Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 170885 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 854(@200wpm)___ 684(@250wpm)___ 570(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 170885 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 854(@200wpm)___ 684(@250wpm)___ 570(@300wpm)
It’s the first time I’ve touched a dick other than my own, and bloody fucking hell.
The moment I bring it out, I can’t resist staring at how both thick and long he is. I’m not small by any means, but Nikolai is a tad bigger and slightly curved. Four piercings protrude from the crown, shining under the dim streetlight.
“Your hands are so soft.” He nibbles on my lip, my jaw, and my Adam's apple.
A groan slips out of me and he grins against it, licking the assaulted skin, then whispers, “Squeeze me, baby.”
I do, carefully, not wanting to cause him pain. Though he certainly doesn’t seem like he has the same concerns with my own cock since he jerks me as if he has a problem with me.
Not that I’m complaining. No one has ever touched me this roughly. This…deliciously.
“You won’t hurt me, lotus flower. Do it harder.” He laps his tongue at my jaw. “Mmm. Let me get the blood off you.”
He bites down on the spot as if he wants to break the skin and then sucks hard until I’m lightheaded.
My skin tingles when he steps back to leave space between us.
Nikolai releases my cock, and before I can think about it, he presses his hand on mine, opens it, and rubs his cock against mine, then closes my hand on both our girths, barely. I have big hands, but it looks tiny when wrapped around our dicks.
“Let me show you how to properly jerk a man’s soul out of his cock. Relax your hand.”
I do, my eyes following his movements with fascination as he grips my hand and uses it to jerk both our lengths. Roughly. With a firm edge.
The visual of his inked hand on mine turns the lust into a dangerous need.
A dash of pleasure thickens my cock, but it soars into an avalanche when Nikolai thrusts his length against mine and my hand.
Our hands.
He rolls his hips and slams forward, stabbing my groin with his pierced crown. Once, twice.
On the third time, I’m thrusting as well, matching his rhythm and jerking as hard as he’s directing my hand, refusing to be the recipient. Refusing to be trapped in a role that revolts me to the core.
Wetness slips beneath our fingers and I’m not sure if it’s his precum or mine. I obviously don’t care, because I go faster, harder. Out of the control I excel at so well.
“Your hand is jerking me so good, baby.” Nikolai groans, trapping the corner of his lip between his teeth and I can’t help looking at his face. At the fuck-me expression. The hollowing in his cheek as he releases these fucked-up erotic noises that destroy something inside me.
How can a savage be so…attractive?
It’s the alcohol. Please tell me this is only because I’m hammered.
“Does it feel good when I touch you?” He squeezes my hand on our lengths. “Does it feel intoxicating? Liberating?”
All I can do is stare at him. Caught in a trance. Astonished. As if my soul has left the confines of my physical body.
“You don’t have to answer. Your cock is doing the job so fucking well. You’re leaking for me…fuck…” he breathes. “Come for me, baby. Show me how much you want me.”
Oh fuck.
No, no, no.
“No… Fuck you…” I can’t hold on to my lies anymore. They sound needy to my own ears.
“Correction. I’m the one fucking you.”
My balls fill to the brim and I get no warning as my cum splutters all over Nikolai’s T-shirt and even shoots up his neck and jaw.
A fever-like sensation spreads all over my body as I watch him darting his tongue out and chasing the cum on his lips and chin, licking every droplet clean.
There’s no other expression for what he does next. He uses my hand as he thrusts himself against my slowly depleting cock, faster, harder, until a shiver goes through me.
Until I forget my damn fucking name.
“Ungh…fuck… I’m coming…” His muscles tighten as he does a few more brutal thrusts, and then I feel the wetness on my groin and all over my hand.
“Mmm. Prince Charming is covered in my cum. Yum. I can get used to this view.” He smears the cum on both our lengths, then reaches a hand that’s glistening with evidence of our depravity and coats it all over my lips.
My head swirls and I can feel my ears heating.
No, no…
My lips part and he jams his middle and ring fingers inside, all the way to the back of my throat, forcing me to taste him.
No, it’s not only him. It’s us.
Good grief. This is so sick.
Then why aren’t you fighting?
I must try to release another noise in an attempt to speak, because Nikolai shakes his head, eyes still blazed with intensity and unbound lust.
“Shut the fuck up. Don’t try to ruin this with your fucking mouth. Let me keep that busy for you.” He jams his fingers deeper. “Choke on my fingers instead. I want you to swallow every drop of cum down your throat.”