Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43681 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43681 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
“You don’t know me. What if I turn out to be a psycho?”
Cash laughs. “I hired hookers to rape me, Gunner. As long as you don’t kill me or cut me up with a weapon, I think I’ll be okay.”
“You’ll use your safe word if it’s too much?”
She smiles, hooking her leg around my thighs and flipping me under her. “I’m trained in three martial arts. Unless you have a weapon, I’m not helpless. I promise. I’m okay.”
My eyes roam her body, from her delicate neck to her large breasts and plump stomach. Fuck, I love her stomach. I grip her sides, thinking about how hot it would be to fuck her doggy style.
Panic flares in her eyes. “What are you doing? Why are you touching me there?”
“Because it’s beautiful and soft and I want to.”
Cash jumps off me, covering her midriff and hiding from my gaze.
I frown. “What are you doing?”
“No one touches those parts. When I’m on stage, they make me wear stuff to hide. I-I don’t like people looking at it.”
“Why?” I’m genuinely confused about why she’d want to shade a single part of her body because she’s perfect.
“Logically, I understand there’s nothing wrong with my stomach, ass, breasts, and thighs. I’m a bigger girl, always have been, but—” She falls silent, looking everywhere but at me.
“But what?” I’m familiar with what she’s about to say, but I don’t want to hear her speak the words.
I understand exactly how this bullshit industry she’s been caged in works. They create a myth and bombard people with images of the lies. They make them think that if they don’t have it, something is wrong. But they don’t tell you that the image they manufactured is bullshit. They strip young girls and women of their beauty and poison their minds with lies.
I jump off the ground and move to where Cash leans against a tree. She appears so small, nothing like the vibrant girl I’ve witnessed until now. Her head is turned away from me and her eyes are distant. I cradle her head, forcing her gaze back to me. “But what, Cash?”
“It’s hard to like parts of yourself when you’ve been told they’re abhorrent.”
“It’s idiotic to base your opinion of yourself on the words of morons. Come on, Cash. You know what the industry is like. They don’t care about beauty or art. All they care about is packaging something they can control. They want a field of dandelions and will kill a wild rose to get one.”
She smiles. “Aren’t you adorable quoting your mama’s song to talk down a girl you want to fuck? Wonder what Freud would say about that?”
“That’s my girl. Don’t let others dim your light.” I move my hand down her body, copping a feel of her tits before moving back to her stomach. “Eyes on me, Cash. Don’t focus on anything but me.”
I grasp for anything to show her that love for herself is crucial for the sex that we want. She needs to understand that she’s the most beautiful speck in the universe, and her light illuminates it all. I need her to love every single piece of herself before letting me ruin her in merciless ways. “I can’t fuck you the way you want until you see yourself the way I see you.”
Shock flashes in her eyes. “I don’t know how.”
Cash stands frozen in front of me as her body shakes. I’m unsure if it’s from the cold or the fear of real intimacy.
I push away from her and remove my clothes, standing naked before her. “Take off your clothes. Slowly. It’s easy to fuck, Cash, but it’s difficult to be naked. I want you bare for me, Sparrow. I want to know you, and I want you to know me.”
She drops her clothes, and I take her in every mouthwatering curve of her body. Fuck, she’s beautiful.
Her eyes land on my cock, and I smile as her dark eyes round when she gets a good look at my piercings. I rub the tip of my cock, ensuring that she gets a good look at the three dydoe piercings. “Ever fucked a guy with a dick piercing before?”
“No,” she moans, licking her lips, her eyes fixed on my cock.
“Spread your legs,” I demand.
Cash follows the order, and I stare at her pussy, the perfectly plump lips with a wet pink center. “Grab your big tits and hold them up to your mouth. I want to know if you can suck on those sexy nipples.”
Her manicured hands, with their shiny black nail polish, grip her heavy breasts. She lifts them, and her pretty pink lips part as she sucks on one nipple.
“Drop the tit that’s not in your hand and grab your stomach.”
Cash shoots a look at me, and I direct her eyes to my painfully hard dick. “I like it, Cash. My body can’t lie to you. I’ve never been this hard in my entire life.”