Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 106948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
No doubt my hips would have bruise marks from his fingers but the pain only spurred me on and threw me into my orgasm. The muscles of my lower stomach bunched, tightened, and my pussy clenched so hard it hurt. The whole world seemed to freeze, then I exploded while Leo groaned beneath me, his head tossing side to side as his back arched violently. He would have thrown me from his body with the strength of his thrusts if he hadn’t been holding me so tight.
I couldn’t wait to feel him pounding into me.
Panting, I slumped over his big body, bliss softening me until I was a useless puddle. His heart beat hard and steady beneath my ear while I lifted and lowered with his heaving breaths. The scent of him washed over me and I utterly lost myself in him.
The first thought that came back to my shattered mind was that I was pretty sure I’d just made him come in his pants like he did to me. Amazing. Best orgasm of my life, and he was fully clothed.
The craving for him hadn’t abated, that aching and empty feeling still twisted in my gut, and I rolled off to the side then sat up on my knees. “Can I still touch you however I want?”
Eyes glittering, he nodded with a wide smile.
“Take off your jacket and shirt.”
I sat back on my haunches while he sat up and did as I asked, revealing a thickly muscled body covered in scars.
The sight of so many injuries still couldn’t detract from the magnificent torso he’d just revealed for my pleasure. Using one hand, I pushed him down onto his back and began to explore him, caressing every inch of skin available to me, shivering with sparks of pleasure as I enjoyed the hard curves of his muscles and crisp sensation of his body hair. It was a shade darker than his golden-brown hair and covered his chest before narrowing down his abs to his pants.
His pants with a wet spot.
A rather filthy impulse filled me and I found myself unbuckling his pants with a big grin, my mouth practically watering at the thought of licking him clean.
A quick glance at Leo’s face showed me he was all for whatever I had in mind.
“Up,” I said softly as I pulled first his black suit pants down to his knees, then his white boxer briefs.
At the sight of his steadily hardening dick, wet with his climax, I let out a little quivery sigh of appreciation. He had a beautiful dick, thick and not too long, with a flared crown that would stretch me just right. Veins pulsed along the length and I wondered if I’d be able to feel them when he stretched me open.
With a moan, I leaned down and began to lick at the head of his pretty dusky-rose cock, savoring his taste as he gathered my hair into his fist then lifted it so he could watch as I continued to give him a tongue bath, excited little whimpers leaving me when his taste exploded on my tongue. It was exactly what I was craving, exactly what I wanted, and I soon found myself sucking at him eagerly, probing the slit in the head of his cock for more. Grasping his heavy balls, I squeezed them gently as I sucked harder, making him give me more of his essence.
With a low growl, he pulled me off his now rock-solid erection, the skin a deep brownish-red from both my mouth and the blood rushing to his dick. The solid flesh jerked as I strained against his hand, my tongue snaking out to graze the head. An almost pained noise left him but he continued to withhold his visibly throbbing erection from me, despite my protests.
“Give me your cock,” I snarled as I pulled against his grip, the pain coming from my scalp turning into a wonderful burst of pleasure. “You said I could have whatever I want, and I want you to feed me more cum.”
“Filthy little girl.” Despite the fierceness of his grip on my hair, his voice was gentle. “Wouldn’t you rather have all this dick shoved inside of you?”
“Fuck yes,” I breathed. “Now.”
Laughing, Leo released my hair and I flipped onto my back. “Now?”
“Right now.” I spread my legs wide, making room for him between them.
“Hold still.”
The need to move had my muscles twitching, but when he pulled out a knife from an ankle sheath I hadn’t noticed, I froze. A tremor of real fear went through me as I took in how dark his eyes, his entire person, became when he had a blade in his hand.
After freeing himself from his pants, he leaned down and I fought the need to flee, a harsh sweat breaking out all over my body. I don’t know how I knew; I was just sure, from the top of my head to the souls of my feet, that Leo was capable of great violence, and that he enjoyed it.