Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 94205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
“Hmm. Let me think about that.” She tapped her chin.
He turned her toward the bed, slapping her ass. “Go sit on the bed. Right now.”
She secretly grinned as she pretended to move reluctantly to the bed. But she wiped her face clean as she turned. Sitting, she grimaced as her ass protested.
“What’s wrong, baby? Sore bottom?”
“Yes,” she grumbled.
“Good. Perhaps you’ll learn your lesson.”
“Do you think I will? I’m not sure.”
“You’ve got a very smart mouth on you tonight,” he said as he walked toward her. “I’d fuck it to keep it occupied, but I don’t want to hurt your cheek any further. Although, I’m sure I can silence you in other ways. Move up the bed and put your hands behind your head. Then spread your legs nice and wide. Fuck, yes, baby. Look at how gorgeous you are. Do you know what you’re going to do after I feast on your pussy?”
“What?” she asked.
“You’re going to ride my dick.”
Her eyes widened. Not her ideal angle.
Before she could say or think anything more, though, he was between her legs, eating her out.
And boy, the man was starving. He circled her clit as two fingers pumped in and out of her pussy.
“Fuck, baby, you are addictive.” He kneeled but kept his two fingers moving in and out of her passage. “I just can’t get enough of you.”
“I want to taste you,” she panted.
“You’ll hurt your cheek.”
“Please. Please.”
He rolled her onto her side and landed four smacks on her ass.
“You cannot beg me into letting you hurt yourself,” he told her sternly.
“I won’t, though, Sir. You won’t ever let me be hurt.”
He grumbled something. Something about a stubborn brat and spanking her more. Well, she wouldn’t complain.
Not much, anyway.
Suddenly, he moved so he was lying on his back next to her. Oh crap. Was he stopping?
“Crouch over me,” he ordered. “I want that wet pussy above my face. You can suck on my cock as much or as little as you want. But if it starts to hurt, you stop. I mean it, Lara. If you don’t stop when you’re in pain, then sitting will become a thing of the past for you.”
She didn’t point out the irony in that statement. But she did quickly move into position.
Oh shit.
She wasn’t sure about this. At all. She’d never done this before. But then he drew her hips down so his tongue could play with her clit, and she was gone. She stared down at his firm, long dick. She needed a taste. Desperately.
And she needed to make this as good for him as he did for her. She ran her tongue along the firm shaft and heard him groan beneath her.
Holy heck. Yes.
She set her mouth around his tip, then took more of him inside her mouth. She couldn’t suck on him strongly without hurting her cheek, so she settled for just moving slowly up and down his shaft.
So good.
More.
She licked at the tip. Shit. Now, this was something she could get addicted to.
“Fuck, girl. That’s so good. Damn. Yes.” He returned his mouth to her pussy, driving her wilder.
When he drew back, she was right on the edge and panting heavily. He turned her around and she let out a small protest.
“Hush, baby. If you’re this good with a sore cheek, I cannot wait to find out how good you are once it’s healed. Not only does it feel fucking good . . . but it keeps you from saying stupid shit about yourself.”
Huh, he was right. She hadn’t even been thinking about anything. All she’d wanted was to give him pleasure.
“Reach over and grab me a condom. I need to be inside you.”
He didn’t have to ask her twice. She passed him a condom and tried to keep her stomach sucked in as he pulled it over his firm cock. She didn’t know whether she wanted to suck him off or fuck him more.
He reached for her, drawing her over him so he could push himself inside her. She let out a gasp as he filled her completely.
“Fuck. Yes. Now, stop thinking and move.” He slapped the side of her thigh. She started riding him. She wasn’t sure of the rhythm or if she was doing any of it right. But as usual, Butch seemed to understand what she needed.
He grasped her hips and guided her up and down.
“That’s it. Good girl. Fuck, yes. Ride me.”
He moved his thumb to her clit, circling it with firm movements until she was panting. The need to come overwhelmed her.
“Please, Sir! Please! Oh, I need to come.”
“Then come for me, baby. Come for me right now!”
He drove her higher and higher until she spun, her orgasm washing through her with an intensity that stole her breath. He surged up inside her, filling her deep as his shout of satisfaction filled the room. She collapsed forward onto his chest and his arms wrapped around her.