Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 35349 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35349 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
“It does take your breath away. Spread your legs open. Let me see that pussy I own.”
There’s no way she should be turned on with the cruel way he spoke to her. How bluntly he told her that she belonged to him, or at least, her body did. He didn’t own her, just her body that he could do what he wanted with.
Licking her dry lips, she waited.
“Touch yourself.”
She hesitated.
“Now, Meghan.”
Resting a hand on her knee, she slowly brought it up until she cupped her pussy.
“Open your lips, let me see your wet cunt. That’s it, baby. That’s it. Now, push a finger inside yourself.”
She did so, with a moan.
“Show me how wet you are. Lift your fingers up. I want to see.”
When she did so, she saw, much to her shame, just how wet she was.
“Oh, Meghan, we’re only getting started. By the time I finish with you, that coffee table is going to be fucking soaked with our cum.”
Why did she find that so arousing?
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Meghan’s nipples grew harder as he spoke. She may not like him, but her body craved him and that was all he needed. Damon smiled as she held her fingers up, showing just how wet she was.
Standing up, he put his glass of whiskey down, and dealt with his belt buckle, releasing it. Within a matter of seconds, he was naked, his hand wrapped around his cock as he watched her.
“Add a second finger,” he said. “Stretch that cunt open.” He watched her open her cunt to him, and her two fingers weren’t even as big as his cock. “Now touch your clit. Stroke it.”
He watched as she glided her fingers over her sweet little nub. It was one of the sexiest things he’d seen in his life. He was forty years old, and there wasn’t anything he’d not done before. Watching Meghan play with her sweet virgin pussy was the most erotic thing he’d ever witnessed.
Her nipples were rock-hard, and she released a gasp, which was so sexy to hear. Seeing her discover her body, the way she touched herself in certain ways that shocked her, would stay with him forever.
He’d never known being with a virgin could be so … hot.
She teased her clit with both fingers that had been playing with her hole, and he knelt down so that he was close to her pussy. He ran his hands up the insides of her thighs, keeping them open.
Her fingers were slow as she teased her swollen clit. Using two of his, he slid them into her tight cunt.
Meghan cried out, and he held her down, keeping her in place so she couldn’t move. Pulling his fingers out of her, he brought them to his lips to take a taste. She was so fucking sweet.
Knowing no other dick had been inside her, he felt an overwhelming, possessive need to keep her all to himself. There was no way he’d want another man knowing how sweet she was. From the look in her eye and the way she teased her pussy, she had a dirty side to her that had remained untapped.
Why hadn’t she had a boyfriend?
A lover?
He’d get to all of these questions in time, but for now, he wanted her to come by his hand.
Pushing his fingers inside her, he added a third finger. She gave a little cry.
“You’re so tight, baby. Take it all. Ride my hand. You know you want my cock, come on. Let me feel you come.”
He thrust inside her, fucking her with his fingers as she worked her clit to an orgasm. When she came, she did so with a cry, her cum drenching his fingers as she tightened around him. It was the best thing he’d ever felt.
He couldn’t get enough.
When she couldn’t take anymore, he pulled his fingers from her cunt and licked them clean.
With both of his hands on her knees, he spread them wide, leaning in close to kiss her stomach. Trailing his lips down, he pressed them against her clit, and she cried out, arching up.
He didn’t let go though, flicking his tongue back and forth across her clit.
“I can’t take it.”
“You will.”
He sucked her clit into his mouth, tasting her. Holding her down on the coffee table, he made her take the pleasure. After a couple of seconds, she stopped fighting him, and her cries turned to moans as she shook beneath his touch.
Damon brought her to a second orgasm.
She was so wet that her cum was leaking on the table, just how he wanted it. Drawing her to the edge of the coffee table, he moved over her.
The angle was a bit awkward, but as he placed the tip of his cock at her entrance and slid in deep, it was worth it.
Her pussy tightened around him, each ripple sending pleasure straight to his balls.