Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
I grin against her pussy. “Come. Come on Daddy’s mouth, baby doll.”
I lick her again as she screams her release. I taste her arousal as I sweep my tongue through her folds and circle her clit. She screams herself hoarse, coming so hard her hips jerk and she arches her back. I cradle her lower back and hold her pussy to my mouth as I drag the last spasm of ecstasy out of her until she slumps to the bed.
I waste no time losing the covers and making my way up the length of her perfect body. My dick’s painfully hard, so fucking eager to feel her again. The very first night I took her she told me she was on birth control. It was a careless, reckless night for both of us and we both know it, but there’s no going back now.
I slide my full, throbbing cock along her entrance, slick and ready for me, the hot walls of her pussy milking my cock when I thrust inside her. She whimpers with need when I push again, and again. She gasps when I take her to the hilt, then moans when I drag myself nearly all the way out again, only to slide back into her perfect body.
“Oh, God,” she moans. “I’m gonna come again. You’re gonna make me come again.”
“Come when I do,” I order against her ear. “Feel me. Relax. Let it happen. I want to come together.”
I take my time sliding in and out, my thick cock stretching her. It feels so fucking good I moan against her neck, lick the supple skin, bite her collarbone, yank her hair. If I had claws, I’d fuckin’ bare them and scrape them along her skin so she could feel me, all of me, and feel the way she turns me into a fucking animal when I’m near her.
She kisses my cheek and wraps her arms around my neck. I moan on the edge of release. “You gonna come, doll?” I whisper in her ear.
“Yesssss,” she moans.
“Come with me.”
I groan as I hit ecstasy, her body writhing with mine in perfect pleasure as I chase my release. Fuck yes, no one ever felt as good as she does, nothing ever felt so fuckin’ perfect. I come so hard I’m blinded, and the knowledge that she’s in ecstasy at the same time only makes my climax longer and harder. Minutes pass in perfect bliss until we finally come down together.
“Jesus,” I mutter against her ear. We’re still panting, our joined bodies slick from sweat and euphoria. I can feel the rapid beating of her heart against mine, her accelerated breathing against my cheek.
“That was amazing, Mario,” she whispers. I look down to see her eyes are closed. Her arms are around my neck still, though slackened. I roll over beside her, still in her.
“Fuckin’ amazing,” I breathe, panting, in agreement. I lay beside her, still joined, and close my eyes. I want to remember this moment.
After a little while, our breathing slows, and the room feels cooler. “Shower, doll.” I pull out of her and help clean her up with the T-shirt I’d worn yesterday, then reach for her and take her hand. She walks with me on wobbly legs to the bathroom.
I grab two fluffy towels and secure them to hooks beside the shower. The frameless glass shower was designed to make it feel more spacious in here, but it’s also built for two. I helped them design this room. We installed a slip-resistant platform outside the shower so a couple in this room could take their time either preparing to shower or drying off. We added marble walls which lend an elegant feel and built small niches in both walls where we store luxury soaps and lotions.
“This is like the most extravagant bathroom I’ve ever seen in my life.”
“We like very nice, exquisite, designer things,” I tell her with a smile.
“Ah, yes, I gathered that.”
I give her ass a teasing squeeze.
The bathroom fills with steam as the shower warms. I hand her a washcloth and take one for myself.
“Today, you’ll answer questions for me.” She doesn’t respond at first, but when I give her a sharp look, she nods.
“And you’ll answer questions for me?”
“If necessary.”
This won’t be fair, and I won’t pretend otherwise. The sooner she accepts that the better. My family’s run by a diehard code, and we don’t compromise. We have oaths we swear by—at the very pinnacle of our vows we take an oath of silence, an oath of obedience, an oath of fidelity. Our family demands honor and loyalty, even if that means making sacrifices. Even if that means laying down our own lives for each other.
So given what I’ve promised, my job is simple: seduce the woman. Beguile her. I vow to seduce her, because it’s the surest way to guarantee her loyalty to me.