Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 59304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
“Fuck.”
I tug her nipple, rubbing her pussy at the same time. Her hips twitch and vibrate in that tell-tell way. It’s pure instinct. It’s pure desire. It’s hunger on a level only we can know, here and now.
She touches my wrist.
“Is there something you want to say?” I smirk.
“Touch me properly,” she whimpers.
“Say it properly, then.”
She meets the challenge, staring at me. “Put your hands down my shorts and touch my fucking pussy.”
Oh… fuck.
My dick feels like it could explode.
I slip my hand down her shorts, over her pubic bone and push down on her clit, too fucking eager to slip further down. Plus, I know that when I feel her juices all over my hand, I’m going to snap completely, free my cock, tear her shorts off and bring my slickness to her aching center.
She twists around and bites down on my T-shirt, clawing her nails down my body.
“Are you going to come for me, Siena? Get your pussy even wetter for me?”
She doesn’t say anything–it’s like she can’t–but she manages a short nod. Her hips continue to move in that eager tempo of desire, grinding her nub against my hand as I quicken my pace.
I swear her horny clit, addicted to her moans, to the ecstasy bursting through her. I lean down and bite her breast softly, but enough to leave a mark, enough for her to feel it.
We sink into this beautiful rhythm until she lets the T-shirt go, freeing her breathy gasps, telling me she’s close to an eruption. I lean back again, wanting to watch her, my eyes picking out her euphoria in the low light.
The orgasm finally strikes her. She squeezes her thick, delicious thighs around my hand, trapping me there.
I rub her clit harder, faster, watching as the pleasure pours out of her perfect curvy body. Her eyes glitter gorgeously as her legs fall apart in exhaustion.
I slide my hand lower…
Oh. Fuck.
Drenched.
Dripping
Slick.
Fucking… argh. The precome won’t stop flowing out of me.
“You’re ready for me,” I growl.
Standing, I grip my shorts and my briefs by the waistband and pull them down. My dick springs up. Siena gasps, leaning up on her arms, staring at me.
“You’re… glistening,” she mutters.
I look down. She’s right. My staff is shiny with precome.
“I need yours,” I snarl. “Now.”
“Do you have…”
I smirk, lean down, and grab the condom from my pocket. “I told you I’d be ready. I haven’t stopped carrying this since the first time. I’m too damn hungry for you. Now–show me your body. All of it.”
She stands, turns away from me. At first, I don’t know what she’s doing. But then I get it–she’s making me lose my mind…
Leaning forward, she draws my attention to the shapeliness of her round ass. She bends over, then looks at me over her shoulder as she slowly pulls her shorts and her underwear down, revealing her creaminess inch by mouthwatering inch.
“Like this?” she whispers. “Hmm, Dario?”
The thing that drives me over the edge is when I see her inner thighs glimmering with her release. My hands tremble as I tear the condom wrapper open, then slickly glide it down my throbbing length.
She props her hands against a palm tree.
“I want you like this,” she murmurs. “I want you to take me… fucking wild, Dario. Because that’s what we are. We’re wild. We don’t make sense. And here and now, I love that we don’t make sense.”
She sounds drunk, just like how I feel. Intoxicated with pleasure.
I stumble forward as she steps out of her shorts and arches her back, presenting her slick and hungry pussy, her thick round ass.
When I bring my hand down on her delicious globe in a light spank, she gasps.
“Is that how you want it, Mr. Mafia, huh? Is that how you do it?”
“I don’t do it like that. This is how I want you, Siena. Just you. I love the way your ass jiggles when I spank you.”
I do it again, staring mesmerized at the shimmering of her body.
“Don’t keep me waiting,” she moans, shifting from side to side.
Slipping one hand into the perfect hold between her stomach and her leg, I squeeze my dick with the other, guiding me to her entrance. She doesn’t break eye contact, letting me see the shocked pleasure on her face, her eyes widening, her lips pouting beautifully.
My dick aches as I glide deeper and deeper, sinking against her, my abs flattening the round orbs of her perfect ass. She gasps and finally lets her head fall forward, gripping the palm tree two-handed and pushing back against me.
“Fuck,” I growl, staring at myself buried inside of her.
“You’re big,” she moans.
“Too big?”
“Just fuck me,” she says desperately.
I slip my other hand into the sexy-as-fuck dip between her waist, then gently glide out and push myself into her again. She gasps and pushes back in time with me, meeting me with a twitch of her hips.