Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 70225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
This forced act should infuriate me to no end and my body should be against this, but when she grips my thighs, moans between my legs, and then pushes them up until my feet are near the headboard, I realize I am in ultimate bliss right now.
After being tortured and punished. Abused and pushed over. After being dealt such bad hands, I finally feel like I’m being rewarded instead of neglected.
Francesca’s tongue slides from my clit to the hole. She pulls one hand away from my leg and thrusts her fingers inside me, dragging her tongue back up to my swelling clit.
“Oh, God!” I scream, bucking.
“Feels good, huh?” Draco smirks down at me with heated eyes.
“Yes,” I pant, raking my fingers through my hair. Why did I just respond to him? I hate him!
Draco grabs Francesca’s hair, yanks on it, and then forces her face deeper into my pussy. She moans loudly, but her fingers don’t stop thrusting and her tongue doesn’t stop rolling.
No. In fact, she licks me faster.
It’s almost like she’s done this sort of thing before with a woman. She knows exactly where to place her fingers. How to stroke and rub with her soft, smooth tongue.
My body shakes wildly. I drop my legs and sit up halfway, looking down at her. Her big gray eyes hold mine, and then she sighs, doing what I never thought she would: indulging in my taste.
The sight of her there, between my legs, tasting me, almost owning me, is enough to tip me over the edge.
Draco still has his hands in her hair, forcing her head back and forth. And as I glance over, that’s when I notice it. The large, solid bulge in his pants. It’s extremely hard to miss.
I look up at him and he watches me with those hot brown eyes. He doesn’t speak. But what he does next surprises me.
As if he can’t resist the urge, he leans forward and his mouth comes crashing down on mine. His hot tongue slips through my lips, parting my mouth, and that’s when I explode.
I moan loud and raggedly into his mouth, but he continues playing with my tongue, rolling his around mine as I release. He locks my face in one hand, using the other to make sure Francesca catches every single drop.
She glides her tongue over my tender, swollen clit more than once, and I quake under the pressure, grasping onto him, breathing deep and erratically.
He finally breaks the kiss, releasing my face and Francesca’s hair.
She sits up a little with haste, wiping her mouth with the back of her arm. She’s still between my legs, looking between Draco and me, wearing an unsatisfied frown.
I can feel him still watching me unravel, but I am too embarrassed to look at either of them for too long right now.
She just…ate me out and I enjoyed it way too much.
And that kiss.
My God, that kiss.
I hate him, I really do, but damn those lips.
Damn him for giving me this illicit pleasure.
He pulls away and walks to the corner to grab what looks like a paddle. It’s made of solid wood, with a long handle and a thick board.
When he comes back, it takes me by total surprise when he grips the back of Francesca’s neck, forces her body forward so her ass is showing, and then spanks her with it. His jaw clenches as he spanks her five times.
With each strike she’s biting into her bottom lip, tears lining up at the rim of her eyes. He hits her hardest during the fifth strike and she yelps so loudly that I cringe for her.
Dropping the paddle, he grabs a handful of her hair and roughly yanks her away from me. She hisses through her teeth, but says nothing. Like a ragdoll, she takes it. She ends up on the edge of the bed and he finally lets go.
“Go get cleaned up,” Draco orders, and I realize he’s only talking to her, not me. She looks at him and then at me. Her lips are still pink, wet, and raw, as well as her ass.
She climbs off the bed, picks up her clothes, and then walks towards the stairs while rubbing her behind, but of course she looks back. She watches Draco, how he ogles me like a hawk.
The look in her narrowed gaze tells it all: Why hasn’t he done the same to her too?
Hell, I hope he doesn’t. It looked painful.
When she’s gone, Draco steps closer to me.
“You want more of that?” he asks.
I shake my head rapidly. “No.”
“You enjoyed it.”
“I had no choice but to,” I retort.
“Oh, you had a choice. We always have choices, you just chose the wiser one this time.” His crooked grin really gets under my skin.
“Why would you make her do that?”
“That wouldn’t be her first time eating pussy.”