Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 22019 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22019 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 110(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
God, this is heaven. I had no idea what I was missing until now. His hot, muscular body, encapsulating mine as he ravishes me feels so naughty–so electrifying.
“I woke up so hard beside you,” he whispers into my ear, causing goosebumps to break out all across my arms. “I couldn’t stop myself from indulging in more of your delicious little cunt.”
His words coax a moan from my lips as he continues to impale me, so hard and so smooth. I’m beyond full at this point. A sweltering, beautiful ache radiates out from my core and through my limbs.
I twist my head toward him, providing my lips for a deep passionate kiss which he gives me in response. His tongue dances over mine as we embrace like we’ve known each other for years.
This is it. This is what it’s like to lose yourself in another person.
I yelp into his mouth as he pounds me faster, and reach up to grab him by his thick, muscular neck. I feel like I’m hanging on for dear life as his strokes increase in both pace and intensity.
I feel him swelling inside me. He’s about to explode.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Penelope,” he says, his mouth enveloping mine. “You want my cum in you again?”
“Yes!” I gasp.
I’m desperate to feel the delight once more.
Hearing his breath intake increase and the strong pounding of his heart against my back elates me. My body pleasures him, and his pleasure sends my excitement soaring higher.
All I want is to be used by him.
Whenever he wants me, he can have me. I’m his.
“Penelope!” he pants, gasping as his cock flexes inside me. “Oh, fuck. I’m coming!”
“Yes, baby,” I moan as his arms cinch around me like thick coils of steel. “Give it to me.”
Hawk goes off, and again I feel it. A hot, sticky spray that coats my walls and ignites more primal passions I never thought possible.
“Give me your babies, Hawk,” I whimper as my own orgasm crashes into me.
He growls, clenching his jaw as he snatches my breast in one hand and my buttock in the other, squeezing so hard as he finishes that I nearly scream out in pain.
My hips buck and my legs tighten as we twist together in mutual ecstasy. His tempo slows as my folds clamp down on his manhood, draining what’s left of his immense load from his shaft.
Every one of my walls has come down now since experiencing Hawk. I can truly be myself with him. I can exist without timidity with the confidence that this man knows precisely who I am and what I need.
Hawk kisses me roughly at the end, thrusting his tongue into my mouth as if it’s his intention to devour me. He peppers me with kisses across my face, my neck, my shoulders, my arm…then twists me and takes my nipple between his lips and gently sucks.
I’m shaken by the intensity of the experience. I can only lie there and gasp for breath as the final pulses of pleasure ebb through me.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Hawk asks. I manage to open my eyes and look back at him but realize he’s teasing me with his question. I shake my head, flashing my naughty eyes.
“You can’t hurt me, Hawk.”
“You’re right.” He nods. “I could never hurt you, Penelope.”
I feel the tiredness of sleep washing over me and twist so I’m enveloped in his embrace, my nose pressed against his damp chest, his arms encasing me in bliss. He presses his lips against my head and covers us fully with the sheets.
“I have to thank you for something,” he whispers.
“Oh? What’s that…?”
I’m fading quickly, feeling so safe in knowing I fully belong to him.
“Thank you for being such a crappy hiker that you got lost. Otherwise you might have never met me.”
I smile softly, calmed by the consistent thumping of his heartbeat. “You would have found me, Hawk. I’m sure of it…”
And I truly believe that.
Hawk and I are meant for each other. Even if it wasn’t that day in the woods getting lost with Anna, the universe would have found a way to bring us together. And it’s that thought that remains in my mind as Hawk gently rocks me to sleep.
10
HAWK
ONE WEEK LATER…
The Salty Seahorse. I’ve seen Penelope come in here before when I was watching her, but now I’m actually inside and sitting in a booth beside her as she sips some bright-red drink called a Cherry Craving.
I did it.
Two months of watching, biding my time, stalking my beauty, and I made her mine.
She’s absolutely ravishing as she simply takes her straw between her lips. She feels me looking at her and brings her eyes to mine, and I’m overwhelmed by pure joy and warm satisfaction.
Penelope loves me. And I love her more than life itself.