Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28557 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
I'm breaking and mending, lost and found. My heart opens, filling with more of him than I imagined possible, the edges wild but finally clear.
He thrusts deeper, his face twisted in pleasure, and I know it's real. He's losing control, on the edge of something wild and perfect. The rawness reshapes everything. "Baby," he grunts, primal and alive, the best sound I've ever heard. "Fuck."
He holds nothing back, and I love him for it. I love him more than I ever thought possible.
His rhythm is both relentless and mesmerizing, leaving me breathless. He overwhelms me and pushes me into a blissful, intense oblivion. His body surges, intense and flawless, as he reaches his peak. Together, we descend into something profound, beautiful, and entirely new.
As my body shakes with a second climax, I dissolve, giving myself over to it, to him, to everything he’s making me feel.
I stir awake as the first slivers of sunlight filter through the gaps in the curtains, casting soft, golden stripes across the room. Her gentle curves are nestled against me, and the warmth of her body ignites an immediate response.
I try to inch away, hoping to slip out of bed without disturbing her, but she seems to sense my movement. Her delicate fingers reach out, finding their way between us, and wrap around me with a tender yet firm grip.
“Good morning,” she murmurs, her voice a soft melody in the quiet room.
“Yes, it is,” I reply, my words escaping in a low groan as she skillfully glides her hand along my length, her touch lighting a fire beneath my skin.
“I was planning to let you sleep in," I manage to say, my voice strained as she circles her thumb gently over the sensitive tip.
“I don’t want to sleep,” she whispers, her words laced with a teasing defiance that I can’t resist. Her skin is intoxicating like warm, living silk and I can’t help but crave more. I kiss my way to her tits, savoring the softness. The rapid beating of her heart resonates against my lips. Her moans intertwine with my own, filling the air with a symphony of desire.
I shift, rolling her onto her back, and crawl up her body with deliberate slowness. Straddling her thighs, I let my hands glide along her sides, feeling the slight quiver of her stomach beneath my touch. A low, needy laugh escapes me as I trace the curves of her waist, exploring the valley between her tits. I find a tender spot that makes her shiver with anticipation.
My fingers comb through the wild cascade of her hair, spreading like a golden halo around her head. She arches beneath me, wrapping her legs around my hips, but I gently grasp her wrists, pinning them above her head. I need to see the effect I’m having on her in her eyes.
I press against her, letting her feel the full extent of my need. My voice is rough and gravelly as I ask, "Think you can handle another round?"
She doesn't answer. She's breathing hard and gripping my sides, urging me closer, further. I’m so into it I almost come when she looks at me like that, wide-eyed and wild. "I know I can," she finally gasps.
She squirms beneath me, her body twisting and turning as she tries to gain the upper hand. I've got her wrists pinned firmly above her head, and she arches her back, a silent plea for more. Her skin is warm and inviting under my touch. I trace a finger slowly down her torso, feeling the curve of her waist and the softness of her skin, before reaching the heat between her thighs.
Her breath catches in her throat, and she lets out a sharp gasp. Her legs part instinctively, as if responding to an unspoken command, while I press my finger deeper into her wet pussy. The air around us feels electric, charged with a tension that makes my heart race. The heat of the moment envelops us, and I am acutely aware that this intoxicating sensation has unraveled everything I thought I knew.
I'm all over her, feeling everywhere at once. Her perfect tits, her curvy stomach, her long, elegant neck. She's mine, totally mine, and she's loving it. Her eyes roll back as she wraps her thigh around me and uses the leverage to try to push me onto my back.
She thinks she's sneaky, but I've got her number. She tugs my hair and bites my lip, driving me insane. I grip her ass and rock against her. The friction is perfect. "You're gonna make me come," she warns, squirming.
"I know," I tell her. I’m the one in charge, and she loves it. I pull back, just enough to let her know she's not the boss. My mouth finds her wet core again, taking her apart.