Total pages in book: 11
Estimated words: 9925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 50(@200wpm)___ 40(@250wpm)___ 33(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 9925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 50(@200wpm)___ 40(@250wpm)___ 33(@300wpm)
I wrap my arms around his neck. "I fucking love you, Ryan." I kiss him hard. He kisses me back and his tongue finds mine, and fuck, it feels good to have his mouth against mine like this. His arms wrap around my waist, and I smile through the kiss as I feel him unhooking my bra.
"I need to see those tits," he growls.
I step back. "What do you think?" I ask, the bra falling to the floor. We're alone in the dressing room, and I'm completely turned on. I want him to fuck me so bad. I want him to pull that cock out and let me ride him. He could lift me right up in the air and wrap my legs around his body and let me sink down on that thick cock. My pussy would open for him the way it was made to do. But I realize he's not going to let that happen.
"I'm going to fuck your pussy with my hand to remind you, Rachel, that I'm the only one who gets to touch you, that there's no point in touching yourself when I could be doing it so much better instead."
"Then do it," I say. "Show me what I was missing."
He tells me to lean back on the bench and I do. And he kneels before me this time, spreading my legs, his mouth pressed to my pussy in moments.
"You better keep quiet," he says. "Causing a scene won't do. Do you understand, baby?"
"I do," I whisper, but already I know I'm going to lose control because his tongue flicks against my clit, and I feel myself tense up as he begins to unravel me. His licks are fast and furious, twirling around my bead of pleasure, sucking hard until I'm whimpering.
"Oh God," I whimper. "Ryan, I'm going to make too much noise."
"No, you're going to be quiet," he says. He presses a palm to my mouth. When I bite down on his hand, he winces, but I know he likes it rough. I bite down harder as he begins to finger me with one and then a second finger, spreading me open, getting me so fucking wet. I know we're going to make a mess, but I don't really give a fuck. All I care about right now is his hand against my cunt, making me drip.
"Fuck, you're a wet, horny little girl, aren't you?"
"I'm your horny little girl," I say. "Don't stop," I beg.
He runs his free hand across my breasts, teasing my nipples past my stomach, petting the hair at my pussy. Then he shoves my ankles over his shoulders as he dips his mouth back to my cunt, sucking up that juice that I've released. He's licking me up, eating me out until I'm about to come, and he knows it.
"There you go," he says. "Don't stop." He begins to pound me with three fingers fast, fast, faster still. At this point, I know I can't hold back.
"Oh God," I say. "Ryan, fuck…Fuck, fuck me."
He grins, and he does, with his fingers. I let go, and the orgasm rides over me as I'm panting with pleasure. Oh, fuck, it feels good, his hand grinding me, my tits bouncing, and I know he's got to be hard. I'm sure his cock is just throbbing in his jeans, but it's his fault for not letting it free, for not filling my cunt with his big, thick dick.
That'll teach him a lesson, I think as he finishes getting me off, the orgasm relentless. I can't hold back. I let out a deep moan. "Oh God," I tell him, "Ryan, that was everything."
He pulls his hand back, and I immediately wish I hadn't come so hard, so fast. I don't want this to end. I want so much more of it.
I push out my bottom lip as I sit up on the bench, naked before him. We've made a mess. My come has dripped all over his hand. He really needs a shower.
Thankfully, I'm prepared. After the Ferris wheel, I learned my lesson. I stand up and from my purse, I pull out a small packet of wipes.
"Here you go," I say, handing him one so he can wash his hand off. I do the same, running a wipe between my legs, cleaning my gushing cunt.
"Put those panties on," he tells me. "And take the photo correctly. It's your last warning."
CHAPTER 6
RYAN
“And what will I get if I do what you ask?”
"I will take care of you the way you really want to be treated. I'll give you what you've been asking for all day."
Rachel smiles, nodding as I walk out of the dressing room. She closes the door behind me and I have to adjust my cock, because it's fucking throbbing in my jeans.