Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19312 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 97(@200wpm)___ 77(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19312 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 97(@200wpm)___ 77(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
Thankfully the justice starts speaking at that moment and I’m saved from having to respond, because I’m not sure I could around the lump in my throat. We stand an inch apart as we repeat our vows and slide rings onto each other’s fingers. I was already desperate to be inside Mila, but seeing her with my gold band on her finger dries out my mouth and brings my cock to painful attention.
Mate her.
Mate your wife.
And Mila is an innocent, but the way she’s looking at me and shifting her hips tells me she’s ripe for Daddy’s seed. I’d like to hike her skirt up and fuck her right there in front of the justice, but she’s a virgin and I’m making our first time special, even if I die of anticipation in the process. There’s so much she needs to learn and I garner my patience now, prepared to teach her. To make her mine completely and irrevocably the first time.
That being said, I drive home like a bat out of hell. Mila is turned sideways in the passenger seat watching me with stars in her eyes. And I make my own vow that I’ll do something every day to earn that worshipful expression on her face when she looks at me. That’s my last noble thought as we pull into my driveway and I throw the car into park, exiting the driver’s side, crossing to Mila’s door and scooping her out into my arms.
“This is where you live?” Mila murmurs against my shoulder, her eyes wide on my white, two story colonial. “It’s so beautiful. Right up against the forest.”
“That’s so I can draw my enemy out into the woods if necessary. I’d have the advantage of knowing the landscape.”
“Do you have a lot of enemies, Joseph?”
“Unfortunately, yes.” I kiss her forehead as we step over the threshold into our house. I check the near-invisible line of chalk I always leave in front of the door, breathing a sigh of relief when I see it’s undisturbed. There is no other way into the house without a wrecking ball—I’ve made sure of it. “You’re safe with me, Mila. Tell me you believe that.”
“Of course I do.”
“This is your home now.” I incline my head toward the entry way and staircase beyond. “You’re safe inside here. I would die making sure that stays true.”
Her eyes gloss over. “Don’t say things like that.”
“I’m sorry.” I lean down and kiss her sweet mouth, groaning when her lips part, allowing me to deliver a deep stroke with my tongue. Her tits press against my chest and she makes an adorable mewling noise that makes semen drip from the head of my erection. “I’ll tell you everything, Mila. Just let me get my cock inside you first.”
“I want that, too,” she says huskily, biting her lip. “Teach me about pleasure, Joseph. I want to learn everything.”
I’m halfway up the stairs before she finishes speaking, blood pounding in my ears. Upon entering our bedroom, I take a seat on the foot of the bed, leaving Mila turned sideways and perched on my knee. I’ve pictured her in my room wearing the purple dress so many times, it almost doesn’t feel real, but the sound of her pounding heart saves me from believing this is all a dream.
“We’re going to take this slow,” I say, dragging the hem of the dress higher on her thighs. “Are you curious about anything, Mila?”
She nods vigorously. “Why does that thing between your legs get hard?”
Christ, she’s even more innocent than I thought. A sense of responsibility settles over me, to teach her, to show her how we’ll give each other relief. I push her legs apart so I can see her wet, white panties and I trace a finger down the split of her pussy. “Only way a man can fit inside a woman is if his cock is hard. He’s preparing to thrust it into her pussy.”
“Th-thrust it?” she stutters.
“Yes, little girl.” I squeeze her flesh rhythmically. “I’m going to fit my cock into your virgin pussy and thrust over and over while you scream for more.”
Wonder fills her expression. “And then what happens?”
Mila has no idea she’s filling my every fantasy right now, does she? I’ve pleasured myself to the thought of teaching her about sex as her authority figure so many times, I’ve lost count. Now it’s happening and hunger is eating away at my gut. “Can I take your panties off, Mila?”
Pink climbs her cheeks. “Yes.”
She lifts her hips slightly while I drag the thin cotton down to her knees, leaving it bunched there. “Remember this morning when Daddy licked you here?” I ask, sliding my index finger through her slippery folds. “Remember how you felt at the end?”
Her eyelids droop. “Like I was exploding.”
“Yes. Men have their own version of exploding. It’s called coming. And I’m going to do it inside here,” I rasp, jiggling my finger against her hole. “I’m the only man who is ever—ever—going to come inside here, do you understand me, little girl?”