Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20430 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20430 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
It’s only the beginning. Cash’s tongue gets to work in exploring my womanhood, sliding up and down and slurping up juices almost quicker than my body can produce them. His hands massage my thighs as they join in on the fun of pleasing me, the combination of the pressure and warmth he’s showing me oh so wonderful and impressive, and he’s oh so good at showing me what I’ve been missing as I resisted sex. It’s so clear to me that none of the guys before him would have been anywhere near as good as him, though, so maybe I wasn’t missing anything, just waiting for him.
He lays on the love, building such intensity inside me as I toss and turn on the bed, letting him work his magic. The waves inside me roll gently at first, with sudden yet pleasurable disturbances washing over me again and again. I cry out for him, and relish every little bit of this moment. Cash only smiles, and continues to lay it on thick and steady, making sure that he squeezes every little bit of pleasure out of me, so absolutely dedicated to making me scream and squirm.
He sucks on my clit, massages me hard and steady. It’s all coming together faster and faster. I’m trembling with need, my legs crossing around his head as I desperately try to hang on and relish every little bit of this madness and intensity he’s inflicting on me.
It’s not long until my virgin body just can’t take it anymore and I’m singing for him at the top of my lungs as the waves turn from gentle into full-on continuous tsunamis, utterly ravaging me as I cry out for him, just as he wants me to do.
And I can’t help but fall flat, lying there and letting the utter bliss wash over me. I’m smiling, happier than at any moment I’ve experienced before. It’s so absolutely serene.
Seeing Cash stand up and remove his belt, I’m struck with an awareness that we’re not done. Oh no. I’m still technically a virgin right now, and Cash? Cash wants to take care of that problem for me.
And he’s definitely proven that there’s no other man for the job.
His jeans fall and he steps out of them, and now he’s good and properly naked, as I am. His cock throbs my way, looking like everything I’ve ever wanted out of one. I may be a virgin, yes, but it doesn’t mean I’m entirely naive. I know what a man has down there, and how the whole ‘insert tab A into slot B’ thing works. I’ve salivated at the thought, and couldn’t wait for the right man to show me everything.
And here he is, standing right in front of me with a rock-hard cock, ready and willing.
Cash climbs onto me, and we share another wonderful, if ever so brief kiss. “I’m just so absolutely overwhelmed with how sweet and beautiful you are, Cassidy. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman, and I almost missed you for another night of eating pizza at home and being bored.”
“Call it fate, if you believe in such things.”
“I really didn’t think I did, but girl, you got a way of changing the world for me.”
I can feel his cock throb against my thigh, so ready to thrust into me and claim me. And I’m so ready to let him. “Do it. Take me, cowboy. Like a stallion taking his mare.”
He laughs, shaking his head. “I think we’d need to get into a slightly racier position for that.”
“Just fuck me, you big goofball.”
He growls, steals another quick kiss, and proceeds to do just that.
His cock tickles my pussy lips ever so briefly as they part for him and he starts to push himself inside of me, and God, it’s so fucking incredible.
The sensation is a bit strange as I take him in, but I’m so hot and ready for him, any discomfort is easily conquered by the sheer and immense desire I’m feeling for him, the need for him to fuck me, the need for his cock.
When all of him is inside me I gasp for him, and he keeps a gentle eye on me. He worries for me, even as I assure him it’s unnecessary.
I buck into him a bit to encourage him, letting him know that I’m more than ready and willing to be his, for him to take me as hard as he can. I’m not a virgin anymore. In fact, I’m so ready to leave that word in the past and become his little slut – his alone.
He gives me what I want. He thrusts into me, making me sing for him as I cry out in bliss with each and every stroke. My arms cross around his back, the more fervent thrusts breaking my hold as I desperately hang on to him, my nails dragging across his flesh. It’s not pain for him though, it’s only encouragement. He wants to fuck me so hard, so fast that I lose control. That I give myself entirely to him.