Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 97151 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97151 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
“Usually I’m the naked one,” she says.
“You’re about to be.” I sit back and reach for her dress, and I pull it apart with my bare hands. Her skin is so beautiful, soft and hot, and her breasts shift as she moves on the mattress, freeing herself from her tattered dress.
“Ben, it has buttons at the back,” she says on a sigh. “You don’t need to go all King Kong.”
A smile hovers at the edges of my mouth, and I pull the material from her, then rip off her panties. “Are you sure?” I ask. “I think you like it when I go King Kong.”
She laughs. “You’re insane. But you have a big dick and you know how to use it, so I’ll marry you when you ask me.”
“Marry me?” I ask her.
“Okay, then.”
We smile at each other. I’ll ask her properly one day soon. But I don’t want her to think that I’m in any doubt. She’s the only woman who’s ever had my full attention. That will never change, whether she marries me or not.
I reach for a condom and she grabs my wrist. “I don’t want to. I’m on the pill.”
My already hard dick twitches at the thought of being inside her bare.
“It wouldn’t matter to me if you weren’t,” I say, holding her gaze.
She pushes herself up on her elbows, and I try and ignore the way her breasts move, but I can’t, so I reach for one, cupping it and flicking the nipple.
She tips her head back and gasps. “You get me so hot,” she says.
I chuckle. “I know. And…” I glance down at my rigid cock between us. “You do the same for me.”
I press apart her knees and position myself between them.
“I don’t want children yet,” she says.
“So keep taking the pill,” I say.
“You’re okay with that?” she asks.
“I’m okay with anything you want.”
She glances down at my cock and she widens her legs. “I want that, Ben.”
I groan and start to move inside her. Even with just the tip pushed into her, it’s absolute bliss. I pull out and she whimpers.
“Deep, Ben. I want it deep. Please.”
Oh god, Avril begging for my cock is never going to get old.
“You’re going to have to wait,” I snap. “You only get the tip.”
“Please!” she says. “I want it all.”
Christ. It takes everything I have not to push so hard and deep into her that she won’t walk for a week, but I don’t. Because teasing Avril is almost as good as fucking her. Especially as she takes it so well.
I keep up my teasing for a little longer, and she’s reaching for me, moving underneath me, trying to pull me deeper.
Eventually, and without warning, I slam into her. She screams, then convulses around my cock immediately, crying out my name as she clenches around me.
I don’t stop. I continue to pound into her, giving her what she wants—me to fuck her hard and deep. It’s what I need too. I need to show her that this is how it’s going to be for our entire lives. We’re going to enjoy our bodies, take pleasure in each other all the time.
We’re magic together.
Two halves that make a whole.
Two people who make each other better every day.
Sweat sheens my body and Avril wraps her legs around me, like she wants to own me. But she already does. I think she owned me from the night I first met her. I’ve been forever changed ever since. I can’t believe I thought I could let her go. There’s no way I could walk away from her. And the fact that she feels the same way? It’s more than I could’ve ever imagined for myself.
I set out in my adult life determined not to be poor. I didn’t ever think about being happy. Avril’s changed that for me. I can never be unhappy if I’ve got her by my side.
I stare into her eyes and it feels like we’re connected, body and soul, as I move above her, skin to skin, nothing between us. No unspoken words, no secrets, no unshared dreams. We know each other, and she loves me anyway. How could I ever get luckier than that?
“Ben,” Avril cries from underneath me.
I can tell she’s close again. The panic in her eyes, and the way her fingers grip my shoulders.
“Come, Avril,” I say, through gritted teeth. I’m hanging on by a thread, but I won’t come until she’s with me.
“I’m so close,” she pants.
“Because I’m so deep,” I say. “I always fuck you so deep. And you’re so wet.”
She dissolves underneath me, and it triggers something inside me, and I empty myself into her. We come together, spinning and spinning, our pleasure entwining and swirling between us.
She shudders underneath me, her entire body shaking with the intensity of what passed between us.