Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 95471 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95471 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 382(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
When I pull her off my cock, her lips are swollen, her cheeks rosy. She’s fucking beautiful. I can’t resist kissing her for a minute before I ease her into the next position.
Autumn sits back, curling her legs behind her and waiting to see what I’ll do. I want to fuck her about fifty different ways, but I’m in the mood to be tender with her tonight, not so much to bend her over the bed and drive into her like it’s a punishment for being so goddamn irresistible.
I’m sure she’ll get her share of fucks like that, but tonight, she gets some sweetness.
I gather her in my arms, pulling her on top of me so she’s straddling my thighs. My cock prods her as she gets into position, but I have to reach down between us once she’s situated to guide myself to her entrance. She lifts up just a little, shifting her hips to accommodate me. Once the tip is in, I grab her ass with both hands so I can still control her movements.
She moans softly as I ease her down onto my cock.
“Lean forward,” I tell her.
She does, wrapping her arms around me and clinging to my shoulders.
I experiment for a minute, keeping my hands on her ass, rocking in and out of her to get a feel for what feels best for both of us. It’s so easy to tell when she likes something, those little fucking noises of hers. They kill me, but they also make it exceptionally easy to learn her body.
I start with slow, easy strokes, moving her up and down on my cock, savoring the way I fill her sweet pussy when I push all the way into her. My cock can’t handle too much of that, though. I need the friction. I need the frantic, rough rocking of our hips together, even if the way I’m holding her is tender.
Autumn’s breath catches over and over again as I thrust up into her. She hasn’t stopped clinging to my shoulders, so I feel her soft lips against my skin, hear every noise she makes right in my ear.
I let go with one hand so I can grab her neck, pulling her close so I can kiss her neck while we fuck. Slowly, I draw my other hand away from her ass and reposition it on her waist, that way she can ride me at her own pace.
Her pace is mine. Fast and frantic, desperate to get me all the way back inside her every time she pulls up. She draws her breaths in faster, pushes them out with more intensity as she squeezes my cock with her perfect little pussy.
“Jasper,” she cries, resting her face against my shoulder.
I run a hand up her back gently, reassuring. There’s a light sheen of sweat. She doesn’t say so, but I think she wants to switch positions.
Fine by me.
I grab her and kiss her hard, then I throw her face-down on the bed and slap her ass. “Up.”
She scrambles to get up on her hands and knees.
I run my hand over her smooth, lovely ass. “Beautiful.” Then I slide my hand underneath and start teasing her clit.
Autumn groans and falls forward on her forearms, clutching her pillow.
I guide my cock to the haven between her perfect thighs and shove into her, savoring the way she cries out when I do.
Fuck.
What happens next is a symphony of Autumn’s perfect noises and my low, guttural grunts and groans. I tried to be gentle to suit all the lovey shit going on here tonight, but Autumn’s pussy begs to be punished, and I have a hard time denying such a delectable request. Her helpless mewls, the way she grabs at the sheets, the way she cries out as I pound into her… a fucking symphony.
I don’t stop, driving into her perfect body until her legs shake and she begs for what I’m already giving her. I kick it up a notch then, making her scream and cry out every time I plunge into her.
“Jasper, Jasper, Jasper.”
Fuck, I love the way she cries my name.
“Almost there, snowflake. Be a good girl, squeeze that sweet pussy around my cock.”
She makes a noise I can’t even put a name to, grabbing onto the pillow and clenching around my cock as I drive into her.
“Motherfucker.” I try to hold on—I want to make her come first—but I had to go and tell her to do that. “Fuck, baby, that’s almost too good.” I cradle the back of her skull in my hand, pushing her face into the pillow. “You’re gonna fucking come for me, Autumn. You’re gonna come for me right now.”
Her whole body shudders, a slow scream breaking free as she rocks her hips back against me again and again, mindless as she comes and still wants more.