Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80564 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 322(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
“That’s it, Kitten. Take what I fucking give you,” I growl, unable to resist thrusting my fingers harder into her ass. Her moan extends out louder, sounding desperate and that makes me even harder. I wanted to drag this out, but it seems I’ve misjudged her power over me. I react to Tess in ways I never have before. That could be dangerous for both of us.
I’m pissed at her for making it so I can’t take more time. I wanted to spend the day torturing her before I found satisfaction. That’s not going to be possible. I remove my fingers, enjoying the wail of disappointment she gives. I’m a sick fuck, but I like knowing she’s being punished. I grab the cloth I have placed on the tray and clean my hands, thoroughly. Then I pick up the plug and push it ever so slowly into Tess’s ass.
“Relax, Kitten. Let it happen,” I coax, smiling as she slowly opens up for me, and it pops through and sits inside of her.
“Oh, God. Jesus Max.”
“Does it feel good, sweetheart?”
“I’m empty, Max please. I need you inside of me.”
I take a minute to admire the way she looks, but I’m with her. I’m too close to the edge to keep waiting. I slap the condom over my cock, without much thought. That’s her fault too. Normally I would have enjoyed torturing her with every small movement and action before I give her my cock. Will I ever have enough of Tess so that I can do that? I’m beginning to think the answer is a big fat, no.
There’s no need to see if she’s ready. Fuck, she’s so wet the insides of her thighs are slick. That works for me since I’m about to come from just seeing her spread out and filled while her pussy is crying for attention. I quickly untie her ankles, though I’m not sure she realizes it, she’s so far gone. I poise my cock at her entrance, regretting I can’t be gentle, but I don’t have that in me.
“Tess.”
Her head carefully turns towards me. Tears are in her eyes, and her body is pushing for more than it’s getting. She’s on a razor’s edge. I did that. I brought her to that.
“M...Max…”
“Mine,” I growl plunging hard inside of her. I don’t give her time to adjust. I give her nothing but every inch of my cock, as I go balls deep. I feel the pressure of the plug through the thin layer separating her walls. Her scream and the way her hands pull against her restraints worry me briefly. Maybe I should have tried to hold back, but then her legs wrap around me, the heels of her feet digging into my ass and her greedy little snatch is milking my cock, trying to ride it, even without me moving.
I lean over her, sliding so that just the tip of my cock remains inside her pussy and then slam back in. Each thrust pushes her up on the bed and makes her cry out. I’m the one in charge. I’m the one who will make sure she gets what she needs. Only me. She’s moaning, and I catch my name, as her pussy ripples against my shaft. I can feel the warm gush of heated cream even through the latex. Her orgasm takes hold with nothing more than a whimper from her. I ride her hard, my balls throbbing. My own release is so close, I can taste it, but I don’t let it happen. I push harder and faster, pumping her like a man possessed. Because I am. I am possessed by this woman in ways that I have never experienced and never will again. When I climax, the last thought I register as I look into her eyes is one that should terrify me. She’s the only woman I’ll ever want. For the rest of what life I have, whether it be a day or even fifty fucking years, for me it will always be Tess.
Hell.
“I think you may have killed me,” Tess murmurs sleepily, curling into me. I untied her and cleaned her up all while she was lying still on the bed. I don’t think her body had the energy to do much more. Hell, I’ve not had the workout her body did, and I’m almost as tired. I place a kiss on the top of her head, holding her and staring up at the ceiling. I’m trying to process what the fuck just happened. This is sex, right? I’ve had sex since I was thirteen. In all that damned time, it’s not been… Fuck, it’s never been like this. What does that mean? Tess is working her way inside of me, and I don’t know what the hell do with it all.