Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 91560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Her eyes darken when I stand and strip off my shorts and boxer briefs. I can’t help gasping in surprise when she wraps a hand around me and strokes, drawing one groan after another from deep in my chest. “I want you to come on my cock,” I growl, thrusting into her fist. “Put it inside you.”
With a shudder, she does as I ask, guiding me, staring deep into my eyes as she does. A shiver runs through me before I move my hips, pushing forward until my tip drags through her wet heat and makes her whimper. “That’s right,” I tell her, closing my eyes as the sensations overwhelm me. “Let me feel that tight pussy around my cock.”
And then I push forward, breaching her quivering hole and letting her swallow me up. So fucking tight! And so hot and wet, enveloping me. It’s heaven. I don’t want to ever stop being locked with her this way. With her hands on my back, clawing at me through my shirt. That’s not enough—I pull it over my head and throw it aside so she can touch my skin, so I can feel her better.
Then she surprises me by sitting up, wrapping her arms around me, pressing her tits against my chest. I can feel her heart pounding the way mine does. And somehow, this is even better, being this close, with her body wrapped around me. Her pussy threatens to milk me dry with every flutter of her muscles as I move in and out, listening to the way she moans in my ear before her tongue traces the seashell curve of it.
“Yes, Tucker.” She breathes, her nails dragging over my skin and making me groan, quickening my pace. “Yes, just like that. That feels so good.”
It does. It’s incredible, beyond anything I’ve ever felt or even imagined. Every stroke takes me closer, builds the pressure in my balls, makes her clench a little tighter around me. Promising so much—relief, release, oblivion. That’s what I need. To have everything swept away, to forget the world.
And she’s here with me, touching me, fucking me, whispering in my ear. “Yes, yes, more… so good…”
I can’t hold on anymore. My rhythm turns into quick, hard rutting, the kind that makes sloppy wet sounds echo in the room as I move harder, faster, until she arches against me. Her pussy tightens like a vice a second before she comes around me, drenching me, giving me no choice but to pull out and take hold of myself before coating her with my cum. Rope after rope of sticky seed covers her mound and drips from her lips by the time I’m finished, completely drained, completely satisfied.
And once the pounding in my ears quiets, I hear her soft gasps as she recovers. “Holy shit,” she moans, trembling. The sound makes me reach for her, taking her in my arms and holding her against my chest while we both come down from the dizzy heights of our high.
I don’t know what to think about any of it. The way she makes me feel, how easy it is to lose myself in her. I only know I don’t want to give it up. I couldn’t if I tried.
Once we’re both a little more in control of ourselves, I pull back with a grin. “What do you think? Is that a decent alternative to how you usually work out your feelings?”
Her cheeks flush, and she rolls her eyes, but she also nods. “Yeah, I think maybe we should make a habit of that. You know, to give me an outlet.”
That’s what she wants to call it? Fine with me. It’s too good for me to argue, and I would be the stupidest fuck on the planet if I did. “Come on. Let’s clean up.” Turning on the shower, I grab a couple of fluffy towels and hang them outside the shower door before holding out a hand to help her inside. After cleaning my cum from her skin, we take our time soaping each other up, exploring slowly in no rush now. It’s so nice, I almost can’t believe I’ve gone so long without it. This sense of connection. Like we can leave the world behind in favor of this. I almost wish it could be like this all the time.
Even if there’s still part of me that’s not sure whether she’s in this because she wants to be, or because she needs my help.
26
MAYA
It’s like living in a dream. For once, a good dream instead of a nightmare. The kind of dream I don’t actually want to wake up from.
Could it be this easy? Everything is so simple. I mean, granted, it’s getting harder every day to not get too close to Tucker, no matter how much I want to. It would be so easy to forget how we started out. Everything he’s done to me. I don’t want to leave myself vulnerable. I’m tired of other people being able to hurt me. I want to be strong. I want to take care of myself.