Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 11589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 58(@200wpm)___ 46(@250wpm)___ 39(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 58(@200wpm)___ 46(@250wpm)___ 39(@300wpm)
“Oh, God,” I whisper, wrapping my fist around him. I’m not entirely sure what to do, but he moans, too, so I must be doing something right.
“My place is just steps away, pretty girl. Let me take you to my bed,” he says, licking my neck.
“I can’t wait that long. Please,” I reply, still fisting his cock while riding his thigh. I’m already so close. He moves my hand off him and pulls me closer to him. Another loud rip hits my ears, and my panties are off. I emit a tiny growl and kiss him again. He’s so hot I might combust.
“Get over here,” he says, his growly voice growing on me. I left up slightly and hiss when my dripping wet pussy meets the tip of his hard length. He grips my hips as I seat myself fully on him. He tears through my virginity ruthlessly, and I scream, clutching his shoulders.
“You saved this gift for me?” he asks, stopping for a moment. I use the time to adjust to the sensation of him filling me.”
“Yes,” I moan. “Only you.”
“I own you,” he says, pistoning his hips.
“I know,” I say, my fingers digging into his skin.
“Damn right. You’re so fucking perfect.” He moves one of his hands from my hip and rubs my clit in time with his thrust up into me. I throw my head back and let my feelings overtake me.
“Eyes on me, Tiza,” he says sharply, bringing my gaze back to him. His commanding tone turns me on more. “I want you to see who’s cock is destroying you for all other men. I want you to see the only man who will ever be inside you while you are the one and only woman who will ever come on my cock. Fuck, pretty girl, you are killing me. There’s no way I can last, not when you clenching around me like that.” He was a virgin, too? I can’t begin to say how I feel about that. It doesn’t seem like he doesn’t know what he’s doing, but maybe it really is magical when you’re with the right person —at least, that’s what romance novels have led me to believe.
Yeah, I’m going to go with magic, I think as he uses my hips to lift me on and off of his cock rapidly. I hear screams that I am surprised to realize are my own.
He dips his head and inhales at my neck. Then he’s licking me again. Marking me. Making me his in every way. He licks a tight circle around my nipple before sucking it into his mouth. The sensations flowing through my body are almost too much. Almost.
“Matt, I am going to come,” I moan. His eyes get darker when I call him Matt. We’ve always been Mr. Gillman and Miss Montgomery. This is so intense right now. I don’t ever want it to end. Not ever.
“Do it, Tiza. Come on my cock,” he demands, and I do. “Fuck,” he shouts as he fills me. I can feel his seed splash my core.
I. Can. Feel. It.
He’s bare. His thick, hard cock is bare inside me.
I’m unprotected.
Just the thought of him getting me pregnant makes me come again. That would be everything to me because it would be with him. It wouldn’t be oppressive at all. Not like the thought of this happening to me back home was.
He pulls my head down to his and kisses me.
“That was amazing,” I say breathlessly.
“Let’s move this to my bed,” he says, and I nod vigorously.
I climb off of him and push my skirt back down. I have no shirt since he ripped mine off of me. Oh well. It was so worth it. I watch unashamed as he adjusts his cock, zipping his pants back up. How can I still be so turned on? He reaches into the backseat and pulls out a New England Patriots sweatshirt, which I put on gratefully. I wasn’t too keen on walking the few feet from his truck to the door that leads up to his apartment.
“Put that on, I don’t want anyone else seeing you like this.” I quirk an eyebrow at him. Didn’t we just have sex in the front seat of his truck? “Don’t look at me like that. I know what we just did here, but I was certain there were no creeps watching us. You will always be safe with me, Tiza. Always.”
I know that. I’ve always known that. I knew I’d be safe with him from the moment I met him. It’s probably why I gravitated toward him and felt the need to be around him as much as possible. I was already in love with him, it’s why I tortured myself for so long, but now that I can feel his cum dripping down my thigh, I know I won’t ever be able to give him up. He’s