Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 113880 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113880 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
"That's it," I say, breathless.
“Fuck.” When his hot mouth latches on and sucks hard, I throw my head back, relishing the tug between my legs. His hand skims the surface of the water and slides beneath. The loss of contact is enough to make me cry out, but then his hand is between my legs.
"Oh." I spread them a little more.
"Do it," someone calls.
"Make her yours."
Oliver's mouth finds mine, capturing it in a kiss. His tongue slips inside, and I suck on it, tasting him, wanting him. For a man so restrained in life, he’s the opposite when it comes to sex. I wrap my hands around his neck, holding him in place as his fingers stroke the outer lips of my pussy, spreading them open. He's teasing me and it's driving me insane.
"Please."
"Daddy's got you." He thrusts two fingers inside, the suddenness making me moan against his mouth. He curls them forward, hitting that sweet spot, and then he thrusts again, and again. The sound of my moans are muffled by his kisses.
"Yes," Jonas says. "You got her. Take her. Make her yours."
"Oh, God."
"Come for me, Allie."
His fingers slide deeper and harder, fucking me, filling me. His mouth moves to my ear, whispering words of encouragement and desire, telling me what a good girl I am, how tight and wet and perfect. He tells me he loves to hear the sounds of my pleasure and how I should let go and come for him.
For him. Those words are a whisper of dominance and control that trips a switch in my brain.
"You can't resist me," he whispers, kissing the soft skin beneath my ear, leaving his hesitancy far behind. "You don't have the strength to deny your desires."
"No."
"And when you come, you'll call my name. Say it."
"Oliver. Yes. Yes!"
He thrusts hard and deep, and I shatter, coming all over his hand, moaning his name, limp and replete. My head falls back, my eyes rolling closed, and Oliver’s lips capture my throat, kissing and sucking as I ride the waves of pleasure.
When I finally open my eyes, Oliver's are wild with lust and his chest is heaving. When I drop my eyes to the rippled outline of his cock through the water, it’s huge inside the clingy material of his swimmers.
"Please."
He turns me until I'm facing the pool edge, knocking my ankles with his demanding foot until my legs are spread.
Oliver yanks at the bottom of my bikini, pulling it aside.
He pushes his shorts down, freeing his cock. I reach behind me, wrapping my fingers around his length, squeezing it and pumping it a few times.
So many eyes rest on me. So many men are playing witness to this, but I’m used to being watched by now. I’m used to imagining they want to be the one between my legs.
"Fuck," Oliver groans. The same word is on the tip of my tongue, but I trap it between my teeth. When I release his cock, he wraps his arms around me, crushing my body against his. Then he's lifting me, guiding me down onto his waiting cock. The pressure is incredible. His size stretches me to the point of pain, but I can't get enough. When he's fully sheathed inside, I feel so full, so totally complete. He's still for a moment, allowing my pussy to get used to his girth.
“Condom,” Jonas yells and Oliver goes to pull out, but I reach around and hold his hip, keeping him deep inside me.
“I’m clean and on birth control,” I say.
“I’m clean, too.”
“Don’t come in the pool,” Theron warms. “I’m not spending the rest of my vacation swimming in your spunk.
Oliver doesn’t hear or doesn’t care. "That's right. Push back on my cock."
And then he's moving, bouncing me against his hips, thrusting into me from behind. I reach up and thread my fingers through his hair, pulling his head toward me. I twist until our mouths connect, our tongues collide, and he thrusts over and over.
"You like that."
"Yes. Please. Harder"
"I'll fuck you," he says. "And I'm going to fill this tight little pussy with my cum. And when I do, everyone is going to know what a good little girl you've been."
"Oh, god."
"Tell me, Allie. Tell me you're my good girl."
"Yes. I'm your good girl. I'm such a good girl. Fill me. Fill me up."
He groans, his mouth capturing my neck. He licks and sucks and then bites me and as I cry out, he fucks me faster.
Feet appear in front of me on the pool's edge and huge hands grip me beneath my armpits. “I’m lifting her out,” Theron says and then I’m tugged upwards and out of the water, leaving Oliver behind.
“What?” I gasp as Theron’s mouth crashes onto mine. He grips my face between his huge hands so we’re eye to eye. “I said, no coming in the pool. That shit is gross.”