Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 24049 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24049 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
“That’s my good girl,” I whisper on her parted lips. “You saved this sweet pussy for me.”
“Yes,” she whispers between gasps. “For you...”
Knowing I’ll be the only one to see this look in her eyes, to feel her down here, to slide deep into her… It makes something dark and primal coil in my chest.
It fills me with possessive thoughts.
Mine.
My girl. Giving herself to me, and only me, like she was always meant to.
I slide my hand from between her legs and cradle her face in my hands, my thumbs brushing away her tears as I kiss her slow and deep, pouring every protective, grateful, possessive emotion I’m feeling into it. She melts into me, soft and warm and trembling, like she was built to fit against my body. Like she was made for this moment.
“It’s time for the tour of the loft,” I growl against her mouth. “I’m ready for it.”
Her fingers curl into my shirt, clutching like she never wants to let go.
“Me too,” she whispers.
I scoop her up in my big arms and carry her to the loft. She climbs up the ladder and I groan in anticipation when I see her round ass in front of my face, swaying from side to side like it’s trying to hypnotize me. I’m already there. It’s all I can think about.
I love that she waited.
She’s all mine. Only mine.
Possessiveness floods my veins, hot and unyielding as I climb up the ladder after her. I want to keep her. Claim her. Build a life around her like she’s the center of everything.
To me, she already is.
The loft is nothing but a queen mattress covered in sheets and a duvet lying on the floor with a few suitcases piled neatly beside it. It’s not much but it’s all I need. I’ll take this girl on a cardboard box on the ground if that’s all we have. I’ll take her standing up against the wall. I’ll take her anywhere.
And over the upcoming years, I’m sure I’ll have taken her every which way in all sorts of places and positions. I can’t wait for each one.
“My bedroom,” she says with a shy smile as she climbs onto the bed. “Want a tour?”
“There’s only one thing I want to see,” I growl as I climb onto the bed after her, my cock so hard it’s aching. “You. In front of me. Naked.”
She swallows hard as I climb on top of her, hovering over her trembling body. My cock brushes against her pussy and she lets out a deep moan.
“That’s the last thing on the tour,” she says, her eyes full of nerves and arousal as she slides her hand up my arm.
“I’m not a very patient man,” I say as I reach down and unbutton her jeans. “Let’s skip to the end.”
“Customer is always right,” she says with a moan as I pull down the zipper. She lifts her hips as I grab her jeans and tug them down. My mouth waters when I see her pink panties.
She takes off her shirt as I guide her jeans down her legs and off her feet. My body aches with lust when I see my girl in nothing but her bra and panties.
She’s spilling out of that bra, her round tits jiggling with every move she makes.
I’m staring in awe as she reaches up and tugs at my shirt in frustration. “You too,” she moans.
I yank off my shirt and toss it onto the suitcases, watching her watch me, her eyes filling with arousal as she checks out my chest and abs.
Her hand slides down my six pack and doesn’t stop there. My girl wraps her hand around my cock again and I shake my head, gently taking her wrist and pulling it away. “Uh, uh, uh. It’s your turn for that.”
I lower my head between her spread thighs and drag my nose up her panties, right on her mound. She drops her back onto the bed and starts writhing as I kiss the wet spot.
My hands are shaking as I grab her panties and slowly pull them down.
Nothing prepares me for what I see. I can barely breathe as her virgin pussy comes into view, rocking me to my core. I stare at it in awe as I gently pull her underwear off of each foot.
“Beautiful,” I whisper under my breath as I lean down, keeping her legs spread wide with my big demanding hands. My eyes are locked on her glistening lips with that delicious bit of pink just barely visible between them.
I take one last look before I put my mouth on it and devour her. She arches her back and cries out when she feels my tongue parting her soft folds.
She’s delicious. This sweet flavor… I know I’ll never be satiated by it. I’ll never have enough.