Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 92848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
I grit my teeth as my movements quicken, sliding along the thick length.
My gaze stays locked on hers as I paint her belly with thick ropes of pearly white fluid. And just like always, my release seems to go on forever.
The sheer force of it shakes me to the very core of my being.
Carina widens her legs as cum lands on her bare pussy. There’s something intensely satisfying about seeing it there. I just want to scoop it up and shove it inside her body.
My brain hitches at such a dark, primitive thought.
It’s only when every last bit of jizz has been released that I relinquish the chokehold. Her chest rises and falls with each rapid breath.
Fuck, but she makes a gorgeous picture, lying there with my jersey shoved above her breasts, cum crisscrossing her torso, supple thighs spread wide as if she’s making an offering of herself. I want to stand here and soak her in so that this mental snapshot will last forever.
“I love seeing you like this,” I rasp, unable to keep the words trapped inside where they belong.
I drag my finger through the warm ejaculation until it’s coated in thick white cream. Her body quakes as I push the digit inside her pussy, pumping it a few times before pulling it out and gathering up more. I stroke her lower lips with it until she’s fully coated. That’s all it takes for my cock to stiffen right up again. I give it a few leisure pumps to help it along.
“I really hope you plan on screwing me this time.”
“Don’t worry, pretty girl. You’ll get the fucking you need.”
When I press a kiss against her clit, flicking my tongue across it, a whimper of need escapes from her. My mouth slides lower, tonguing her entrance and tasting our combined arousal. There’s something so sexy about that. I wouldn’t have thought that would be the case.
But with her it is.
I lap at her until she’s writhing beneath me, twisting and impatient for more. When she grows restless, I pull away just enough to give her clit a sharp little slap with the tips of my fingers.
“Be patient,” I growl.
Her breath catches at the back of her throat as she grows even slicker.
“You like that, don’t you?” It’s not a question that needs to be answered. The evidence is there for both of us to see. What I want is to hear her admit that she likes having her pussy smacked.
By me.
Only me.
Color stains her cheeks as her eyes turn hazy, lowering to half-mast. When she remains silent, I bring my hand down again on her engorged clit.
This time a moan bursts free as she arches off the bed.
“Yes,” she groans.
The sight of her squirming with need is almost enough to make me lose it. I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on in my life than I am at this very moment. Not only is she wearing my jersey, but she’s covered in my cum. I’ve shoved it inside her. And before this night is over, I’ll add more to it.
I want everyone to know, especially her, that Carina Hutchins belongs to me.
“See how easy that was? Now you get some cock.” My hand tightens around my erection. This time, I have absolutely no intention of jacking myself off. When I come again, it’ll be inside her sweet heat with her pussy spasming around me, greedily milking every last drop. “Is that what you want? What you need?”
“You know it is.”
“You’re right, I do. But I want to hear you say it. That’s the only way you get to come.”
“Please, Ford. Don’t make me beg.”
Her whimpered words are like a punch to the gut.
Did I ever think this girl would beg to have sex with me?
Nope. Not even in my wildest fantasies.
“That’s exactly what I want, pretty girl. To hear you beg.”
Her tongue darts out to moisten her lips. There’s a slight waver to her voice when she whispers, “Please fuck me. I need to come on your cock. Do you hear me? I need it now.”
I’d actually smile if I wasn’t in so much pain.
“You’re such a good girl. Now I want you to pull your pussy lips open so I can see exactly how much you want me. I want to see that pretty little hole gaping wide, sobbing for me to fill it.”
Her breath catches as her pupils dilate.
Just when I think she might deny the request, her hands drift to her center and she grips the outer edges of her lips, stretching them open until I can see just how soft and pink she is inside.
A tortured groan escapes from me. “You’re so fucking perfect.” Even though I just came, moisture leaks from the tip of my erection.
“Tell me who that pussy belongs to.”