Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 12485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 62(@200wpm)___ 50(@250wpm)___ 42(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 62(@200wpm)___ 50(@250wpm)___ 42(@300wpm)
I can’t help but feel a little smug. She likes what she sees.
I cup her breasts, running circles over her nipples, still hidden under the fabric of her shirt, making her squirm. I want to see her tits so fucking bad, but I know our time in this bathroom is painfully limited.
"Liam, please."
"Please, what?" My voice is rough. "Tell me what you need."
"I need you to fuck me."
Christ, it’s a struggle not to come right now before I’ve even started fucking her. "We can wait. Find a bed. A carpeted floor.” Waiting once we’ve come this far might kill me, but I have to give her the choice.
Her answer is simple. "No."
"You deserve better."
"Then give me better later," she huffs. A woman after my own heart. "Please, Liam. I'm burning alive here."
That’s all the convincing I need. I pull off her panties and toss them on top of my discarded jeans. I grab her knees, spreading her legs, and can barely breathe. She’s so fucking perfect, her pussy ready for me, even if her expression is concerned.
“It’ll fit, right?”
I laugh. “Fuck yes, it will. I’ll make it good, Anna. I swear.”
This is my Anna. I've known her for almost ten years. She’s my best friend’s sister, and I've loved her from afar for all those years. And now she's here, kissing me, and I’m about to fuck her in a bathroom at a frat party. Am I dreaming?
"Are you sure?" I ask one more time, needing to know this is what she wants.
"I'm sure."
I curse under my breath, fisting my cock in my hand and lining it up with her entrance. Anna watches as I push inside her, her pupils blown from lust, fascinated, and panting with need as I fill her.
"Fuck, you're tight," I hiss, bracing myself with one hand on the bathroom counter. "Tell me if you need a second."
"It's okay," she whispers back, her voice unsteady. “It feels really, really good.”
I kiss her again, and it’s enough to distract her just a little, so the tension in her body eases. Soon enough, she melts into pure pleasure, and once I’m all the way inside, I let out a low groan. Her pussy is hot and fits me like a glove.
"So fucking tight," I tell her again, kissing along her jaw. "Do you have any idea how long I've wanted this?"
"No idea," she gasps, clutching my shoulders, eyes still fixed on where we’re joined.
"Years, Anna."
She meets my eyes now, shocked, but before she can respond, I roll my hips, rocking in and out of her. My thrusts are slow at first, but as I start to get used to her grip on me, they become faster and deeper.
Her ass slides across the counter, and after a moment, I slap a palm on the mirror and push forward, changing the angle and making Anna’s eyes roll back in her head.
I don’t blame her. It's so damn good. Better than I've ever imagined.
"Yes," she says, wrapping her legs around me even tighter, heels bumping against my lower back. I give in and push her tank top up, inwardly yelling for joy when I see she isn’t wearing a bra. I’m hungry to see every inch of her, including her soft, round tits and pink nipples, bouncing as I slam into her.
I fuck her, keeping steady, kissing her when her cries get too loud and swallowing down the hot-as-hell sounds she’s making for me. I catch my own reflection in the mirror. The sight of what I’m doing to her, my body pounding into her as she fights to stay seated on the counter, is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and I have to bite the inside of my cheek so I don’t come immediately.
Anna turns to look, too, barely able to crane her neck far enough, but she’s equally affected by what she sees—her legs wrapped tight around my waist, tank top pushed up over her bouncing tits, jeans in a heap on the floor, and her panties discarded nearby. I can see my muscles strain as I piston into her, and Anna makes a small noise of pleasure at the sight.
I'm so close to coming that I can't think straight. I have to get her there first, and while she’s enjoying every second of this, I need to speed it up. I slide one hand between her thighs, and my fingers find her clit, rubbing it in fast, frantic circles.
"Come for me," I say slowly. "Come on. Come around my cock."
A second later, her orgasm hits. Anna’s thighs shake, and her body arches like she’s electrified, pussy milking my cock so hard I can barely catch my breath. My hips slam into her as I fuck her hard and deep, not holding back anymore. She’s coming for me, and I’m about to fill her up.