Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23762 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23762 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
“Please,” she begs.
“I’ve got you,” I say as I pin her hips to the rug and spread her knees wide. Looking between us, I see her panties are drenched as I pull open the front of my pants. When my cock springs out, thick and full, she stills. My eyes lock with hers as I brush the hair away from her face. “Easy, baby. I’m just going to make you feel good. Trust me, okay?”
“Okay,” she says softly as I let my bare cock rest against her panties.
“This is what you need,” I tell her as I pull the wet cotton of her panties to the side. “Let me do it.”
I press the fat head of my dick against her hard little clit, and that’s all it takes to set her off. All she needs is the heat of my cock against her needy pussy and she starts to cum.
“That’s it,” I say as I swipe the swollen head back and forth over her clit. “Get it all out, baby.”
Her pussy is so pretty as she cums, I can’t stop myself from rubbing the tip against her hole and wetting my dick. I rub it all over her pussy, feeling her petal-soft heat slicking my cock and making me so horny.
“Paxton!” she gasps as another orgasm hits, and I push the tip of my cock to her opening to feel it clench.
“Stay still for me, baby,” I say as I run my hand up and down my shaft. It takes me two pumps before I start spurting cum into her, and then I pull back to let it coat the rest of her. “That’s my good girl.”
Seeing my cum coating her pussy settles something tight in my chest. For so long I’ve been aching to get it on her, and now that I have, it’s like the weight of the world has lifted off me.
Once I’ve gotten the last of my cum out, I fall on top of her. My lips cover hers, and when her tongue darts out to lick against mine, I moan with pleasure. I can’t stop kissing her now, and although the release felt good, my need is back with a vengeance. This one quick taste wasn’t enough, and now it would be so easy to keep going.
We’re humping against each other again, only this time her pussy is uncovered and my cock is out. Neither of us is saying it, but it would be so, so easy to accidentally let it go in.
Chapter Nine
TILLY
Holy shit.
I stare up at Paxton, and his gaze is more intense than I’ve seen before. Somehow we’ve gone from zero to sixty in a flash, and I have no idea how it all happened. I don’t want to stop, and if anything, I’m kind of mad at myself for not doing this sooner.
There’s a question in Paxton’s eyes, and I know that with one thrust he'd be inside of me, taking something I’ve never given to anyone. I know that my personality is out there, but I’m not sexually promiscuous.
I’m sure I could tell myself that it’s because of the whole small-town thing, and I’m not messing around with the same man Jane from down the street was hooking up with three months ago. But the truth is I’m cheesy and have been saving it for a reason.
One of the main reasons I still live in Cheerful is because I love this town and all the things that come with it. I didn’t go off to college because I knew this is where I wanted to make my life. I’ve always planned on running the hardware store and having that whole white picket fence relationship. I’ve been looking at Paxton wrong because now I see that he could give me that. We could have that life together.
“Tilly,” he says, his voice gruff.
My sex clenches around the head of his cock at the way he says my name. This is a whole new side to Paxton, one I had no freaking clue was there. This one is more dominating, and it really turns me on.
“I, um…” I lick my lips before I start to speak again. “We—” I’m cut off by the sound of my phone going off. It makes me jump, and when my hips lift, Paxton slips deeper inside of me. The pain is sharp, and for a second it takes my breath away.
“Tilly,” he says again, and my hands go to his chest. He hasn’t gone any farther. In fact, my hips have dropped back down, leaving only the head pressed inside me.
Again, my phone goes off, and tears sting my eyes. How does this keep happening? It killed the moment altogether, and I’m going to throw that phone into the fireplace.
"Stop," I tell him.
Paxton closes his eyes, appearing to be in pain. When I press against his chest, he lets me move him. When he backs up, his cock slips out.