Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28617 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
“That’s it, angel. Make yourself good and wet. I’m not going to come, not yet, not inside your mouth. I’m saving it all for when I get inside you. But you’ll need to be nice and slippery to take this cock inside that tight little virgin pussy. It’s going to be painful this first time, I’m not going to lie to you, but the wetter you are the easier it will be.”
I hum at the sound of his words, enjoying the dirty talk, the instruction, the mention of my being a virgin. It occurs to me in that moment that I wanted to confront him, to make him tell me the truth about Naomi, about whether he really is a virgin too, but right now it doesn’t matter. I just want him, I don’t want anything to stop this.
Safe and loved, all I care about is pleasing him. And as I start to breathe harder through my nose, spittle forming around my lips, his moans tell me that I’m doing just that.
“Baby… Fuck…” His fingers grip harder, pushing me onto his cock and I start to gag. I wonder in that moment if I’ll ever be able to take him all the way, right into my throat, but he pulls me back before I have a chance to find out. “Stop…stop, angel. I can’t hold back much longer…”
He pulls my head back and I grin as his cock comes free, the head red and swollen, balls pulled up tight against the base, the whole thing quivering a little with his effort to hold back. What would it feel like, to have his cum in my mouth? Or on my face? Will I one day get to find out?
“You have to stop, Malta. This is all for you, but it goes inside you, you understand?” He grips his dick and gives it a couple of gentle strokes as his balls relax a little, and I nod, grinning.
“I did good, huh?”
“Too good. That mouth is going to get me in trouble.”
I laugh, and lie back, watching him slide his grip up and down that huge length. It must be eight or ten inches, and thick enough around that his own fingers only just wrap the whole way. It loses some firmness as he breathes deep, and I spread my legs wide, letting him see my honeytrap, and watch it spring back to life.
“Fuck, baby. You’ve got yourself nice and wet for me. And I’m ready. Are you?”
I nod. “I want it inside me. I want us.”
He pushes his jeans the rest of the way down, and steps out of his boxers, then climbs up onto the bed on his knees, centering himself between my thighs. Propped up on the pillows, I’m able to look down over my body, watching as he leans forward, caging me between his arms. He kisses one nipple and it sends sensations through my whole body, making me gasp a quick breath and straighten my back. I hadn’t realized until now just how sensitive my breasts were, swollen as they are with need for him.
“This is all mine, Malta. All mine. I hope you realize that this isn’t the end, it’s only the beginning. I’m never letting you go, not now, not ever. I’ve waited ten years for you to come back to me, and now that you’re here I know that this is where I belong, where I’ll live.”
“Why didn’t you write to me? Or call?”
I feel his cock slide up and down my pussy lips, and he reaches down, spreading my cream up and down his shaft. “You needed me to wait, so I waited.”
“As simple as that?”
He nods, and I feel the pressure as he presses forward. His lips meet my throat and I crane my head to give him access. The touch of his soft mouth, the feel of his cock trying to enter me, the roughness of the hair across his chest against my smooth skin, all of it makes me relax, and I feel my body opening up to him.
“Hardly simple,” he says, “but I did it.”
I laugh at that, and feel him enter me for the first time. He moves inside less than an inch, but it makes me release a hard breath of shock. I’ve never had anything this thick inside me before. I never played with toys, and I wonder if any exist that could stretch me the way his cock is stretching me.
He pulls back, and I feel the scratch of his teeth at my throat, making me cry out as he marks me.
Then he thrusts forward without warning, and I’m impaled.
“That pussy is so tight, baby. Squeezing me, trying to sever my dick right off my body.”
“I’m sorry,” I say, rolling my hips, trying to open up for him despite the pain.