Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27065 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
I’m fucking spellbound. Ready to promise her all the stars in the sky.
My instinct is to roll her over and pounce, but she’s a virgin and there’s a pinprick of honor left inside of me, because I resist the call to mate her in a frenzy. “Act it out, angel,” I rasp. “We’ll see how long I can stand it before I’m on top with your ankles pinned beside fucking ears.”
She moans, rubbing her cunt on my erection and leaning down to kiss me in between hot exhales of breath, the filth turning her on. “Okay, Daddy.” When she manages to stop humping me, she scoots back slightly, working my dress pants down to my knees, followed by my briefs. I have to stack my hands beneath my head to prevent myself from reaching for her, picking her up and slamming her down on my prick.
Fuck. Fuck. I’m not going to survive this.
But I’ve given my trust to the right woman, because she senses my pain, sees the visualization of it via my sweaty chest and harsh breaths. And then she’s back to straddling my hips with her panties shed, pressing the head of my cock to her wetness while choking my cock up and down, up and down, little spurts crowning on the tip, joining the arousal already glistening on her pussy.
“I studied how to fuck, sir. Just for you,” she whispers, pressing my length inside, circling her hips like a corkscrew, taking me a little deeper with every revolution, my bones nearly melting at the wet, silky pleasure, the pressure capturing my cock on all sides. Squeezing. “Hours and hours, I studied, praying you would notice me when the time finally came. I wanted to be the best for you. I wanted to be the one you needed at night to ease the stiffness.”
The deeper she takes me, the more I’m in disbelief, my loins winding up like a fucking clock, my heels burying in the mattress, teeth clenched. “Ohhh.” My vision blinks in and out, my thoughts going fuzzy. “Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ.”
“I know it’s so tight,” she pouts down at me, her eyes knowing. Well aware that she’s an indescribable treasure with a body that’s going to keep me alert and jealous for the rest of my natural born life. “Think you can stand it?”
“Move,” I order, hoarsely, my balls in a vise. “Oh, God. Please move!”
“Yes, sir,” she whimpers, setting off into a gallop. “It only hurts a little.”
My heart shoots up into my throat, but the guilt isn’t enough to stop my hips from pumping upward, needing to be inside the heaven of her body. “I’m sorry it hurts, angel. I want to make this good for you, but you made me so fucking hard. I can’t think straight.”
“You don’t have to think at all. My President only needs to sit back and enjoy while I serve him,” she says, leaning down and sipping at my mouth while her hips buck, a hot fucking dream on top of me, luxuriating in the act of sliding up and down on my dick, her pussy dripping wet, teeth marks indenting her bottom lip. “Oh, Daddy. When I rub my clit right here, I forget about the pain.”
“Fuck.” I find her butt cheeks in a bruising grip, holding her steady while I thrust from below, careful not to prevent her from sliding her clit right there. Ah Jesus, right there. Can feel her swelling, her little humps getting faster. Yes. “Is there still pain, angel?”
“No,” she whimpers, her tits dragging up and down my chest, her thighs open wide, so wide, allowing her to grind deep into her soaked flesh, unabashed in her enjoyment of my cock. “No, it’s so good now, Daddy. Am I doing a good job?”
Lust sinks its teeth in deeper. “Eloise, you’re a fucking gift from God.”
“That’s what you are, sir,” she sobs, tightening up. “I think I have to come. You make me so crazy.” Hips bouncing now, eagerly, so eagerly, she licks my throat, collarbone to ear, a light of obsession in her eyes that I know matches mine. What did I do to deserve her? “Are you going to come, too, sir?”
“Very soon,” I grit out, trying to prevent just that. Not wanting this to end. “I’m not…no way in hell I’m going to be able to pull out, Eloise.”
“Is that bad?” she whines in my ear.
She’s pumping furiously on top of me now, her pussy retreating to my tip, hips scooping and grinding, her young ass smacking off my thighs. It’s the king’s treatment that men only dare to dream about and she’s enjoying it as much as I am, her cunt soaking our joined flesh, my shaft the thickest and horniest I’ve ever felt it, all because of her. “Nothing about what you’re doing is bad, angel. Believe me,” I manage, my words running together, my chest heaving up and down. “But I’m not wearing a condom.”