Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 40951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 205(@200wpm)___ 164(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 205(@200wpm)___ 164(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)
And then I sit back and let my eyes get their fill of her. “Take your bra off for me,” I tell her, and she does as I request.
I’m in a daze—a complete fucking daze—as I stare at her. She’s just so beautiful, and best part is… she doesn’t even know it.
I take my time with her tits, feeling, massaging and squeezing. I tilt her closer so I can get my mouth over one of them, and knead the other with my hand.
“Oh god, Rhett.” She leans her head back and her hair tumbles down her back in waves.
I kiss her, moving her body back to where she’s straddling my lap once more. My body’s a raging inferno. If I’m not careful I might just confess my undying love for her right here and now. That would be silly.
I’ve never been in love in my life. And I don’t think I’m a man capable of it, but if I ever were… it would be now. By the fire with her in my arms.
My cock’s hard as she grinds her hips. “You’re so what I need right now,” I grumble, and she laughs lightly.
She stands back up, eyes meeting mine. Then she does something unexpected. She helps me stand, and tugs at my sweatpants. She drags them down my legs. She lowers herself to the ground and kneels before me.
I stroke a finger across her cheek. “What are you doing?” I choke on the words.
She tugs my boxer-briefs down, and my cock springs free. Her eyes widen, and she gasps.
“Oh, ‘tis the season to be… uh, huge.” Ivy’s eyes meet mine and there’s a sparkle of something hidden in the depths. It makes me smile, and my hips thrust forward just a bit.
My cock needs attention, and she wraps her hand around the base. She licks her lips and I nearly go nuclear at the sight. I place a hand on her head, guiding her mouth over my dick. She sucks me deep down her throat and I squeeze my eyes shut.
Perfection.
She continues to suck as my mind explodes with possibilities of the future. When my body builds toward its release, I stop her.
“What’s wrong?” she asks, eyes gleaming up at me.
“I want to be inside you when I get off.” I help her settle back on my lap, and kiss her.
I line myself up, and push the tip into her tightness. “Ah, fuck, Ivy.”
She tilts her hips forward, positioning herself just right. It feels so fucking good.
“Ride me, baby,” I tell her, punching my hips up, letting my cock dive deeper inside her.
Her hands land on my shoulders, and I grip her waist with both hands, controlling the speed. I take it slow at first, letting her get acclimated to my size. Then, when I can’t take it anymore and the feel of her wrapped tightly around me becomes too overwhelming, I spin her around. She’s lying flat on her back on the couch, and I hover above her, one foot on the ground. I slam into her, my emotions and pure rugged heat taking over.
I barely recognize myself. It’s this pure primal attraction. I keep moving inside her, letting her moans and cries of ecstacy fill me up. I’ve never been this turned on in my life.
I’ve never been this… in the moment.
I gaze into her eyes, and she smiles back up at me. I slide a finger up her throat, across her jaw, and over her lips. “You’re so fucking pretty,” I tell her. She’s prettier than anyone I’ve ever seen.
She closes her eyes as I push even deeper inside her. I keep thrusting my hips, my body building and building toward that release I need so badly.
I grip her shoulder, pushing up into her as I suck along her neck, close to her ear. “You’re everything. And you feel so damn good.” I keep fucking, screwing her right here on the couch. “What are you doing to me?”
She wraps her legs around my waist and grips onto me tighter. “Oh, please. I’m almost there, Rhett.”
It’s like music to my ears. Her words egg me on, as if I’d ever stop. I’m so close it hurts. I keep ravaging her as she comes all over me.
“Fuck, yes. Ivy, don’t stop,” I tell her, and she keeps moaning.
My own orgasm crashes through me, and I crumple into it, letting the emotions wash over me. I keep pumping, keep feeling as my world tilts on its axis. It’s all-consuming. It’s all powerful.
She doesn’t let go as her breathing returns to normal. I don’t let go either. I want to live in this moment. Never leave it.
She smiles, soft and wide and a little wobbly, then settles against my chest, tucking herself under my arm like she was made to fit there. My hand finds her hair, stroking slow, and for the first time in a very long time, I feel…free.