Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56365 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56365 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Back in the limo, I sit beside her, knowing I’m failing hard at the promise I made to myself. I’m supposed to be distant, but I wrap my arm around her and pull her into me. When she speaks, her warm breath caresses my neck.
“Nobody’s watching us now, are they?” she murmurs.
“The driver can’t see us,” I tell her.
“So, why are you holding me?”
“I don’t need to analyze every little thing I do.”
“That’s not much of an answer …”
“How’s this for an answer?”
I kiss her again, opening my mouth and tasting her, our tongues caressing in that hot-as-hell way. She moans when I place my hand on her leg, feeling her smooth skin and then slipping under her dress. She gasps and bites my lip. It drives me wild.
Sliding my hand higher, I can feel her heat. My dick presses rock-hard against my zipper, and I know I should stop. I know that none of this was part of the deal, but when I press down on the outside of her underwear, I can’t. She’s soaked for me. Her folds feel full and swollen with pure lust.
She breaks off the kiss, staring at me with wide, innocent eyes. It should remind me of the power difference, the age gap, and why I should stop.
“Why are you doing this?” she whispers.
“You feel so damn good,” I growl.
“But it’s not real.”
“No?” I gently push her underwear aside and stroke my finger over her. Fuck. She shivers like she’s been waiting for this moment. Her mouth opens into an O of shock and lust. “Does this feel real?”
I press my thumb down on the nub of her clit, savoring her moan. She grabs my wrist with both of her. “Are you sure nobody can see us?”
“This limo is used for Mafia needs,” I groan, slowly circling her entrance with my finger, teasing her. “It’s soundproofed, and he can’t see us. I wouldn’t let anybody see my fiancée like this. This is for me. Just me.”
“So we’re still playing a game?” she whimpers.
“Unless you’re the best actor in the world, there’s no way you’ve made yourself so gorgeously wet for me.”
As I push my finger inside of her, she lets my hands go, pressing her face against my chest as if she doesn’t want me watching her when she gives in to the pleasure. I haven’t touched a drop of booze tonight, but it’s like I’m drunk on her.
I slide my finger deep, swirling it in circles, her walls squeezing and pulsing around my hand while I grind my palm against her engorged clit. The combination makes her moan loudly into my chest, almost screaming as the pleasure causes her body to twitch.
“Grab my cock,” I growl. “Feel how hard you’re making me.”
Her hand slides shyly up my leg. She gasps when she wraps her hand around my dick through the fabric of my trousers. Precome leaks hotly out of my tip, and I know, at least for one crystal clear moment, that there’s something real here. I’ve never lost control like this.
I can track how close she is to an orgasm by the way her hand trembles against my dick. My rod is filled with desire for her. I might explode as her stroking gets more frantic in time with my attention on her pussy.
Finally, she begins to tremble all over. Her hand squeezes tightly around my shaft. Then she can’t rub me anymore. Her hand falls away, and she falls back on the seat, her eyes glistening with the sudden rush of pleasure. I watch as her tits jiggle, and she bites down, trying to fight back a scream of release.
Oh. My. Fuck.
Her pussy leaks hot pleasure all over my hand. I push my finger in deeper, moving it faster, as her entrance gifts me with even more wetness. The head of my cock is burning with anticipation of feeling her hot slit.
When her orgasm is over, I grab her hips and pull her into my lap, grinding back and forth. “I need your pussy,” I growl in her ear. “I need to fuck you. I need to own you. Fuck. I need you.”
“Wuh-wait,” she moans. “I can’t. Not like …” Not like this. Is that what she was going to say? “I’m a virgin.”
She says it quickly. I keep grinding her for a second, then pause when I realize what she’s just told me. My hands sink even deeper into her hips.
“What?” I growl.
“A virgin,” she snaps. “V-I-R-G-I-N. There? Is that clear enough?”
“You’re forgetting I enjoy it when you sass me.”
I press my lips against hers. She grasps my face in her hands, her hips rocking like she can’t help it. I know the feeling. My torch is burning hotter than ever. Seed demands to explode as I attempt to control myself.