Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 160041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 800(@200wpm)___ 640(@250wpm)___ 533(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 800(@200wpm)___ 640(@250wpm)___ 533(@300wpm)
She removes her heel, and I nearly wish she didn’t, because my cock is still half hard and wishing for more despite the fact that I already came twice.
“You’re sensitive, aren’t you?”
I nod, hoping she won’t notice just how much and why, but I struggle to control my emotions when it comes to her.
She’s literally the only one I’ve ever wanted, and it terrifies me.
It terrifies me that this one person can have such a visceral hold over me.
And now she’s here, hovering over me with that bright smile and those killer eyes, subjecting me to her filth, while my body is already in nirvana.
She sits back down on top of my chest and hooks her fingers underneath her own top, and I swallow from the sight. “What are you doing?”
“I think you need a little … encouragement.”
She tugs at the top, revealing all the tattoos riddling her skin underneath.
But the second her tits spill out, my jaw is literally on the floor.
They are massive.
And pierced, too.
So fucking hot and so fucking perfect.
I raise my hands, desperate to feel them in my palms, but she grabs my wrists and pins them above my head. “No touching, Xavier. You haven’t earned the fucking right.” She smiles. “Use your tongue instead.”
Her tits are nearly in reach of my mouth, and my tongue dips out to attempt to lick her hardened nipples. Just one taste. Just one and I’m already whimpering and thrusting into the air from sheer hunger.
God, I yearn for her.
“Yes, just like that. Suck like a good boy.”
I lift my head as far as I can go, straining against her grip on my arms, while I suck on her taut nipples until my hard-on throbs, ready to spout.
“You gonna come for me?” she murmurs.
“Yes, fuck yes,” I moan.
“Do it. Come all over my back and coat me with your cum.”
Her words send me over the edge, and I shoot out another load while groaning like a madman. My face turns beet red as I lunge for her nipples, kissing and sucking at them like it’ll be the last chance I ever have. When the orgasm subsides, she grabs my shaft, which twitches in the palm of her pretty hands.
“Such a pretty face you make when you come,” she muses.
“Fuck …” I breathe out a sigh, but every one of her fingers plays my thickness like a piano.
“Still so sensitive,” she says. “Even after three times. How many more times can you come for me?”
“What?” I mutter, completely delirious.
Her face darkens. “Do it again.”
Panic slowly begins to settle. “Are you serious?”
Her eyes sparkle with the threat of violence. “Do I look like I’m not?”
Defying her is the dumbest thing I could ever do right now.
But I don’t think I’ll survive this either.
Fuck.
Maybe this was a mistake.
She leans in, tits smashed up against my chest, green, luscious hair tumbling over her shoulders. “I said … do it again.”
I gulp and slowly thrust into her hand even though it’s still too sensitive to touch.
Her fingers slowly tighten around my shaft until they become a hole to fuck, and I become aroused again just from seeing her partially naked and on top of me. My mind wanders off to how her pussy would feel. How it would taste.
I thrust faster and faster, and her fingers tighten even more until her nails begin to embed into my skin, and I hiss in response.
“Keep going,” she commands.
So I thrust and thrust despite the pain of her nails scratching my tip.
“Good boy. Now make me happy with more cum.”
My dick twitches, balls tightening as her nails dig into my skin, and I howl out in both pain and pleasure as I release my fourth load.
“Four times … I think you can go again.”
I’m spent. I’m completely spent.
Yet she won’t relent.
“Impossible,” I mutter.
“You’ll make it possible. Because I want you to. And you’ll do whatever I want,” she says. “And I want you to come and come and come and come and come, like a good boy. Over and over again.”
Oh God.
“And if you won’t, I’ll make you.”
She gathers my juices with her right hand, then rolls me over.
“On your knees,” she growls.
I do what she asks, but I don’t know why.
“Wha—” My words turn into a garble of mumbling and moans as she shoves a finger into my ass.
“FUCK!” I groan, the sharp pain immediately offset by the delicious waves of ecstasy.
Her finger curls and thrusts as she forces it inside me, and I’m helpless against the mounting desire while she fucks me in a place no one else has ever touched.
“Have you ever had your ass fingered, Xavier?” she asks, taking me like I’m hers already.
My ass cheeks clench together. “No.”
“You’ll grow to love it,” she says. “Now relax, or it’ll only hurt more.”
She adds another cum-slathered finger, spreading me as she thrusts inside, and it feels so damn full, but so … so good. My body contorts the second she touches something deep inside me.