Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 147801 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 739(@200wpm)___ 591(@250wpm)___ 493(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147801 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 739(@200wpm)___ 591(@250wpm)___ 493(@300wpm)
“You’re making a fucking mess.”
“Can’t…stop it.”
“I know, baby, I know.”
“M-more…” I whisper.
“What was that?”
“Go all the way in. Slap me in the meantime. I can take it.”
“Goddamn… God fucking damn it. You were made for me.”
A rush of heat floods my chest, melting something deep inside me.
It’s not supposed to. Not over words. I don’t trust words—not since I was twelve. That was the moment I stopped believing anything people say.
But now, as he calls me baby and tells me I’m doing well, I believe him.
Maybe it’s because his voice wavers and his breaths strain when he says those words.
Or maybe it’s because I’m not just hearing the words. I’m feeling them.
He gives a hard shove, burying himself all the way in my ass, hitting that sensitive spot in the meantime. “Fuck, baby. This is the best feeling in the world.”
“Mmmfuck…”
It doesn’t hurt.
Or maybe the pain is crushed by the euphoric throb that pulses through me.
And I’m leaking so much precum, it’s like I’m coming in increments.
He’s positioned my ass so far up in the air, I can’t have any friction from the mattress, and I look down to see my precum still dripping and soaking the sheet.
Fuck. Who would’ve thought I would be so turned on by being dominated?
Being so delirious due to ass penetration?
And the pain.
And him.
“My cunt is so warm and wet. You’re so tight, baby.”
“That’s because you’re b-big.”
“Mmm. Love how you keep complementing me, baby. You’re taking this big cock so well.” He’s moving now, his hips jerking back and forth, not viciously, but the rhythm picks up by the second.
God. I can feel every ridge of his cock, every vein, every bit of friction. It’s driving me insane.
He slaps my ass again, then kneads it, and I think I come a little.
“I wish you knew what it feels like to be in your virgin pussy. Your hole is swallowing me so well. I can’t stop.”
“Kayde…fuck…”
“Love how you call me in that husky little tone, baby.”
“K-Kayde…y-you’re tearing through me.”
“That’s right. I’m tearing through my tight little cunt.”
“There…that’s, yes…fuck!”
He pounds harder, his hips smacking my ass with every thrust. I’m delirious, so close, on the edge myself, but instead of focusing on that, I focus on him, on his labored breaths.
Something wraps around my throat, my belt, as he lifts me up slightly, my arms stretching to the bedposts. His hard chest presses against my back. Both of us are so slick with sweat, we’re rubbing against each other in a cradle of warmth.
“You’re so fucking beautiful. Let me see your face.”
My chest does that annoying throb again. “I thought I d-disgusted you.”
“I lied.” He nibbles on my throat, my jaw. “You’re the most beautiful man on the goddamn earth, baby.”
Fuck.
Why is he saying shit like this?
And why is my heart beating so loudly, I think it’ll burst through my chest? What is this motherfucker doing to me?
“I love your hoarse little voice when you moan my name.” He sucks on my bottom lip, fucking me deeper, harder, the slaps of flesh against flesh and my shameless moans echoing in the air. “I love all the noises you release when overwhelmed by pleasure, how your throat bobs up and down, how your ears flush. But most of all, I love how your body accommodates me, how you let me fuck my virgin cunt when you wouldn’t let anyone else have this power over you.”
“S-shut up.”
“You smell so good, baby.” He inhales sharply by my ear, his breaths breaking and stuttering. “Why the fuck do you smell so good? Feel so good? Fucking hell.”
He sounds mad, I don’t know whether at me or himself, but I can’t focus, because he’s hitting that spot.
Once.
Twice…
“Yes…right there…fuck me!”
“This tight hole was made for my cock. It’s only mine.” His lips suck my parted ones, and he kisses me.
Deep and raw.
I let him suck my tongue, my lips, and I bite, but it lacks strength because he’s fucking me so good.
A man is pounding the living fuck out of me and I’m delirious.
He merely chuckles in my mouth as he devours me.
Kayden kisses me as he fucks me, his tongue matching his dick’s rhythm, nearly pressing into my goddamn throat.
He releases the belt and wraps his hand around my jaw. “You like how I’m owning you, baby? How your body submits to mine?”
Low groans and moans echo in the air and it takes me a second to realize they’re mine. I’m releasing all these embarrassing noises as he fucks so hard, I can barely breathe.
I don’t want to fucking breathe.
Every time he bottoms out, shoving against my pleasurable spot, I come a little, groaning and crying out.
“Tell me you like it,” he insists, biting on my ear. “Say you like being fucked by me.”
“Fuck…” is my only reply because I’ll probably die if I admit that out loud.