Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 80304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80304 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
“That’s….” I swallow hard. “Hot as fuck.”
“Do you think it would fit?” she asks me.
“What?” My brain is mush with her hands on me, and after what I just witnessed.
“Your cock. Do you think it would fit?” As if I need more description, she rocks her hips forward, holding still when my cock presses against her pussy.
I swallow hard. “It will fit.”
“I’m not so sure,” she says, rocking her hips again.
I sit up, which has those glorious tits of hers pressing against my chest. “My cock would fit inside you like a glove,” I assure her.
“Maybe we should—” She reaches between us and grips my cock, and the next thing I know, her panties are pushed to the side, and she’s sliding down. She doesn’t stop until I’m fully seated inside her. She’s got all of me in more ways than one.
“Like you were made for me,” I say against her lips.
“I’ve never felt so full.” My cock twitches inside her, and she moans.
“Wrap your legs around my waist.” She does as I ask, locking her legs at the ankles behind me. I grip her panties and tear them from her body, tossing them to the side. She gasps but doesn’t reprimand me. Her hands are on my shoulders, and I place mine on her hips. I lift her and then push her back down on my cock.
“Oh, that’s nice.”
“Nice?”
She laughs. “Sexy. Hot. Life-changing.”
“That’s better.” I kiss her again before lifting her and pushing her back down on my cock. We find a steady rhythm as she begins to bounce on her own. Her legs unlock, and she goes up on her knees as I fall back against the mattress. My hands grip her thighs as she uses her knees as leverage to rise and fall.
I lift my hips as she tumbles, and a deep, throaty, sexy as fuck moan escapes from her lips, and she rocks. Her pussy grows tighter, and I’m two seconds from coming. Knowing I need her with me, my thumb finds her clit, and it takes two passes before she’s stilling, her pussy gripping me like a vise as she tumbles over the edge of bliss. I follow along, calling out her name as I find my release.
Crosby drops forward, and I wrap my arms around her. This moment with her has changed me. It’s hands down the best sex of my life. It feels as though I gave her a part of me and that she did the same with me. I’m not the same person I was before I felt her from the inside.
We lie in each other’s arms for I don’t know how long. It’s not until she sits up and moves that my cock slips free from her body that I realize we didn’t use protection. “Fuck, Crosby. I’m sorry.”
“Sorry? You regret it?” I can hear the sorrow in her voice as it cracks.
“Fuck. No. I don’t regret it. Never. But, baby, I didn’t wear a condom. I was so wrapped up in you that I forgot.”
“I’m on the pill.”
“I didn’t protect you.”
“Is there something you should be protecting me from?” she asks.
“Just a little boy or girl with your big brown eyes,” I tell her.
“We’re good. It’s been a long time for me.”
“No one for me for a couple of months before I met you, and well, you’re all that I can think about.”
“You don’t have to say that. We’re fine.”
“Hey.” I reach out and press my palm to her cheek. “I’m not just spouting off pretty words. There has been no one for months before you, and you are all I can think about. Just you, Crosby. I want you. I’ll take you any way that I can have you.”
“We were just pretending.” I feel the shift in her immediately.
I’m struggling to find the right words. “You promised me that I could hold you all night. That was the deal.” I’m desperate for time with her.
“You still want that?”
“More than anything.”
“Let me get cleaned up.”
“Let me help you.” I move to get out of bed, but her hand on my arms stops me.
“I need a minute. You can clean up once I’m finished.” She climbs out of bed, grabs my discarded T-shirt from the floor, and disappears behind the bathroom door.
I lie here staring up at the shadows on the ceiling, wondering where this unexpected turn of events is going to lead us. I remind myself that she’s scared, and she’s never had anyone stick it out. Actions. My girl needs actions.
Ten minutes later, we’re both cleaned up. I’m back in my boxer briefs, and she’s in my T-shirt with no panties. Something I fight like hell not to think about as I pull her into my arms, and we drift off to sleep.
CHAPTER
FOURTEEN
Crosby
I’ve been lying here for well over an hour, trying like hell not to freak out. As soon as I open my eyes, every single moment of last night comes rushing back. Then there’s the feel of his arms wrapped around me. His hold is so tight, it’s as if, even in his sleep, he’s afraid I’ll disappear.