Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 40420 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40420 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 202(@200wpm)___ 162(@250wpm)___ 135(@300wpm)
I gasp as he sinks deep in. I’m soaking wet, dripping with desire, and he easily fills me up. I gasp when he grinds his hips and starts to fuck me.
“God damn, little Leah,” he groans. “Your pussy feels so fucking good. It’s the drug that keeps me coming back.”
I respond by moving my hips, staring up at him. My breasts bounce softly as he thrusts into me, and I hold one with my right hand as he strokes deeper and harder.
He grabs my hair, bending me forward more, gripping tight. I gasp as he strokes faster and faster into my pussy, fucking me rough, unrelenting. I groan and I know I’m going to beg, I just can’t help it.
“Deeper, Daddy,” I plead. He gives me what I want, deep, hard strokes.
“You’re a filthy fucking girl,” he whispers. “Look at you, begging to get your pussy fucked.”
“Oh, god, Daddy.”
“I know. You need to be punished.” He grips my hair tighter. “You need to get your tight little cunt fucked. I’m going to fill you up until you can’t breathe.”
He fucks me faster, grinding into me. Pleasure blooms through my whole body. It feels incredible, taking his big cock between my legs. I grind again, moving along his shaft, panting gently.
He grabs me and turns me around, getting me onto my hands and knees. He grabs my hair and pulls me back against him, his hands cupping my breasts, his cock buried in my pussy. I gasp, grab onto his hips.
He kisses my neck, my lips. Slowly I shimmy my hips, grinding down against him, before he pushes me back down.
I take his big cock from behind. He fucks me rough, big hands gripping my hips, sliding deep inside. I groan and wiggle myself along his length, needing more and more. He spanks me hard, leaving handprints on my ass in stinging tingles.
Pleasure rocks through my body. I can feel all my worries disappear, my worries about Atlas, about Cole, about my job, about everything. Nothing matters but this moment as he fucks me harder, rougher, takes me the way I need.
He reaches around my hips and starts to tease my clit. I groan, biting my lip. “Fuck, Daddy,” I whisper. He rubs my clit faster, fucking me harder, ripping into me.
I gasp, grind my hips. I’m so close I can barely breathe. I need to come so badly I can hardly take it anymore. He grunts, sensing my desire. He spanks me again, pulls my hair tighter, thrusts deeper.
“Fuck,” I gasp, my whole body tightening. He rubs my clit faster, fucks me deeper, and I feel the orgasm roll through me.
I come hard on his fat cock. He’s buried deep inside me as I come. I groan, rolling my hips back against him, my entire mind empty of anything but desire and pleasure as it rocks through me.
I feel his hands grip my hips harder as he keeps thrusting into me. I’m in the middle of the most intense orgasm of my life when I feel him tighten and come deep inside of me.
I feel him fill me up. It drives me wild. I move my hips, sliding along his shaft, and slowly we come together. It passes through me like a hurricane, and when it’s gone, I feel completely washed clean.
He sighs and collapses into the water. I sit down next to him, practically purring with contentment.
“Fuck, that’s how I need to relax more often,” he says.
I laugh. “I thought you’d like it.”
I put my head against his chest and he puts his arms around me.
It feels so good to be held by him like this. So natural and normal and real. I don’t care about anything outside of this room. I don’t care if I should be worried.
I have my man. I have my Cole. Right here, right now.
12
Cole
I take a sip of coffee and flip off the projector. Robby turns the lights on and cracks his back.
“I think we’re done for this morning,” I say to him, sighing.
“We’re never done. Just going on different length breaks.”
I grin a little and sit down, sighing. It’s a little after eight in the morning and we’ve been going over tape for two hours already. “Let’s make this one a long one.”
He nods and sits across from me. I can see the weariness in Robby’s eyes, but he’ll never admit to it. That’s part of why I like him, despite being such a numbers geek.
“How’s the home front?” I ask, referring to the team’s support staff.
He shrugs. “Fine. No big issues. Team seems to be getting along with them.”
“No problem?” I raise an eyebrow.
“Not yet.”
“Let’s hope that continues.”
He seems to hesitate. “Well, actually, there is one thing.”
I raise an eyebrow. “What’s up? It’s not like you to be bashful.”
He clears his throat. “I’m not exactly sure that it’s an issue.”