Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 62972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 315(@200wpm)___ 252(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62972 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 315(@200wpm)___ 252(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
She shakes her head, eyes shining, hair already wild from all our rolling around.
I adjust her hips and help her rise onto her knees. “Go ahead. Sink down slowly and take me in. No rush.” I’ve waited a week, I can wait another minute.
Hazel does, and almost immediately starts to moan. “My god, Rafe, this feels so good.” She works her way down until I’m buried inside her, then throws her head back as her pussy clamps down on me.
She keeps me deep as she adjusts. She tilts side to side, getting her balance on the bed, leans forward and cants her hips, and all of it is sweet torture. With her hands braced lightly on my chest, she finally starts to move, retreating, then sliding back home.
Her moans tell me how much she likes it, but she’s also generous with her words, and much less shy than she was a few days ago. “This feels amazing, Rafe. You’re filling me so full.”
It doesn’t take long for her body to demand more. She starts to speed up, leaning farther forward at the same time to stimulate her clit. She’s a natural, so I don’t try to direct her—I just let her have fun.
It’s not easy, though, because the way her breasts are brushing against me as she rocks back and forth is enough to send me over the edge, not to mention the way her pussy’s squeezing my cock as she rides me.
While I’m willing myself to stay cool, Hazel’s eyes suddenly go wide and she gasps my name. Her velvet walls strangle me, but I hold off as long as I can as she grinds down on me, her head rolled back, her eyes pinched shut, her face radiant.
When I can’t take it a second longer, I flip us over and drive into her hard and fast. She comes again, and I follow right behind, emptying myself out as her pussy throbs around me like a racing heartbeat.
Though I’ve been taking care of myself over the past two days, my release is intense, as if it’s been building up for weeks.
As soon as I can, I make moves to roll off of her, but she holds me close. “I don’t want to crush you,” I tell her.
She wraps her arms around my neck and tangles her fingers in my hair. “You feel good on top of me.”
“And you feel incredible under me.” I kiss her, softly first, then deeply, as she continues to hold me. The taste of her fills my senses, and I file it away for the lonely nights to come.
I roll to the side and bring her with me, so she’s on top again. “What did you think of this position?”
Her smile is brilliant and wide, and almost makes my cock stiffen, despite the fact that I’m completely drained. “I loved it.” She pushes back up onto her knees and slides her hands across my chest to my shoulders, where she holds on, looking down at me.
“Good. Let’s rest a while, then we can fool around some more.”
I take care of the condom and bring some water to Hazel. After she takes a long drink, I wrap my arms around her and hold her tight. When I hear her fall asleep, I let myself drift off, too.
A few hours later, Hazel’s still in my arms. I rest until she stirs, then I let my hands wander. She groans lightly, still sounding half asleep as I bring her to orgasm with my fingers.
She stiffens, arches, then goes limp. After a few minutes, she rolls over to face me, one of her hands going to my face, while the other reaches for my cock. “Hi.” When I return her greeting, she asks, “What time is it?”
“Around 3:30.”
Her hand cuffs my cock more tightly as her thumb teases the head. All of me is wide awake now, and I need to be inside her.
“Are you thirsty?” When she nods, I reach for the glass on the bedside table and hand it over to her. She sits up to take it, but keeps touching me with her free hand. She doesn’t look tired anymore, either.
As she drinks, I dive under the covers to make sure all of her is awake and ready. She spreads her legs for me, and I plunge my tongue inside her. I slide my hands under her ass, lift her hips, and feast until she’s crying out my name.
“Want to try doggy style?” I ask, after she comes down from a climax. When she nods, I help her get into position, then sheathe myself as I admire the view. I hadn’t bothered to turn the light off earlier, and I’m so glad.
I take hold of her hip to keep her steady and feed my cock into her until I’m balls deep. She moans in a way that makes me swell inside her. When I pull back, it’s like her pussy doesn’t want to let me go.