Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 73423 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73423 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
She likes this. Even if she says she doesn’t or thinks she shouldn’t.
It’s all a lie.
And I don’t fucking care anymore if she’s still scared of me.
I’ll show her how good I can make her feel.
With my tongue, I’ll teach her how to yield. And when she finally stops fighting, I’ll make her mine.
“Oh, no, no, this can’t …” she murmurs, her nails scratching the concrete floor. “You have to stop before I …”
“I won’t,” I reply, kissing her clit until her entire body begins to convulse, and when it does, I flick the tip of my tongue along the edge.
She moans out loud, and a gush of wetness flows from her pussy. I lap it all up, the taste divine, just like the look on her face after she just came.
When her clit stops throbbing, I lean up to have a look at her beautifully flushed face. She’s breathing so heavily her chest rises and falls, and I can’t help but wonder what she’d look like when I tear this dress off her body.
If I should, right now, while she’s still warm, wet, and ready for the taking.
The thought of sinking my cock into her velvety pussy makes me salivate as much as licking her did.
But first, I need to make sure she understands.
So I crawl on top of her and press my lips to hers. Tasting her mouth is the icing on top of the cake. Kissing her is as enticing as I remember it being, and my cock twitches from the sheer amount of lust coursing through my veins.
I can’t get enough of her.
Until her eyes land on me.
They widen, and she violently jerks away from my lips. She crawls sideways to get out of my hands, shoving down her dress like an angry little bug skittering away in the darkness.
Running away like she has regrets.
Lies.
“That …” she mutters from her little corner far away from me. “Was not supposed to happen.”
My brow rises as I slowly come to a stand. “Then what was supposed to happen?”
She looks up at me in awe as my towel drops to the floor, her eyes sliding down my body to take it all in. But they stop the second they reach my rock-hard dick. And for a single second, her tongue darts out to wet her lips, only to disappear the next second, as if nothing ever happened.
“Oh God,” she says, blocking her own eyes with her hands. “Please put that towel back on.”
“Or what?”
She seems on edge. “It’s inappropriate.”
I tilt my head, amused by this conversation. “Why?”
“I-I don’t know!” she yelps. “Just do something.”
“I did.”
“I … I … not that,” she murmurs, still peeking at my body through her fingers.
A smirk forms on my lips. “Not what?”
I know she felt it.
I could taste her cum.
Her entire face turns red as a beet. “I thought you were going to eat me.”
I wipe my mouth and lick up the remaining juices. “I did.”
“Wha-What?” she mutters, her hand slowly lowering as though she can’t believe her own ears. She finally realizes what I said, and her face only grows redder. “Oh no. No, that was—”
“Delicious,” I reply, my cock oozing pre-cum just from the memory alone.
I’m done waiting around. Her scent drives me insane, and now I want to claim my prize.
But when I step forward, she holds up a hand. She shakes her head, the stunned look on her face quickly being replaced by resentment. “Don’t.”
First, she pretends not to want me, and now she’s angry with me for giving her what we both craved? Strange little creature.
I normally don’t stop or listen. Not to anyone but my owner.
But she … she makes me want to do things I’ve never wanted to do before.
So I stay, grab the towel from the ground, curl it back around my waist, and sit down on the floor to listen.
CHAPTER 13
Aurora
That had to be the best feeling I’ve ever felt in the whole entire world.
But the problem is, I don’t know what the hell he did.
My body is still quaking from the aftermath of his tongue swiveling across my private parts. Just thinking about it makes me glow red and get all hot and bothered, and I don’t understand. I’ve never felt anything like this before, this kind of explosion of lust.
I shiver in place, trying not to freak out, but it’s hard with a six-and-a-half-foot naked giant sitting right in front of me. I’m glad he put the towel back on because it’d be impossible to focus on anything other than that huge dick pointing right up at the ceiling.
Good God, it was thick and … wet.
Even when it’s no longer visible, I still can’t stop thinking about it.
Maybe I don’t want to.
Stop it!
I shake my head.
None of this makes sense. One second, I believe my life is going to end—he’s going to eat me, starting with an hors d’oeuvre of my toes—and then the next, he’s kissing my legs, my thighs, my … most sensitive parts.