Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 41282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 206(@200wpm)___ 165(@250wpm)___ 138(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 206(@200wpm)___ 165(@250wpm)___ 138(@300wpm)
Pulling back so quickly she whimpers I have to tear off every last bit of her clothes. I do it so quickly that her clothes are in tatters; her body is pulled and bounced around like she’s a gift I’m unwrapping rather than a person I’m undressing. God, she is my fucking toy. The thing I need to play with more than I need to breathe.
I toss the fabric behind me, watch her freed skin bump up with the impact of air. I cover her body with my own, one hand tearing off my pants, then my underwear. I can’t wait a moment longer. I need my cock inside Lucy.
“Gian,” Lucy moans and I look into her eyes. They’re hooded with lust. She’s biting her tongue.
I dip my fingers into her folds, feeling her wet pussy, and I slide my fingers in.
She moans. “I need you so fucking much,” Lucy says and those damn words. What the hell am I supposed to do with those words? I’d start a war over less from her lips if anything tried to keep me from her.
Curling my fingers inside her to stroke her G-spot, I watch her face beautifully contort in pleasure and my mind is already planning some day when I’m not after her like I’m dying of thirst, I want to finger her pussy slowly for an hour, watch her legs tremble and keep her so close, keep her wet, but not let her come. She loves the feeling of being on the brink — I’ve already seen her taste for that and I want to play with her more. I could fuck her a different way every day and still not be sated. I need her more than anything in my life. And right now my cock is going to goddamn explode if I don’t get it deep in her sweet pussy.
But Lucy’s hand reaches down and guides me toward her, and she’s wiggling her hips.
Fuck, she’s trying to get my cock in her just as fast as I’m trying to bury myself inside her. We need each other so much that we’re both desperately racing for it. Ain’t that something?
I move her pretty little hands away and drive my cock into her. We’re both watching her pussy eat up inches of my cock into her, spearing poor Lucy practically in half. My cock is so huge that I feel her stretching to accommodate me and I’m desperate to get in to the hilt. I want her pussy to take every inch of me.
I look to her face and see her eyes have rolled back in their orbits.
“You love this cock, Lucy? You love taking every damn inch of me as much as you can, as soon as you can, as deep as you can?” I ask and I’m panting. I bring two of my fingers up to her mouth.
When she opens her mouth to answer, she gets a muffled, “Yes,” out before I press those fingers to her lips. She sucks my fingers. Her lips pucker up and kiss the fingers, then she pulls them into her mouth and her tongue licks them. Her closed mouth’s suction is a warm, wet feeling that does something to me. That feeling jolts right to my cock, making me jerk inside her with an aroused twitch. Fuck, Lucy knows exactly how to touch me, how to fuck me with her tongue on my fingers. I have to return the pleasure with my cock, as soon as possible.
I roll back my hips and stroke long and hard into her. I’m resisting pumping hard into her, because we could both cum so hard and so fast together…but neither of us is here for a quick fuck. We want to savor each other until we both can’t take it anymore.
Then throw ourselves off that cliff and dive further into our passion than either of us can stand.
Driving into her pussy again, the feel of her stretching and surrounding me is enough to fucking end a lesser man. But I’m deified in my devotion to her, finding it necessary to make sure I keep fucking her slow and feeling her, hearing her moan and whimper not from some fast pumps into her. Thrusting could bring out plenty of heavy breathing. But I’m looking to draw low breaths from her that rise up from the very depths of her body. I want to extricate every ounce of desire and draw it out to hear it all. My heart is beating so fast at being inside her that I think maybe she can hear it.
I pull my fingers from her mouth with a wet pop, bringing those wet fingers to her clit and forming lazy little circles around it, then on it, and then around again. There’s something painfully tragic in the way we both enjoy the teasing way I fuck her. It's like it's mocking me entirely. Lucy’s too good to ever belong to me, and I’m worshiping at her altar all the same. Forever unworthy, prolonging not just her orgasm, but also the end of me.