Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 35040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 175(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
She tilted her head back to look at him. He was a lot taller than her, and she had no choice but to look at him like this.
His thumb stroked across her lips.
“Go upstairs, take off your dress. Take off everything. I want you naked, and lie on the edge of your bed. Lie back and spread your legs. When I come upstairs, I want to see you playing with your pussy.”
Willow felt her mouth go dry, but she didn’t hesitate. Her legs felt like they were made of Jell-O. When she cleared the stairs and could no longer see Cyrus, she did attempt to pinch herself to see if it was all a dream.
No, very much real.
Stepping into her bedroom, she quickly began to remove her clothes. She neatly folded them up and placed them on the chair in the corner of her room. There was no time for sloppiness. Once she was naked, she didn’t dare look in the mirror, and instead followed his directions. She had to play with herself.
Willow laid back on the bed and spread her legs, staring up at the ceiling. She felt her heart race, and she closed her eyes, running her hand down her body and going straight toward her pussy.
She was so wet.
Slick.
Teasing her fingers through her pussy, she didn’t touch her entrance, and instead stroked around the lips of her sex, coating her clit.
She was so focused on following his instructions that she didn’t even hear him enter. Not until he let out a low grown.
“Now that is a pretty fucking sight,” he said. His voice low, gruff, and she opened her eyes to see him there in the bedroom.
What surprised her was he was already naked. She didn’t know where his clothes were, but he wasn’t wearing anything. Cyrus had several tattoos, including the same one her father had. He never got it removed as it had filled him with pride.
The mark of the Reaper. Two reapers back-to-back, encircled with a moon. Not many people would know what it was, but her dad had told her about it.
The Reapers in the town of Lost Creek had each other’s backs, which is why they were standing back-to-back, watching, protecting the town.
She didn’t linger on any of his other tattoos, as she was distracted by the fact he was completely naked, and he held his thick cock within his grip. And he was long and thick.
He worked from the base of his length, up to the tip, and she only had on a couple of lamps that glowed either side of the bed. The tip of his cock glistened with his pre-cum.
“Do you like what you see?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Good, because I’m liking what I see. Spread those lips, let me see your cunt,” he said.
Willow laid back amongst the pillows and did as he asked, spreading the lips of her sex for him to see her.
“And you’ve never been with a man?” he asked.
“No, never.”
“That makes me fucking lucky,” he said.
She heard him move and then she jumped as he touched her knees. He stroked his hands up her thighs, then back down. His touch was so light, but it made her want more. She didn’t want him to stop.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he asked.
She shook her head.
“You drive me crazy, Willow. Do you have any idea how many times I’ve watched you walking around in your cute dresses? Your sexy jeans. Even your damn skirts.”
This did make her frown. She never wore anything above her knee.
“I don’t wear anything too short,” she said, going onto her elbows.
He chuckled. “Babe, what I’m telling you is you don’t have to. You drive me crazy by just existing.” He pressed his face against her stomach. He was so close to her pussy. He kissed her stomach, nipping at her flesh. “I’ve wanted you for a long time.
Cyrus started to kiss down her body and Willow could just hold her breath as he got closer to her pussy. Even though she had pinched herself and checked it wasn’t a dream, she still kept expecting to wake up.
When his tongue stroked through her clit, there was no denying it. This was happening. She was with Cyrus and right now he was licking her pussy, and it was like a dream had come true. She moaned his name.
He took her clit into his mouth and used his teeth to gnaw at it, sucking the bud into his mouth. She cried out. The pleasure was unlike anything she had ever felt. She hadn’t been prepared for it, and it took her completely by surprise.
Cyrus let her clit go, and then he pressed his tongue to her nub, stroking back and forth. He took his time, teasing her, building her up, and she cried out, not wanting him to stop.