Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 52932 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52932 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
I tease and taunt the hardened nubs, causing Harley to whimper with every lap of my tongue. Her hands hold my head against her breasts, her fingers tugging at my hair, and her hips undulating as she loses herself to the pleasure. My thigh rests between hers, and her heat warms me.
I move lower, my mouth teasing its way down her stomach, and when I reach the waistband of her jeans, I look up from my viewpoint. I wait for her approval, and when she nods, I remove the rest of her clothes.
I kiss my way down to her mound. There’s a strip of hair leading to my prize, and the moment my tongue reaches her pussy, the volume of Harley’s moans increases, filling the room with the sound of her pleasure.
Her arousal wets my tongue, and the sweetness of her tastes like the freshest strawberries on the warmest of summer’s days. I want to gorge myself on her.
“Hadrian,” she moans my name, her hands once again tangling in my hair, tugging and pulling at the strands. “Rev. Oh, fuck,” Harley whimpers.
Her body trembles as her thighs lock against the sides of my face, keeping me in place. I glance up to see her head thrown back and her eyes shut. Her body is a quivering mess as she holds onto me.
Moving my mouth away, I slowly tease her open with two fingers before pushing them inside her. They slip easily into the warm wetness that my cock is weeping to feel.
“I… I…”
“Shh, Magpie,” I whisper as I press kisses to her inner thighs.
I remove my fingers from her pussy, and kneeling up, so she can look at me directly, I lick every drop of her cum from both digits.
There’s a shy smile that tilts the corners of her lips. It’s the sweetest, sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
Her body is pure perfection. Her full figure is exquisite in the moonlight that’s shining through the bedroom window. The silvery light illuminates her. She looks every inch like the goddess she is.
“I… I want to,” she whispers.
She reaches out and pulls at my T-shirt, and I realise she wants to reciprocate. I allow her to slowly undress me as she kisses and bites her way over the ink that adorns my body. From my neck down to my stomach, Harley taunts and teases me. She’s a playful kitten, and I’m her willing toy.
But when she tugs at my boxers, I know I may lose all control. I bite down on my inner cheek to keep from coming too soon. This is a dream come true, and the idea of it not being good for her doesn’t sit well with me.
She gasps when my hardened cock flops out onto my stomach, and she notices the Prince Albert piercing.
“Oh,” she whispers as she grips me in her hand, and I almost come, right then and there.
“It doesn’t hurt.” I don’t know why I say it, but I’m finding it hard to focus and keep myself from losing it.
Her tongue darts out, and she flicks her tongue over the tip sending waves of pleasure shooting through me. From my toes all the way up to the top of my head.
“Harley,” I croak, and she stops and glances up at me. “I need to be inside you,” I tell her honestly. “I can’t hold back.”
A soft giggle escapes her plump lips, and the corner of her mouth tilts upward. “Okay.”
We move in sync, as Harley lays back and I hover over her, nestled between her thighs. “You tell me if you want me to stop,” I murmur as my cock nudges her opening. “Okay?”
“Okay,” she whispers with a nod. And then, I’m sliding into her. The tight heat that wraps around me has me biting my lip so hard I taste blood, and I lose myself in the moment until I’m fully seated
Harley feels like heaven and hell, forgiveness and retribution. She’s holding on tightly to me, her hands around my neck, and when I pull away slightly, she whimpers.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes. Just don’t go so slowly,” she mumbles as her hips lift against mine, and I thrust back in, harder than before. Harley’s hiss of yesss is the response I’m hoping for.
Our bodies fit together so easily. And our initial nervousness gives way to a deeper connection. It’s not about perfection. It’s about being together and sharing this moment. I can feel the love and trust between us growing stronger with every touch, every kiss, and every thrust.
“Harley,” I whisper against her cheek. “I may not have been your first, but my God I’ll be your last.” It’s a promise.
I reach between us, finding her clit and circling it with my thumb. Her walls pulse around me as I fuck her harder and harder. My body moves faster the closer I get to my own release, and her body responds in kind.