Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 77852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
That’s when I heard his footsteps.
Just like in Jurassic Park when the dinosaur’s heavy footfalls could be seen in the vibration of the water, an ominous feeling spread over me. My pulse quickened in my neck, and I stared at the door as I waited. I didn’t have a lock on my door, which I was certain was intentional. There was nothing that could stop him from getting to me.
In a fluid motion, he opened the door and stepped inside. He was only in his sweatpants, his torso a wall of muscle, valleys, and tanned skin. All of his muscles shifted and moved together as he walked. He didn’t need a crown on his head or a ten-thousand-dollar suit on his body to look powerful. Even when he was reduced to nothing but skin, he was more powerful than any man in the world.
Eyes trained on me, he approached my bed and then pulled down his sweats and boxers at the same time. His enormous cock popped out, nine inches of length and more than a few inches of girth. The first few times we’d had sex, it hurt. That probably wasn’t normal, but I think his large size was responsible for my prolonged discomfort.
I didn’t resist because there was no point. It didn’t matter how pissed I was, he would get what he wanted. He’d dominated me just a few hours ago, putting himself in charge and reminding me just how insignificant I was.
He threw back the covers over my legs and then dragged me to the edge of the bed until my ass hung over the mattress. I was in a long nightdress, so he pulled off my panties and hiked the dress over my tits. Then he directed his fat crown against my entrance and pushed inside.
I tensed at the intrusion, my body resisting the initial push. He stretched me wide apart, pushing my body to new limits. He made me feel fuller than I’d ever felt, his cock pushing on all my walls and making me squeeze around him.
He stood at the bedside like a statue of a powerful solider. He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to him, getting me perfectly situated so he could thrust and enjoy me.
I breathed through the stretch, felt my body trying to acclimate to his enormity.
He paused as he stared down at me, his cold gaze commanding me with just the strength of his look. He reached his hand out and wrapped his fingers around my neck, making it abundantly clear I was his to enjoy. He didn’t squeeze me, just tightened his grasp enough to feel my pulse. The veins on his hands and forearms popped with his maneuvers, the chiseled lines of his muscle noticeable even in the darkness.
Then he thrust, moving inside me at a steady pace. He rocked the bed with his movements, making it shake as he moved his dick through my tightness. At first, it was rough. But I felt my body loosen as I rocked with him, felt my wetness emerge and sheathe him.
I looked at the ceiling, embarrassed that my body would betray me so coldly.
We fucked in silence, our breathing filling the quiet room. His hands reached up and grabbed my tits, palming them with his rough skin. He squeezed me hard, making my nipples ache as he flicked them harshly.
But I felt myself moan in response.
God, why?
He hooked his arms behind my knees and pinned my legs against my sides. He moved his weight to his arms, leaning over me slightly and deepening the angle of his thrusts. His eyes were on me now, watching me shake with the momentum he gave to our bodies.
He didn’t kiss me.
My fingers locked around his wrists so I had something to hold on to. The tightness inside my pussy didn’t feel as painful as it used to. Now my body had stretched in response to his size. Now I felt the pleasure and none of the pain.
He finally wore me out.
My eyes shifted to the mirror on my dresser, which reflected the sight of his tight ass. He clenched every time he thrust, the hunk of muscle leading to a sculpted back. It was powerful and beautiful, sexy to stare at.
I needed to stop staring at his ass. If I didn’t, I would come.
“Eyes on me.” His deep voice interrupted our heavy breathing in the darkness. The baritone immediately commanded me.
My eyes returned to his face. The concentration of his gaze was just as sexy as his ass. His hard jaw immediately tightened, and when his eyes burned with intensity, I knew he was enjoying me. His lips were parted as he breathed, and the sweat began to collect on his forehead. Shit, I was going to come.
“Don’t fight me. Enjoy me.”