Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 66909 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66909 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
I begin to sink down, the pressure intense. He’s so large, the bite of pain sharper than I’d expect, and I had only started to try to take him.
Any discomfort from the stretch is replaced with pure pleasure when Nick pushes aside the hood covering my clit, exposing the sensitive bud. He continues the sensual caress as I work to take every inch, moaning again when my ass settles on his thighs. His play with my clit has me gripping his shoulders and moving, needing to ride him, rising up slowly and then driving down with a solid force. The slow pass of his fingers over my clit sends a shiver down my spine. The quiver turns to a heat that burns to my deepest core.
Nick’s gaze never leaves mine, so full of confidence and strength. He doesn’t hide the pleasure or passion he feels. He doesn’t hold back his groans as I inch him deeper and deeper with every movement.
He pulls me against his chest and parts my lips with his, his kiss smothering my moans and capturing my breath. He grabs my hips with both hands and takes control, speeding up the pressure and the desire, bringing me closer and closer to the sensation of pure bliss.
“Nick…” I cry out, throwing my head back when he gives my nipples a twist.
“All the way,” he reminds me, twisting them in the opposite direction.
“You’re too big,” I whine. I thought this would be easier now that my ass wasn’t virginal.
I was wrong.
“Press down onto me. Make it hurt, allow the burn, the sting to let you feel alive. Drive my cock all the way into your ass.”
“I’m trying,” I say between a gasp.
My ass feels full, as if not another single inch can fit, and yet when he releases my nipples, takes my hips, and yanks me down, I scream and learn I am wrong.
I can take more… a lot more.
“Now, ride my cock,” he says, after pressing a kiss to the side of my neck. “Ride.”
I obey, pushing myself up his long length and then sinking down again, fucking myself—my ass—on his cock.
He continues to pluck, twist, and tug on my nipples, pulling them out from my breasts as his cock stretches my ass. Multiple fires build within me, every plunge, every twist adding embers to the inferno.
“I-I… I need to come,” I gasp, curious how something so painful can bring such pleasure. “Please… I’m going to come!”
“What a nasty girl you are,” he says, bending forward to speak the words against my ear. “Look at you, so beautiful, so intelligent, so capable, and yet all it takes to turn you into a dirty girl, a needy girl begging, pleading, for permission to come is a big, hard cock in your ass. Isn’t that right? Ask permission to come. Beg me.”
“Yes! Please, Nick, please let me come!”
Are his words meant to humiliate or to free me? To allow me to become that girl… the one who plays in the gutter and loves every moment? I don’t know, and it doesn’t matter. His words, his lips, his cock all drive my need higher. My entire world focuses on nothing more than this moment… my desperate need and the only man who can grant my request.
He kisses my neck. “Come, my dirty girl. Ride my cock and come hard,” he says, granting permission, biting that tender spot on my shoulder as I keen my thanks.
Bracing my hands against his thighs between my spread legs, I continue to ride him, my head thrown back against his shoulder, his lips at my ear, his filthy instructions to fuck myself, to cream on his cock buried up my ass, making me quiver.
When he releases my right breast and slaps his palm against my cunt after I have lifted again, I gasp in shock, yet plunge down again, lift again, and accept—crave—another sharp slap against sensitive flesh.
I want him to spank my cunt like the naughty girl I so desperately want to be. The dirty girl I become when I’m around Nick. I can’t control my carnal urges, and he gives me permission to not have to.
I’ve never experienced anything like it, each slap zinging through me, driving me wilder, higher, until finally, I shatter, screaming his name and coming harder than I’ve ever come before.
Nick doesn’t allow the contractions of my ass to stop my ride. His hands grab my hips, forcing me up and down at a rapid pace, my cries echoing around the bathroom to be joined by his bellow when he slams balls deep and releases jet after jet of his cum deep inside my ass.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Nick
I don’t know what made me bring her back to my room. And I most certainly don’t know what had me laying her naked body in my bed, covering her up with my blankets, and tucking her in as gently as I could. And then to really top it off, I crawled my naked ass up behind her and spooned her as if I were some man in love and not being able to resist her warmth next to mine.