Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 48017 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 240(@200wpm)___ 192(@250wpm)___ 160(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48017 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 240(@200wpm)___ 192(@250wpm)___ 160(@300wpm)
Freeing her heavy breasts first, I study them carefully, slowly circling one hard nipple with my fingers, marveling as it thickens to a stiff peak. Begging to be sucked.
I’m taking my time now, earlier I was eager to show her just how much I want her.
Now I’m going to claim her properly, I want to show her that her pleasure can be long and drawn out as well as hard and fast.
Her hands cover mine, guiding them at first but then gripping onto them as her own arousal starts to rise.
She shudders with each pass over her plate-sized areolas, her thick nipples like bullets in my fingers until I simply have to take each one into my mouth in turn.
I tug at her pajama bottoms as I work her nipples, and she shimmies out of them swiftly, leaving her completely naked.
I stop only long enough to take all of her in, telling her how beautiful she is, still feeling shocked that a perfect younger girl like her would ever go for an older guy like me.
My hands part her soft knees wider apart, and she gasps as I slide each one up the inside her creamy thighs, circling her wetness with each of my thumbs before tasting them.
I could explore her all night like this, but after a time it’s clear she needs more.
Wants more of me on her as well as inside her.
She doesn’t have to ask, and sensing how much I know she wants to explore me too, I stand in front of her, groaning as she tugs at my zipper and button on my pants.
I could do it for her, but I relish watching her.
The concentration on her face as she gently unzips me, her warm hands feeling cool against the heat of my arousal as she frees it from its cloth prison.
She swears loudly, shuddering a breath as she takes my swollen purple head in both her hands, making little longing purring noises. Pressing my smooth tip against her cheek before kissing my crown.
A thick bead of my precome trails from her lips as she pulls her head back, shaking it from side to side gently in disbelief.
“You’re amazing, Brandon Silver… Freaking amazing,” she whispers, making me gasp too as she starts to pump me slowly with both hands.
I let her do this for a little while. Letting her explore and touch, taste everything I know she’s been so curious about since we first met
But I’ve got other plans for my hardness, and I’ll need to have it inside her soon before I lose control.
My jaw tightens as I feel my own body’s need to fill her with my seed.
To fill her with our babies.
The images of her from the website, her social media pages. They’re nothing compared to her in the flesh.
Her hands grip my organ so readily, so firmly. It’s as if she knows me so well, even though this is her first time.
Knowing just how I like it.
Hell. Anything from her is what I like. Any touch. A look, a little sound.
I want it all and I want to give it all back to her a hundredfold.
I kneel down again, prying her legs a little further open, needing to taste her again, but she moans so loud, her hands already gripping the back of my neck that I know she’s ready.
“Brandon…” she whimpers, leaning back and pulling me towards her. The tiny sofa bed creaking under only half my weight.
I knew this would be a problem.
The solution is simple. Being so much taller, even on my knees she’s at the perfect height, and in one swift movement, I grip her ankles, pulling her closer to me.
My stiffness is so hard it’s at a right angle to her body, but I use one hand to guide it towards her sweet, glistening pussy as she moves her legs further apart. My big body slotting in perfectly between her smooth thighs.
Her hands reach for me as she gnaws at her lip. Her hips are already moving in circles, anticipating me about to enter her sweet, sweet hole as she murmurs my name.
“Oh, Brandon… give it to me. Fill me with our babies…”
I feel a surge of energy rush to my groin hearing her say what I’ve been thinking all along.
She doesn’t just want me to deflower her, to be her boyfriend. She wants what I want.
That one thing we’ve never had ourselves but can make between us. A family.
I know I asked her about family, but hearing her tell me it’s what she needs as well as a good dicking is music to my ears.
I’ve wanted to give her both since I first laid eyes on her and now my life is feeling almost complete.
I’ve got a hand on my hardness at the base, and she has both of hers, with still enough of me to have change left over before I even get inside her.