Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
“Just a second. I have a condom in my—”
“No, I have an IUD,” I say, getting in touch with my bossy side in a major way as my inner walls clench around their own frustrating emptiness. “I’m all clear, and I trust you to tell me if you aren’t.”
“I’m safe,” he says, his breath coming nearly as fast as my own as he sets me back on my feet. “And fuck, baby, I want you bare. But if I take you without a condom, I’m going to come in you. I won’t be able to stop until I pump every bit inside you. Until I fill this tight pussy with come.”
I exhale a tortured whimper I wasn’t aware I was capable of making.
But hell, I’ve never had a man talk to me like that.
I had no clue how much I’d like it…
“Yes, please, yes,” I pant as I rip my top over my head and toss it, exposing my rock hard nipples to the cool air in the bedroom.
“Fuck, sweetheart,” he says, his hungry gaze on my breasts now. “How have I neglected these sweet little nipples so long? Look how tight you are, baby.” He cups my small breasts, one in each of his hands, dragging a ragged cry from low in my throat as he caresses my aching tips with his thumbs. “Can you ever forgive me?”
“Yes,” I pant, trembling as he continues to play with my breasts, building the longing vibrating inside until it feels like I’ll detonate at any moment. “Just inside me. Please. Now.”
With a curse, he spins toward the bed, guiding me onto the mattress. He pulls back long enough to get rid of the rest of his clothes and then his big body is hovering over mine. He nudges my legs wider and settles between them, his cock nudging against my entrance as he kisses me, murmuring against my lips, “So wet for me. Fuck, I love how wet you are, Steph. How much you want this cock.”
“Yes. So much, so bad.” I wrap my legs around his hips, pulling him closer. “Now, Tank. Please, now.”
His breath stutters out, his forehead dropping to mine. “Tell me you need my cock inside you, Teach. Tell me you need me to fill you up. Because I’m a dirty bastard, and I need to hear it again. I need your sweet voice in my ear telling me you’re dying for me to fuck you until you milk my dick dry.”
I can barely think straight, I’m so turned on, but I manage to eke out, “I need you to fill me. I need it so much.”
And that’s all it takes. He thrusts into me with a groan, filling me in one sharp motion. I cry out, my nails digging into his shoulders as my body struggles to adjust to a cock much larger than any I’ve had before.
He’s so thick, and so long, that it’s almost too much.
He stills, giving me a beat to adjust, his breath hot against my neck. “Breathe, Steph. I’m sorry if I went too fast, baby. You just… Fuck, you drive me crazy. But you’re so tight on me. So damned tight. Am I hurting you? Never want to hurt you, sweetheart.”
“No, it’s okay,” I assure him, my hands skimming down his powerful back. “I just need a second.”
“Take all the time you need, baby,” he murmurs, his hips rocking gently against mine, just enough to make my clit throb. “I’m in no rush. I just want to make you feel good. I’m sorry my dick is a fucking monster in comparison to this sweet, little pussy.”
“She’s not that sweet.” I gasp, my hips lifting to meet his as “a little too much” quickly becomes “just enough.” I relax, leaning into the wave of pleasure that washes through me as he teases my nipples between his fingers and thumb. “Suck my nipples? Please?”
“I told you, you never have to say please,” he says as he bends to suck my nipple between his lips.
To suck and lick and roll them between his teeth, until I’m wiggling beneath him, pulsing and aching and begging him to move with every squirm of my hips.
“You ready, Teach?” he asks, his voice tight.
“Yes, now,” I gasp, my head falling back as he nips at my throat. “Fuck me now. Fuck me deep.”
“With pleasure, baby. Steph, God, you’re…” He trails off with a groan, his hands gripping my hips as he begins to move. His thrusts are slow and languid, at first, each one dragging a moan from my lips.
He’s everywhere, his body pressing into mine, his cock filling every inch of me, his mouth on my neck, my collarbone, my breasts. His hands roam, touching, teasing, driving me wild.
“Tank. God, I’m going to come, I’m so close,” I gasp, my hands sliding down to grip his ass, urging him deeper, faster.