Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 115263 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 576(@200wpm)___ 461(@250wpm)___ 384(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115263 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 576(@200wpm)___ 461(@250wpm)___ 384(@300wpm)
“Kevin,” she whimpered, drawing my eyes to her face, scrunched with worry, her teeth digging into her bottom lip. I could feel the tension in her leg muscles as though she was fighting the way I’d spread her open.
“Does this make you uncomfortable, Ana? Nervous?”
She barely nodded. Part of me wanted to stop, to not make such an amazing woman uncomfortable. Another part remembered that she wanted me to take control and that she hadn’t told me no. I felt like a monster for enjoying it, but I was so turned on that I didn’t care.
Holding her gaze, I dipped my head down and swiped my tongue around the lips of her pussy before placing a soft, barely-there kiss on her clit. She whimpered, but didn’t look away. “Good. Your discomfort turns me on.”
It was hard to hold her eyes after that, because I didn’t know how she would take it. But it did turn me on, because it meant she was pleasing me despite moving out of her comfort zone. It meant she trusted me enough to take the lead.
It was all the confirmation I needed before I plunged down and dragged my tongue from the bottom of her opening to the top and sucking hard on her clit. Her whimpers shifted to heavy moans escaping her pressed-together lips. I wanted to hear her lose control. I wanted her lips parted and saying my name—screaming it.
A few more laps with my tongue and I had my wish.
“Kevin. Kevin,” she chanted.
Hearing my name slip past her lips on a groan, tightened my muscles and I gripped her soft thighs tightly, digging deep into the tendons and muscles, wanting to leave my mark there too. I wanted my mark all over her. Her legs twitched when I hit a certain soft spot, but her grunt and tightening pussy confirmed how much she liked it.
Wanting to feel inside her, I let go of a thigh and let my middle finger rim her opening before easing in. She tightened, fighting off the intrusion, but I moved my thumb to press directly on her clit and she exploded. Heavy cries escaped from her mouth as her pussy clamped down on my single digit. I kept circling her clit, letting her ride the orgasm as I drank up all her sweet, tangy cum.
Her cries tapered off and I pulled my finger out of her before climbing between her legs. Resting my dick against her warm, wet pussy, I thrust a few times and leaned in, kissing her, letting her taste herself.
Shifting my weight, I nipped at her lips and pulled back to stare into her glassy eyes. “I’m going to fuck you now.” Her blue eyes widened, and I tried to reassure her. “You can still say no. We can stop here.”
Her legs tightened around my hips. “We need a condom,” she whispered.
My Ana was so brave. My best friend lay below me, giving me everything I’d dreamed of and she did it with such beauty and grace, and I couldn’t have imagined sharing this moment with anyone else. I just hoped I was giving her the same perfect release she was giving me.
After I’d slipped the condom on, I lined the head of my cock up with her wet opening.
“I’m a virgin,” she blurted out.
A pinch of excitement bubbled in my chest. How Ana was almost eighteen, so gorgeous, and still a virgin dumbfounded me, but I didn’t question it. Pride swelled through me that I’d be her first. Just another way to claim her. My inner caveman beat against his chest with a grunt. But all I said was, “I’ll go slow.”
“Don’t,” she demanded.
Clenching my jaw, I tried to control the beast screaming to be let free to ravage her. Just because she didn’t want me to go slow, didn’t mean I could pound into her like an animal. Instead, I eased in to her opening, letting her pussy wrap around my head, and pushed until I felt a resistance.
I paused, letting the moment of anticipation build. Letting her wonder if I would be gentle or roughly take her virginity. I pulled back just enough and thrust my hips forward, tearing through her hymen, leaning down to claim her cries as my own. I pulled back and pushed in again and she cried out again. A voice in my head screamed for me to stop, to slow down, but I couldn’t. Not until I saw the tears leaking from her eyes. My heart stuttered to a stop.
This was it. My worst nightmare played out before me as the moment I went too far. I’d hurt her and she would hate me. My arms shook, unable to support myself with the panic coursing through me. I began pulling back.
Her arms locked around my neck, halting my retreat. “No, no. Please, Kevin.” I barely understood the words that tumbled from her swollen lips. Fueled by regret, the blood pounded through my head until it was almost deafening.