Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 116(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
I pull her back down on my shaft and hold her hips tight as I bounce her on my dick a few times, wetting it again. I feel the throb of her pussy on every ridge of my dick, and I slick it up before popping her off again.
She growls a little every time I take it away from her, and it’s adorable, so I keep doing it. I give her a wicked smile while her hands fist my dress shirt.
“Mason, please.” She’s so pretty when she begs.
“I never dreamed of getting such a horny little virgin,” I say, teasing her. “Show me your tits.”
She pulls down the front of the dress, no longer shy to show me what’s mine.
“Good girl.” I pull her back down on my cock and grip her hips. I use her cunt to jerk me off, the wet suctioning sounds getting me even hotter. I could cum from just a whisper at this point, but I like dragging it out.
As she starts to relax, I pop her off again, and this time she grits her teeth and clings to me. “Please, Mason. Stop taking it away.”
“You want your cum toy, don’t you, sweetie?”
She bites her lips and whines while she nods.
“Make sure that pretty pussy of mine sucks all the cum out of him.”
My eyes nearly roll back in my head as her hot pussy slides down on my cock all the way to the root. This time, she bears down on me, grinding her clit against the base, moaning loudly. Fuck, I hope everyone hears her riding my dick, but at the same time, I like knowing her pleasure is only for me. It’s a bittersweet torture, desperate to let everyone know she’s claimed but still wanting to be the only man to hear her secret sounds.
I clutch her hair in my fist, angling her mouth so I can take it in a bruising kiss, muffling her sounds. I’m aggressive with her, but she responds by melting at my touch and allowing me to own her. She grinds down harder, and her whimpers return. She's so close to the edge; she just needs a little help. Moving my mouth to her nipple, I suck one of the soft pink buds in my mouth and give it a little teeth.
The added pressure is all it takes, and her young virgin pussy is cumming on a cock for the first time. I’m so proud of her as she writhes on top of me, squeezing around my hot dick. Her little clenches and cries are enough to finally allow my cock to let go.
I release my semen into her body, letting it flow as deep as it can go. Her pulses slow, and I grip her hair a little firmer.
“Suck it all out with your cunt, sweetie.”
She squeezes me, and I feel more cum leak out of my cock. When there isn’t another drop, I rub my hands up and down her back in soft petting motions. There is so much we need to talk about, but I don’t want to break this moment. I’ve never felt anything so intense and wonderful in my entire life.
I place soft kisses on her cheeks and eyes before she rests her head on my shoulder. I’m still hard as rock inside her pussy, but I have no desire to pull out any time soon. If I could keep her on it all day, I would.
Her arms wrap around my waist as I sit here, petting her. I start to hum something soft, and before I know it, she’s drifted off to sleep.
“Rest, sweetie. We’ve got a lot to discuss.”
Chapter Eleven
Kennedy
“I can’t get up,” I moan, rolling over to my side of the bed. My legs tangle in the sheets as I watch Mason step out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. He has a towel wrapped around his waist and a smile on his face. It’s been there all day. It makes him look younger. His hard body is still speckled with water. Every time I see him, I’m reminded of how big he is. He looks even bigger out of his suit. Or maybe it’s because now I can see all the hard lines and ridges of his body.
His coldness has faded away, leaving only the Mason who can’t keep his hands off me. Or maybe it’s me who can’t keep my hands off him. I’ve clung to him all day, scared some of his coldness might return. He can flip it on and off so easily. At some point last night, he must have peeled us apart from each other.
He’d taken me back here after what happened in the office, and we spent the rest of the day in bed. I want to spend more than a day like this. I want to lie here forever in the pleasure only he can give my body. All the worries in my life lift when I’m in his arms, and I don’t want them pressing back in. I want to dig myself into him and never leave.