Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 86597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 433(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 433(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Shivers run down my back as he twists his finger inside me while rubbing my taint and balls as if he were trying to tease me until I truly can’t resist him.
“I can’t,” I say, shaking my head and imagining that hard dick against my hole. I imagine it spraying cum all over my ass, and then Nico’s big hands rubbing it into my skin, so not a drop is wasted.
“You ‘can’t’ what?” he asks, as if nothing of significance was happening. “You can’t be my sex toy?” His words are accompanied by the rasp of a zipper. The sound makes my ass clench on his fingers. “This feels like you want it.”
Snapping my head up, I attempt to throw him back, like a wild horse rejecting its first-ever rider, but my voice is stifled when he grabs my face, blocking my mouth, and pulls my head to his chest. “I might need to teach you a lesson after all.”
I try to protest, but three of his gloved fingers sink between my lips, letting me taste the red leather just as he twists another finger inside my ass. The stretch is a surprise, but I try to relax and accept the girth of two digits, which he’s determined to prepare me with.
“Oh fuck…” Nico groans. “It’s so hot to feel you squirm. I hope you do that when I’m balls-deep inside you.”
As if to make that clear to me, I sense his bare dick rubbing against my ass cheek. Hard, hot, pulsing flesh begging to come inside me. I’m not really putting up a fight, but his strong grip turns me on anyway. He’s showing me he could hold me in place. My cock bobs against the table, and every time it touches anything I drizzle pre-cum. I can sense drops of it cooling on my thighs already, but the sensation pales in comparison to Nico’s firm touch. It’s almost as if he has ten hands and is able to stroke me everywhere, because each press on my tongue, each slick thrust into my anus teases this unfamiliar sensation inside, magnifying it until I’m twisting my hips in anticipation. My skull is a pressure cooker about to explode, and I need more. Faster. But telling him this would have spoiled half the fun, so I do the opposite thing and attempt to climb onto the table, away from him.
Nico pulls out his fingers and grabs my leg to stop me. He laughs. “Oh! You’re ready to be my meal?”
I’m not sure what’s happening, too focused on the emptiness in my throbbing hole, and then he’s pulling on my leg, twisting until I fall to the tabletop, back first, my legs spread for him, my hard dick on show, and my whole body exposed.
Nico slides between my thighs, pressing his dick between my ass cheeks, and I see him in all his terrifying glory. Tight black T-shirt hugging his pecs and lean waist while showing off the muscular arms, pants open, and the balaclava hiding his features save for the intense eyes.
He makes a point of looking down at my crotch. “Looks like this turns you on. Does it, boy? Does it turn you on that I’m about to stuff you full of cock?”
I shake my head but my dick twitches, and I grab the other side of the table, trying to wrestle myself out of Nico’s grip. My efforts are for nothing, and he drags me even closer, until my ass is pressed to his groin, and he has me pinned.
What will he do to me now? Will it hurt? Will I like it?
So many questions spin through my head as he steadies himself, a dangerous monster who has no regard for my needs and wants, and will take me because he can.
“I’d handcuff you if I wasn’t so horny,” Nico rasps, and he doesn’t waste any more time. He lifts my legs to his shoulders, and I’m spread open for him. He runs one hand up my body, all the way to my neck, while he grabs his dick with the other and prods at my stretched hole with his cockhead.
My Adam’s apple bobs against his hand, and while I know the threat isn’t real (or is it?), my body is still frantic with adrenaline. Scared or excited? I might be asking myself that question until the end of my life, but the fact is that when his dick kisses my hole, it seems every nerve ending beyond the place where they meet goes dull. Nico’s saying something, but I can’t hear him over the thudding in my ears. When he pushes in, I can no longer breathe, and my head falls back as my muscles go rigid with panic. And still, despite the whine I let out in response to the sting, I don’t want him to pull out. I might be in pain now but already want more.