Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 103530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 414(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
“Are you frustrated, princess?” I asked, patting the top of her head to be extra dickish about it. “I know you must be. I watched everything they did to you down there. And...down there.”
I gave the bow on her ass a little tug, and she made a sound the gag reduced to gurgling. “You liked this part,” I went on, cupping one round cheek in my hand, my thumb straying to the crevice between. “I particularly enjoyed hearing you beg them to put it in.”
I’d almost enjoyed it too much. Watching her, knowing she got off on being watched, knowing she was aware of my invisible presence in the room the entire time my team had teased her and tormented her, had almost made me come in my pants. I hadn’t even dared to jack off a little; I didn’t want to indulge myself in an orgasm until it was with Charlotte.
Her gaze flicked down, and I realized with a nasty shock that this was the first time she’d seen me in the flesh since the hospital. The cane I relied on was custom made to look as not-geriatric as possible, and heavily influenced by my infatuation with Charlotte. I decided to focus on the aesthetic choices, rather than explain that a mobility aid had become a part of my life and would likely remain so.
“Do you like it?” I asked, gesturing to the gleaming figure of the glowering dragon that served as a handle.
Her eyes widened.
“This way,” I said, turning to the wide-open living room. My private residence on the island was big, but it definitely wasn’t as large—or as themed—as the castle where guest functions were held, but it was on a hill overlooking the resort, and the glass walls of the entry and living room gave the people below plenty of opportunity to see what was happening inside, when the shades were open.
I’d closed them in anticipation of her arrival; I wanted my birthday present all to myself.
I gripped her braid and gave it a gentle tug. Her eyes widened; even that slight tension on the ribbon must have moved the plug inside her. After the nonstop stimulation and denial at the spa, the walk up to the house must have been brutal.
I’d made sure to specify that she be displayed that way. Helpless, nude, vulgar, totally public. I was pleased but not at all shocked that she’d allowed it.
I unbuckled my belt, unzipped my fly, and freed my straining erection. For a moment, I was tempted to remove her gag and fuck her mouth, but the bow was cute and there would be time for that later. I didn’t bother fully undressing. I sat on the black leather couch and pulled a condom from my pocket, setting some kind of record for opening it and putting it on, I was sure. I smiled at the way her eyes followed every movement, how her chest rose and fell with increasing speed. I patted my lap in invitation. “Up you go.”
She was unsteady without the use of her arms, so I helped her balance as she climbed up with a knee on either side of my thighs. When she had her bearings, she looked at me quizzically, waiting for another order.
“Well? Get on it. Unless you’re not interested—”
She made a muffled, but very clear, denial.
“Oh, do you need help?” I reached beneath her to position myself. She sank down before I could move my hand, and I hissed as the soft, wet heaven I had been fantasizing about for months enveloped the head of my cock. I considered leaving it there, preventing her from taking any more of me in, but it had been too long. I wouldn’t have been able to stand the teasing, myself.
I let go and she moaned behind the gag, her eyes closing, back drawing up even straighter as she slid down on my cock. I tipped my head back and let out a long groan of relief. It had been way too long since I’d been inside her. I didn’t want to move. I wanted to savor her.
“You’ve had a long trip, haven’t you?” I smoothed my hands down her arms and back up to squeeze her shoulders reassuringly. “And I know you want to come. I think you’ve waited long enough.”
She nodded her head vigorously, and from inside her cunt, I felt the plug in her ass move. A full-body shiver took me by surprise; even the smallest clutch of her swollen, slippery walls around me sent explosions of sensation over every square inch of my skin. The position I’d put myself in was torture. With her arms bound, she couldn’t do much. Sitting on the couch, I couldn’t get much leverage.
And with the way my pulse throbbed in my aching cock, that was probably a good thing.