Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46223 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46223 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
I race up her body, as her orgasm climaxes, and slam my cock deep inside her.
“Too thick,” she moans. “It’s too much.”
“You’re doing so well handling me,” I tell her, pushing my cock deep inside her, letting her legs wrap instinctively around me. “So fucking good, Vanessa.”
My body loses the war, my mind goes completely blank. The possessiveness comes out. The animal’s unleashed as I buck inside her.
“Riggs,” she moans out, and the sound of my name from her lips causes me to go faster… harder.
“Take me. All of me.” I press my thumb against her clit. I’ve got her sweet cunt completely filled with my cock, and I keep hammering into her as her nails dig into my skin.
“Oh my, it’s too much,” she hollers out, and I push my pinky into her mouth, lubing it up before moving it to her backside.
I push my pinky at the entrance of her ass, and put pressure there. She moans louder, and I push in a bit deeper. “I love filling you up,” I tell her, ready to confess my undying love for her as well.
The thought sends my mind spiraling as I keep fucking her. It’s never been like this before. I’ve never been this completely lost and found at the same exact time.
“Vanessa,” I whisper, my voice threadbare. “I need you to come again. I want to feel you soak my cock.”
Her eyes meet mine, and she looks like she’s up for the challenge. “I don’t know if I can. I’ve never had more than one orgasm a night before.”
“Well, we need to change all of that,” I tell her, working harder for her release. My thumb pushes harder at her clit as I thrust my hips harder. Faster. Completely fucking this woman out of control.
I’ve lost all sense of time, space, and everything else in this world. The only thing that exists right now is her and me. Two people connecting on a deeper level.
A level I’m not sure I’ve ever been before.
“Come for me,” I demand of her, and she does. And this time when she comes she’s more out of control. It’s like decorum and manners have gone out the window, and all that’s left is this wild hellcat, begging for more of my hard dick.
“Such a good girl,” I reward her, my balls tightening. My orgasm’s close, and I keep thrusting up into her. Over and over again.
“I’m going to come,” I tell her as the remnants of her most recent orgasm cause her to flutter and pulse.
“Yes, Riggs. Please come inside me. Deep.”
I grab onto her ass, squeezing her soft flesh as I see stars shine behind the lids of my closed eyes. “Fuck, you’re pussy’s so fucking sweet,” I grunt out as the feeling becomes too much, my orgasm slamming into me like a freight train.
White lights dance behind my vision as my heart beats out of control. I try to catch my breath, but instead Vanessa pulls me in for a kiss. I suck her tongue along mine as my body fights for control.
“I’m spinning,” I whisper against her lips once I’ve broken the kiss.
“Me too,” she whispers back with a lazy smile, and my eyes crash into hers. The soft brown of her irises hold me prisoner as my body desperately tries to catch its breath.
We breathe together as I move slowly inside her. I’m not ready for this to be over just yet, but I know we’re both exhausted. We need sleep, but I wonder if I can just sleep inside her instead.
“Yes,” she says, obviously reading my mind.
“Yes what?” I ask with a laugh.
“Yes, don’t leave me just yet.”
“I’m not going anywhere,” I say, smoothing a hand over her dark curls. I keep moving slowly inside her as my cock hardens. “I’m not going anywhere,” I say again, letting her know I'm nowhere near done with her body tonight.
This time we go slower, our bodies fitting together like missing puzzle pieces. Our pace is slow, unhurried, as our eyes watch each other in the soft moonlight spilling in through the windows.
I’ve never slow-fucked before, and now I see what all the hype is about. It’s like we’re learning each other on a whole other level.
“You feel so good wrapped around my cock,” I tell her when her back bows off the bed and another orgasm takes control of her.
She smiles, her cheeks flushed and pink. “Everything you do to me feels so, so good.”
I don’t know if it’s pride or love that washes over me, making my chest ache and my own orgasm slam through me… but whatever it is… I never want the feeling to go away.
12
Vanessa
By morning the storm has rinsed the sky clean. Santa Fe smells like wet adobe and coffee, and for the first time in days I wake up without bracing for impact. Riggs is at the tiny table by the window, sleeves pushed up, scribbling a little route sketch on a hotel notepad like a boy drawing racetracks. There’s a brown paper sack between us with two breakfast burritos inside.