Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 62095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 207(@300wpm)
I choked. In a split second, his fingers disappeared, and he pushed the head of his cock inside me, quickly followed by the rest. All the way in, hard and deep, causing another explosion to go off.
His gritty groan sounded far away, and true to his word, he didn’t stop. With a tight grip on my thigh, he started fucking me long and hard, and he wrapped my legs around his hips too, allowing him to go deeper.
I was fucking lost. The pleasure and burning sting had me in a choke hold, and I never wanted to escape.
Good Christ, he was everywhere. That stretchy burn was all-consuming, and it intensified every ounce of euphoria in a way I had never experienced before.
It was raw fucking passion.
Before I was even aware of my descent from the high, I was clinging to him, spurring him on, kissing him, and begging for more. He cursed and pulled out, and he didn’t say a word. He just smacked my thigh and twirled a finger, a silent command for me to get on all fours.
I had no words to describe how sexy he was, resting there on his knees, with his hard cock glistening from my wetness, and he was stroking himself while eye-fucking me.
I scrambled into position as fast as I could, and then I felt him behind me. His rough and greedy hands kneading my ass cheeks, his cock pressing against my pussy. He shifted one hand to my spine and pressed down a little, so I arched and pushed out my ass.
“Fucking hell,” he whispered. He gripped his cock again, and then he was back inside me, stretching me out and reaching deeper.
I fisted the sheets and pushed back against every thrust. I stopped giving a crap about how loud I was, and I lost track of time. Every moment was about wanting to feel as much as possible, even if it burned or stung. On particularly forceful thrusts, he punched the air out of my lungs, and I disappeared deeper into the abyss. I couldn’t fucking believe how expertly someone else could work my body.
At some point, he pulled me back on him and ordered me to fuck myself on his cock.
I had to be running out of whimpers soon. I sounded so desperate.
He kissed my neck and pushed my tits together. “That’s a good girl. Take everything you need.”
That’s a good girl.
Speaking of the magic words…
I began panting as I took him in over and over, and he kept playing me like a fiddle. He rubbed my clit in persistent circles with two fingers and pushed me closer to another cliff.
My knees hurt after a while, and he probably noticed. He changed our positions again, and soon, I was flat on my back, and he was fucking me into the mattress with one of my legs over his shoulder.
I gasped and screwed my eyes shut. My heart was pounding, but I didn’t want him to stop. I’d lose it if he teased me now. He reached so deep when my leg was up, and I could literally hear how wet I was.
He was multitasking enough as it was, so I took over and rubbed my clit, and he definitely liked the sight of that. He peered down between us as he fucked me harder, and he shook his head.
“I’m not sure I can get enough of this, Natalie.”
I shuddered and dug my head into the pillow, back arching, pleasure coursing, and those needy sounds falling out with every thrust.
“You’re almost there,” he murmured, out of breath. “Let me see you lose it.”
“So close,” I moaned. “Fuck, Ethan. Ethan, I—oh my God.” I sucked in a breath as I lost the fight, and then I was coming again.
He groaned and jackhammered into me, fueling my orgasm, and he was close too. Right there. His thrusts became irregular before he slammed into me. He buried his face against my neck and latched on, sucking on my flesh while the sensation of his scruff made me shiver and drew out the last of my climax.
In the end, I had nothing more to give, and I collapsed and melted into the mattress with him on top of me. Lungs burning, chest rising and falling rapidly, heart thundering.
“Jesus fuck,” he exhaled.
He gently released my leg and lowered it, then pressed his lips to my temple.
I shivered and tilted my head, needing a kiss, and he smiled and gave it to me.
“I…” I took a breath. “I don’t think I can get enough of this either. Enough of you.”
That seemed to keep the smile in place. “Good, because I’m keeping you.” He withdrew his cock slowly, but I still winced at the soreness. “It’s possible I overheard you and your sister on the phone today.”
“What?” I chuckled, confused.