Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
Oh. . .my. . .
With each gentle thrust, they entered deeper, inciting an inescapable hunger.
My chest rose and fell fast. “W-what is this?”
When they must have been all in, Giorgio pressed his hard cock against my ass and his wet muscular chest along my back. Brushing my ear with his moist lips, he whispered, “David may give you what you want, sweet Blue, but I will always give you what you need.”
He licked the outline of my ear. Heat swirled between my thighs.
Then, he left me again.
I gasped. “G-giorgio!”
“That was not the name you screamed last night.”
“Damn it.” I used my feet to twist me around. With each movement, those beads caressed the inside of my ass, making me want to fuck.
Ignore that feeling.
I finally faced him. “We are not going to do this—”
“Do what?” Giorgio was back at the glass shelf, rummaging through items, and it was absolutely fucking hard to not get lost in the drops of water streaming down his perfectly chiseled ass.
I cleared my throat. “I am not going to be questioned or. . .interrogated or even punished when I have a moment with David—”
“Correct.” Giorgio turned around, holding a small can of shaving cream and a tiny razor in one hand.
I blinked. “What the fuck?!”
He prowled back over. “You think I will let the blue heart remain after that dirty king had his tongue all over it?”
“No. No. No.” I tried to edge back, but could barely move. “You are not shaving me—”
“No?” He stopped an inch in front of me. His wet cock pressed against my thigh.
More steam rose between us, thickly fogging up the space.
I shivered. “No.”
He slipped his free hand along my pussy, traced the outline of the blue heart, and then lingered down to my aching clit, circling and teasing the sensitive bud.
My body betrayed me and vibrated in need. I wanted to close my eyes so bad and get lost in those skillful fingers. “G-giorgio. . .you are. . .not. . .oh. . .oh. . .”
Giorgio’s skilled fingers glided along my folds, sending electrifying currents through my body. His knuckles rubbed circles around my clit, building up an unbearable intensity of pleasure.
My breaths came in shallow gasps.
“Fuck.” I bit my lip and arched my hips up to meet the gentle prodding of his hand.
His voice was a passionate growl, rippling through the air. “This is my pussy.”
He flicked his thumb gently against my clit, sending me into blissful ecstasy. “I will shave it if I want.”
His motions were so hypnotic, I barely noticed the cream being smeared onto the heart.
My lids drooped over my eyes. “You are fucking. . .crazy. . .”
“Be sure to remember that.” He dropped the can on the floor. “Do not move too much.”
I panted. “What?”
The sharp blade glided along my skin.
Gasping, I lowered my view and watched in near terror as the sharp blade continued to glide over the cream-topped heart.
“I must admit. The heart was gorgeous.” Giorgio tenderly shaved more of it away. “Yet, there will be other shapes to taunt me in the future.”
I shivered. “That’s assuming you will get to see it again.”
Smirking, he shaved off the last of the heart. “I already told you that this pussy was mine.”
“No. It is mine and I. . .”
He walked off as if the conversation was over. Quickly, he picked up the can and stopped in front of the glass shelf.
“What are you doing now?”
His wet back was to me. “How do the beads feel?”
I blinked.
“Blue?”
I frowned. “They feel good.”
“Did you know that they would?”
“No.”
“Even better.” He turned around and held the oval silicone object in his hand.
I focused on it. “What is that?”
Giorgio got right in front of me and pressed his body against mine. “I was told that only his tongue violated you.”
“We are not talking about that.”
He squeezed the oval. The center of it opened a little like tiny lips.
I tilted my head to the side. “What does this do?”
Giorgio lowered it down to my clit and fastened the object onto it.
“Oh!” I looked around the shower as if thoroughly confused and needing someone to explain this all to me. “Oh my God.”
“After that audio, I did not sleep last night.”
I gazed down at the oval object suctioned to my clit. I had no idea which was causing me so much electric stimulation—the beads in my ass or the oval on my clit.
He placed both hands on my oil smeared breasts and began rubbing them over and over.
“Oh!”
“So many thoughts filled my mind.” Giorgio played with my nipples.
I writhed and cried in pleasure.
“Of course I played out my revenge on the king.” He squeezed my nipples hard.
“Oh!”
“And then there was the lesson that you needed to learn.” He brushed his lips against my mouth, but didn’t kiss me.
“C-come closer.” I tried to move to his mouth.