Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 48412 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 242(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 161(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48412 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 242(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 161(@300wpm)
But she has the ability to turn me into an animal.
“Vida,” I slur, sounding like I’m drunk. “I hurt, angel. Oh God, I hurt. I should handle this one myself. I don’t know what I’ll do if you suck me. You work me up in ways I don’t understand. I’ve got to control myself—”
“No, you don’t,” she says, her swollen, parted lips skating over my aching equipment, the warmth of her mouth searing me through my sweatpants, making my thighs shudder, my bare toes digging into the floor. “Be yourself with me.”
“I don’t know the version of myself I am with you. I’ve never been this way.”
She kisses the elongated ridge. “Good.”
Seeming to sense that I’m in need of an anchor, she kisses her way up my hollowing and heaving abs, trailing her mouth higher between my pecs, collarbone, and throat until she’s on her feet, rubbing her damp lips side to side against mine—and that alone has me groaning like a beggar. My God, my God, standing between my outstretched thighs in her rucked-up skirt, the insides of her thighs still shiny with my spit, her hair all messed up, she’s the hottest thing that ever walked the earth.
“What are you worried about?” she whispers against my mouth.
This is a kind of intimacy I’ve never experienced.
It winds me.
“I’m afraid I’m going to…”
She nuzzles my nose, humming.
“I’m afraid you’re going to put me in so much pain that I get rough,” I wheeze, my cock beading with semen. All because she nuzzled my nose. Jesus, I am whipped.
“I thought I was going to take away the pain,” she says, blinking at me innocently.
My balls tighten at the reminder she’s a virgin. A virgin who wants to give me head.
“You will, angel. You will. But it’s going to get a lot worse first.” I glide a hand up between her sweet, supple tits and circle her throat. “I’m afraid I’m going to fuck you right here. Hard. Before you’re ready for it.”
Unbelievably, her pupils bleed wider, her breath coming faster. She cinches her thighs together, as if what I said caused her pussy to squeeze.
“Y-you can fit in my throat?”
“That doesn’t scare you?”
She shakes her head.
I’m losing my grip on self-control. It’s slipping. Slipping.
“It scares me, angel,” I rasp. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
Vida keeps our lips interlocked as she reaches back and unzips her skirt, letting it cascade down her smooth legs to the floor. Naked. She’s fully, gorgeously naked now, and she’s reaching down to tease my abdomen with her fingertips, lower, until she’s stroking my cock through the thin cotton of my sweatpants. There’s a mirror attached to the dresser behind her, and I see that ass fully for the first time. It’s as perky as her tits. Full, spankable cheeks.
I’m going to take her in the ass someday.
It’s the wrong thought to have because it makes my dick stretch another inch.
“Ahhhh,” I grind out, wincing, my testicles piping hot. “Fuck!”
“You need me,” she says, her tongue lapping into my mouth, French-kissing me so deeply, without a hint of nerves or reservations. When she reaches into my sweatpants and makes contact with my bare dick, it’s over. It’s over.
My tether snaps.
“Get down on your knees,” I order hoarsely, manhandling her down into a kneeling position in front of me, my heart beating so loud in my head, I almost drown out my own voice. “Get that sweet little mouth around it,” I growl through my teeth, taking my engorged arousal out of my pants and pressing it between her delicious lips. “Stuff it in. Now.”
She whimpers as my cock enters her mouth.
Her eyes are luminous in the dim light of the bedroom. Guileless.
But there’s something else there, too. Heat. Curiosity. Anticipation.
That filthy streak I detected when I was going down on her. That intuition that had me asking to be called “Daddy,” because I could sense she needed to know I was in charge. That I am here to care for her needs and make her hunger, comfort, and safety my responsibility. That responsibility is so important and yet, she’s causing it to flicker into something darker now.
God, I want to fuck.
“Take more. Take more,” I beg her through my teeth, jacking the lower half of my erection while she does her best to service the top. “I know you’re a virgin, angel, but I need you to suck it like a whore.”
Too harsh. Too—
She moans, knocking my hand aside in her eagerness to get closer, taking over the job of stroking me. Those feminine, nimble hands so mind-blowingly perfect raking up and down my length that I moan up at the ceiling, my hips twisting and lifting off the bed.
“You like that? You like me giving you permission to behave like a little slut?”
I glance down my body and catch her eager nod. It’s like an explosive going off in my head. My loins. She’s new to this, but damn, she can read the reactions of her own body, and oh God, she is definitely reacting positively to my approval to be the naughtiest version of herself in this moment. Her mouth is delivering suction that I can feel in the hard center of my balls, those lips tight, stiff, working my meat, working, working.