it feels so good. I like you inside me.”
He kissed her hard. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
“Admit it, it’ll be a good death.”
He sank his fingers into her hair, and she held him tightly, not wanting this moment to end, but also wanting to go out with him.
“I think it’s time to shower first.”
“Sounds tempting.”
He kissed her again, and they didn’t make it to the shower for another two hours as they made love once again on the table, and then he couldn’t get enough as he pushed her to her knees on the bed. She wasn’t going to complain as she loved how insatiable he was when it came to her.
Chapter Eleven
Dwayne closed his eyes as Charity took his cock to the back of her throat and then pulled out until only the tip remained. He didn’t know what to fucking do. He was so close, but he didn’t want to blow just yet. She’d been wanting to suck his cock for a few days now, and he’d been putting her off. Not because he didn’t want her lips around his dick, but because he didn’t know if he’d be able to last with his dick in her mouth.
She moaned, and he gripped the chair that he sat on as the vibration traveled up his dick. Some program that they’d been watching played in the background, and he didn’t give a shit what was going on. All he cared about was how good her lips felt. He was so close to coming.
You’re not a damn teenager.
Running his fingers in her hair, he pumped into her mouth.
When he heard her gag, he eased back, not wanting her to be put off by his desperate need. Her hand covered his cock, and he watched her build up a pace, working his dick at the same time as sucking on him, her lips taking more and more of his cock, her fingers slick from her own saliva.
One, two, three, four, five, six.
Don’t blow.
Think of something.
Not her pussy.
Damn, I want to taste her pussy.
It was that time of the month, so she wouldn’t let him. She’d started this morning as it had been an interesting trip to the grocery store. He didn’t have a clue what he was looking for, and before he’d allow her to move on, he read every single box to understand what she needed in case she ever needed any. A couple of women had stood and watched him. All the time he asked questions, Charity was so embarrassed, but he didn’t mind. Some men were freaked out by menstruation, but not him. It was natural, like breastfeeding.