Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 39740 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39740 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 199(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Her body shivered from a combination of my touch and the cool evening breeze. I covered her with my body, blocking out the wind as we deepened our kiss, and her hands roved the broadness of my back.
She opened her legs wide, begging me without words to enter her, but I wasn’t ready yet. I wanted to hear her screams with the backdrop of the ocean’s waves. I pulled our lips apart and kissed and nibbled my way down to her chin before stopping off at her mouth for another tongue twister before escaping her greedy mouth to make my way down to her chest.
I went after the right nipple first, which made her writhe and moan beneath me. Then as I made my way to the other one, I let my hand trail down her middle to her already wet and dewy cunt. She spread those legs even wider as I dipped my finger inside her to get it wet so that I didn’t irritate her clit.
I bit her nipple the way she likes while fingering her and teasing her clit with my thumb. Two fingers later, and she was cumming in my hand, against my palm as I made love to her nipples, and just as she was starting to cum I eased off and made my way down between her thighs. “Play with your nipples while I eat you out.”
Her hands went immediately to her tits to do my bidding. Something else I’d learned about her. She likes to be directed in bed. I stiffened my tongue and teased her slit until she grabbed my hair and tried pulling me into her snatch.
I teased that little nub into hardness before dipping my tongue into her again. This time I grabbed her ass in my hand and pulled her harder onto my tongue, fucking it in and out of her while massaging her ass cheeks between my hands.
I was massaging her ass because I know she’s sensitive there. I had to fix my cock because it was getting unruly, its way of telling me to get a move on, but I was in no rush. Tonight had to be extra special for more reasons than one.
She came loud and hard, just as I wanted. Her screams rang out in the night and blended with the crashing of the waves behind us. I let her cum down from that orgasm before attacking her senses again, this time easing a finger into her tight ass while eating her out with my tongue.
And when she came again, I pushed her legs to their widest, slid up between them, and fucked my eleven-inch cock into her until I bottomed out. She bucked and screamed when I pulled back enough to find her sweet spot and rub my cockhead against it time and again.
I could feel her juices and my precum running down my cock to my balls; I could hear the wet sound of her pussy each time my cock stroked in and out again. And her cries, I could hear them most of all. Sweet music to my ears.
Lily had worn my promise ring every day since the day I put it there. The idea I got after Lacey’s call, well, one of them anyway, was to give her the replacement now instead of waiting.
The story behind the ring is one for the books. Since the night of our graduation I was killing myself trying to figure out how I was going to ask her family for her hand in marriage. As it turns out, they were thinking along the same lines because her grandfather was actually the one who cornered me one day after Sunday dinner to ask me when I was going to make an honest woman out of his granddaughter.
I was both shocked and pleasantly surprised because I was under the impression that I had a long way to go to impress them. He slapped me on the shoulder when he saw the shocked look on my face. “I’ll marry her today if she’d have me.”
“That won’t be possible, boy. Between my wife, my daughter, and my sister, those women would have your ass if you robbed them of the wedding day of their only granddaughter, daughter, and niece.”
“You’ve got a point. She probably wouldn’t even have me anyway.”
“You’re wrong about that. Come with me.” I followed him from the study to another wing of the mansion to a room that seemed to be made up of vaults.
He opened one of them and slid a drawer out. “Here, you’ll propose with this.”
“Whoa!” The diamond had to be the size of a robin’s egg. I almost asked him if it was real. The tear-shaped diamond shone in the room like the midday sun.
“Yes, this is one of the best pieces from our family collection. My great-grandfather was Persian, and our family had been among the nobles there for generations, so they were quite wealthy. When my family relocated her and Europe, they brought all that wealth with them and as if the Persian way, everything goes to the firstborn son.”