Total pages in book: 164
Estimated words: 157308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 787(@200wpm)___ 629(@250wpm)___ 524(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 157308 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 787(@200wpm)___ 629(@250wpm)___ 524(@300wpm)
“Yeah, that’s where you... um... the fudge is... okay.” I reddened all over when he laughed, warm air tickling my clit and sending it into overdrive.
“You are so damn cute.”
“Don’t make fun of me,” I squealed, covering my face.
“I’m not, I promise.” Rafael gently reclaimed my hands and laced them how they belonged. “You’re my little weirdo and I love it. I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”
“Oh, well, then it’s a good thing I also love that you’re my jerk.”
Chuckling, his tongue darted out, licking a stripe between my lower lips. The gasp trapped between my teeth. “A jerk who always makes it up to you.”
Rafael descended on my pussy—licking, tasting, lightly scraping me with his teeth. Whimpering, tiny sighs filled the room, and heat filled me, beading sweat on my sensitive flesh. I squirmed and arched and ran my heels on the sheets like I wanted to get away, but there was nowhere I should be than with him.
“Holy shit,” I cried as he dipped in and out of me—expertly tongue-fucking a pussy newly discovering these sensations. Surging ripples of pleasure bowled me over again and again, knocking the breath out of me each time I caught it.
Throwing my head back, I came hard, clenching around Rafael and bobbing him between my legs as I jerked and writhed. I flopped in a heaving, sweaty heap.
“Wow. It’s definitely not your first time.”
“It’s my first time with you.” Rafael nipped my lip, distracting me while he got something out of the nightstand. “That’s all that matters.”
More kisses didn’t hide the crinkle of foil. My nerves heightened as the full weight of what was coming next penetrated. I was going to lose my virginity to Rafael Dumont, bomb-making son of a hit man.
Condom on, Rafael hooked around my thighs, and flipped. Room blurring, I shrieked—suddenly finding myself blinking down at him, straddling his lap.
“All right, love.” He cupped my ass, sliding me down where tip met entrance. “It’s all you. Go slow. Go fast. I have a preference, but I’m good for you to decide.”
“I didn’t realize this is where I take over.”
“Doesn’t have to be.” Rafael stroked my cheek. “But I know my Cloud Girl. You take control of your own destiny,” he said with a wink. “Ride me, Luna. Bounce on my lap till you make me pop inside that tight little tasty pussy.”
I shuddered, lower belly contracting hard. I wanted to do that very, very much.
“You’re really good at dirty talk.” I shook a little grasping his cock and positioning him. “You’ve got to teach me.”
Rafael squeezed my waist, holding me firmly as I gently and slowly swallowed him. “All right, repeat... after me...” Voice straining, a deep groan rolled out of his chest. “I’m going to strangle your dick, baby, and milk it of every last drop.”
I squeaked—both for the brief flash of pain and the thought of those words coming out of my virgin mouth. “That’s expert level,” I croaked. “Take me back to beginner.”
“Okay,” he said. “Tell me how it feels.”
“How does this feel?” The sting faded as my body adjusted, stretching around all of Rafael Dumont, and the incredibly right sense of fullness. “It feels...” I moved—a little bounce on his hardness. “Ahhh,” I moaned.
“You don’t need me. You said it perfectly.”
That was my green light. I rose on the balls of my feet, rocking up and down slowly at first, then faster when I found that spot Lucien discovered the day before.
Our grunts, moans, and cries intermingled, leaving no clue to where his started or mine ended. I rocked faster, impaling myself on him. Rafael grasped my bouncing boobs, tweaking my rock-hard pebbles.
My cries shot up to screams, breaking the sound barrier. “Ahh! Fuck yes, I’m going to milk this cock!”
“Fuckin—” Rafael froze stiff, rising off the sheets. “Holy shit.”
Rafael came inside me. The feel of him warm and jerking beneath set me off. My nails dug into his chest as I screamed, coming so hard my vision blurred and I fell off his lap before I knew what was happening.
Rafael tugged me back, tucking me against his side. I rested my head on his chest, gasping, coming down from the high. “That was... the best first time ever.”
“Damn, that was fucking fantastic.” I felt no small amount of pleasure at how out of breath he was. “You definitely got the hang of the dirty talk toward the end.”
Giggling, I climbed on top of him, popping a peck on his lips. “Thank you for turning the worst day into one of the best.”
“I am yours any time.” He folded his hands behind his head. “Consider me your sex toy.”
“Hmm. How about my boyfriend?”
“Even better,” he whispered, and kissed me till my toes curled. “But what about your fiancé?”
My eyes popped open, reality smacking me across the face. “Oh yeah... him.” Rafael cracked up. “How are you laughing right now?”