Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 62(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18451 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 62(@300wpm)
“Theo, don’t, please.”
She plays the part so fucking well my cock swells in my slacks. How can it be like this after all these years? How can she still make me crave and want things I would get tired of very easily with anyone else?
Love. Trust. Playfulness. Desire. A match made in fucking heaven.
“You don’t want me to break down the door, do you, sweet girl?” I drag my flattened palm down the door, and I swear I can feel her quiver on the other side.
“No. Don’t. Just stop. I’m not opening it!”
The fact that I she adjusted into the roleplaying game and fell into it so easily, it’s like grasping a piece of paradise and keeping it stored peacefully in my hands.
“You’re playing with fire, Hanna. Open the damn door now, or I will break it down.” My approach changes again, soft to hard. I slam my fist against the door, and she whimpers.
Now, I truly have no patience left in me, so I decide to remove what’s keeping me from taking her the way we both want me to.
“Fine.” Stepping back, I remove my jacket, and with one swift kick, the door bursts open, the splintering sound ricocheting from the impact.
She jumps back as my large frame takes up the opening. “Theo.”
I slowly move toward her, tilting my head and gauging where she’s at, and that’s when I see the slightest little smirk tugging at her plump bottom lip.
“You know your word. Use it.” I stop what I’m doing and begin removing my tie.
“No!” she hollers, and I stop moving.
“What, baby?”
“Leave the suit on. I want you to take my clothes off and fuck me while still wearing it.”
“Then let me catch you and do just that,” I tell her.
"Earn it.” She moves first and climbs on the bed, trying to make it to the other side, but I’m too fast for her. I grab her ankle and pull. The cry of relief leaves her when I catch her, and it's a musical masterpiece.
“There she is. You like when I chase you?” Grabbing the nape of her neck while my other arm bands around her waist, I push her head into the mattress and lift her hips. This puts her in the exact position I want her.
“Yes, I do. I want more. I need it. I’m hurting.”
God, I love when she tells me her pussy is needy for me. Dying for it to be used by me. Hanna is constantly telling me that I am the only one who can satiate her. I do what her hands can’t. Her toys could attempt but never succeed at. I’m the keeper of her pleasure.
Bending, I place my mouth to her ear. “You have no idea what I have planned. Your pussy will hurt, but you will beg me to never fucking stop.” Sitting up, I look around the room and see the garland above the bedroom fireplace, and this sparks a whole new idea that wasn’t in my plans. Going for it, I see its real and know that the rough material will add to the already heightened desire—not just mine but hers. Her head is turned, and I feel her eyes on me, curiously watching.
“You’re going to tie me up, aren’t you?” she asks as I round the bed and come back to her.
I slap her ass hard. Hanna jolts forward, and her loud, pleasurable cry fills the room.
“No. You’re going to tie up my hands so I can’t touch you, and you’re going to ride me. Drive me to the point of madness, because I won’t be able to grab you. And if you come…. God, if you come—” I bend and bite her ass. “—I will deny you my body for the rest of this trip. You’re going to make me come. Work for it, work hard. Be a good cumslut and take it all. Then we will watch a movie.” I flip her over, and her eyes are wide.
“Wait, I don’t get to come?” The playful arousal leaves, and it’s replaced by her displeasure.
“No, you will come, but you will have to wait. I want you so fucking wet I’ll be able to drink you.”
“Theo. No. I wanted you…. I wanted us—”
“This is us. You won’t be complaining when I finally let you have it. I’m going to make it so good for you, pretty baby. But we have to do some work before that happens.”
“You’re not playing fair. What happened to the original plan?”
“Plans change, but they will be in your favor.” I step up to her, taking her hand and pulling her up to a seated position. She eyes me over. Taking my thumb, I move it down her top lip, over the curve of the bottom, and drag it along her chin. "Do you trust me?”