Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 71074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Chapter 27
Mayson
I turn her over and lick from her stomach up to her neck as her chest rises and falls in deep pants. "I need just…" she says softly, picking up her arm, and then it drops with a plop on the bed next to her. I suck on her neck, and she moans. "Mayson." Her hips are rising now.
I rub my cock up and down her slit, sliding in easily. I close my eyes for just a second as her pussy squeezes the shit out of me. Her hand goes to my ass to make sure I don’t move. "Not fair," she says breathlessly. "You said I could ride you."
I smirk down at her and kiss her lips. "If my girl wants to ride me…" I slip out of her, and she groans. "Then she is going to ride me." When we got home from dinner with her parents, we lay on the couch, and it was only minutes before we were both naked, and she rode me for the first time.
Now, it’s twelve hours later, and she wants to ride me again. I sit in the middle of the bed as she throws a leg over my hips. Grabbing my cock, she slides down it. "Yes," she whispers, wrapping her hand around my neck. Looking up at her, I see that her cheeks are flushed and her eyes half-closed as she moves her hips up and down on my cock. "I love you," she says right before her tongue slips into my mouth.
One of my hands goes to her hip while the other wraps around her back. I let her lead the pace this time, afraid that I hurt her this morning when we walked in from watching the sunrise, and she bent over in front of me. That led to her bent over the counter with one leg up as I fucked her ruthlessly. I thought she would look at me differently, afraid I hurt her, but she just looked over her shoulder after I came in her, and said, "We should do that every single morning."
She puts both hands behind her now as she picks up the pace. "So good," she says, closing her eyes, and I watch her tits rise and fall. I lick my thumb and rub it over one of her nipples, getting it hard. She moans, and her speed picks up. "Oh, god," she says. I lean forward and bite down on the nipple and then suck in, and her pussy spasms on my cock. "Yes."
"Tell me what you want?" I ask, and she just opens her eyes and looks at me and then closes them again when she sinks back down on my cock. I hold her hips down. "You won’t be able to move until you tell me what you want."
She groans in frustration and then moves her hips side to side. "I have to move."
"Tell me what you want," I ask her again, my hips thrusting up to get deeper in her.
"I want to," she says as she rolls her head from one side to the other. "To make me come."
I smile now. "I can do that,” I say. Releasing her hips, I lean forward, put her hand on my neck, and move up and down now faster than she did before. I lick my thumb again, but this time, I find her clit. "So close." I feel her, moving my thumb in little circles. "So close."
"Yes," she pants out, arching her back, and my mouth catches one of her nipples and bites down. It’s the last straw, and she coats my cock, calling out my name over and over again. Her arm lets go of my neck as I lay her down, my cock still buried balls deep inside her.
She wraps her legs now around my waist, and she smiles at me. "Fuck, I love you,” I say as I make love to her softly and slowly until I can’t wait anymore, and the thrusts get harder and shorter. We come together this time, and when I roll to the side, taking her with me, I feel her kissing my shoulder.
"Is it always this good?" She looks up at me with her hand on my chest and her chin resting in the middle of it.
"No," I answer her. "But with you…"
"Yes?" She smiles at me.
"It just gets better." I curl up and kiss her lips.
"Are we going to shower together?" I ask, slipping out of her and rolling off the bed.
"You don’t have to ask me twice,” she says, walking into the bathroom and starting the shower. "What time is Ethan picking you up?" she asks when I step into the shower with her.
"Soon,” I say, and she turns, and I see a twinkle in her eye.
"Soon that we can’t have shower sex?" She tilts her head to the side. "Or soon we can have shower sex, and I get to wash my hair."