Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 71595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 286(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 358(@200wpm)___ 286(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
What? Where did that even come from?
Some of my shock must have communicated itself to Yuki because he suddenly smirks, saying, “Standard supplies in love hotels.” He spreads my legs apart so he can kneel between them. “And now, for your punishment...”
Oh. Shite.
His mouth begins its excruciatingly slow journey with my mouth, nibbling and licking my lips but never quite kissing me. It then moves down to my neck, nipping the tender skin without ever biting or sucking hard enough to make a mark. Further down, his mouth and hands join forces as he starts playing with my breasts – kneading without squeezing the flesh until they’re completely swollen behind the cups of my bra. Even my nipples aren’t safe from the torture, the aroused tips still covered by too many layers of fabric when he clamps them between his teeth.
My control starts to break, and I whimper, “Please.” Bite my nipples. Suck them.
But of course he does neither of these, and by the time I feel his hands running over my legs, I’m already a shaking, sobbing mess. He starts spreading my legs, wider and wider until I’m completely exposed—-
“Nooooo.” I moan the word out as my body starts to writhe in his hold. “Stop staring. Please.”
But since this is a punishment, he only does the opposite, his blue eyes devouring my flesh. When I feel myself becoming wetter, I can only imagine the way it looks to him, with the stain of my moisture growing and darkening the scrap of silk that covers my swollen folds.
It’s too much, and I choke out, “No more.”
Yuki cups my chin and says gently, “I don’t think so, senpai. Especially since I’ve only just started.” His gaze takes mine captive as he slowly reaches under the skirt of my dress.
Aaaaaaaaah.
His fingers find my aching flesh, and my eyes squeeze shut as he starts to stroke the silk-covered folds. His touch is painfully soft, almost like a breeze, and it’s driving me out of my mind. “Please.” I sob the word out. I want more. I need more. God, I need so much more—-
“Tell me,” Yuki rasps.
I shake my head. I can’t.
“I won’t do anything until you tell me.”
He withdraws his fingers right after, and my body arches in protest. “Yuki!”
“Then tell me,” he growls. “Say you want my fingers on your cunt.”
Oh God. The words he’s saying—-
“Say you want me eating your pussy.”
The things it’s making me imagine—-
“Say it—-”
They sweep all my inhibitions away, and all that’s left is this aching, throbbing core of desire that demands satisfaction. Raising my dazed eyes to him, I whimper, “I want it. I want your fingers on my cunt. I want you eating my pussy—-”
They’re the dirtiest words I’ve ever said in my life.
They also make me wetter like I’ve never been before.
And when I look at Yuki again, his blue eyes are also at its brightest—-
“Good girl,” Yuki whispers. “Now I’m going to make you scream.”
His fingers find me again, but this time they’re holding the hem of my silk panties. A moment later, I hear a ripping sound, and suddenly I’m naked waist down. My eyes fly to his just as his fingers reconnect with my folds, but this time our bare skin comes into contact——
I scream, just like Yuki promised.
And I find myself unable to stop screaming.
Yuki’s finger easily slips inside of me, and my hips instinctively arch up to meet the slow, gentle movements of his finger. Soon, a second finger plunges inside of me, and I feel my flesh stretching to accommodate his penetrating thrusts. Another moment, and everything becomes just a little faster, deeper, and rougher. He’s shoving his fingers relentlessly into me, and I realize dizzily this is what it means to be finger-fucked.
It’s a good feeling, a really good one, but just when my eyes start to close, I feel him reaching for the hem of my dress, and I open my eyes again, just in time to see him bend his head way, way down—-
AAAAAH.
His fingers withdraw to give way to his tongue.
My body arches up, but my bound wrists hold me back.
His tongue thrusts in.
My eyes roll back.
And now, he’s fucking me with his tongue.
“Yuki!” I twist and turn under his mouth, straining against the cuffs, but the exquisite torture only worsens as he reaches for my legs and places them over his shoulders.
AAAAAH.
My back is literally mid-air, but my center of gravity has transferred to that one point between my legs where his tongue continues to plunge in and out of me.
“Yuki, oh God.”
His hands move to cup the cheeks of my bottom as he grinds his mouth deeper against my flesh.
“Aaaaaaah.”
Pleasure starts to unfurl inside of me, and I start to shake, but still the thrusts of his tongue continues. Over and over it pushes inside of me, licking the walls of my flesh—-