Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 68858 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 275(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68858 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 344(@200wpm)___ 275(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
He didn’t waste any time pulling out of me. His lips crushed against mine and he maneuvered my body so that my head was where my pussy had been, the comforter beneath me drenched. “Suck,” he commanded, his voice low and rough. I hesitated for a moment, my mind still reeling and my chest still heaving. I finally relented and opened my mouth to take him in. His length slid between my lips, and I could taste us mingled together – a salty, sweet concoction that made my stomach churn with a mixture of disgust and arousal. He wasn’t hard anymore, but he was still long and thick. I had never done this before, never let anyone come in my mouth, but something about the power dynamic at play made me feel daring and defiant. I worked my lips over him, sucking and stroking, running my tongue over the veins and ridges while he moaned above me.
“Faster,” he ordered calmly, his hands threading through my hair, guiding my movements. I obeyed, picking up speed, my jaw tightening as I struggled to keep up with the intensity of his reactions. His cock began hardening again, growing bigger than it already was. I coughed around him. He laughed and thrust deeper, groaning when I choked. "That's it, baby," he groaned, his voice laced with both satisfaction and harshness. My eyes were watering, turning him into a blur. He grew harder and abruptly pulled out of my mouth; the tip still wet from my efforts.
He looked down at me and cupped my face. “You’re going to turn around now. I want your legs spread and your ass up.”
My eyes widened. He wanted to keep going? “No, Mateo—.”
“It wasn’t a question.” He flipped me onto my stomach and lifted my hips. I bit back a whimper as he spread my legs wider and positioned himself at my entrance. I felt the familiar pressure as he pushed inside me. I fisted the sheets and breathed through it, my pussy clenching around his cock. "You’re so tight,” he muttered, pulling my hips back and then forward again. His movements were slow and deliberate, the feeling of being filled with him overwhelming. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to process what was happening, but the sensations were too intense. He continued forcing me to meet his thrusts until I was doing it myself.
"That's it," he hissed, as his hands left my hips to grip my thighs, pulling me back against him. "You’re taking it so good, anjinho." Each slap of his hips against my ass echoed through the room, a cacophony of flesh on flesh punctuating the air. My breaths were coming in ragged, moaned gasps.
His hands suddenly left my thighs, only to return to my hair and throat, grabbing and pulling me back against him until he was so deep in my pussy that I felt like I could feel him in my stomach. I cried out, a mix of pain and pleasure, my voice echoing through the room. "Harder," I begged, surprising myself. Mateo chuckled darkly at my plea. With a sudden, crushing force, he slammed into me, taking me to the very edge of my limits. My entire body shuddered, and I screamed into the sheets, reaching blindly for purchase. He was relentless, his every thrust punctuated by the sounds of our bodies colliding, a primal, carnal symphony. “Oh, God.” I gasped and moaned, each movement sending shockwaves of pleasure and pain through my entire being.
My clit throbbed, desperate for attention, but Mateo's relentless pace seemed to be more focused on my discomfort than my arousal.
“Gods not here, baby," he rasped, his cock driving deep into me with each definitive sweep. "It's just me and you, you and me, forever. And the only worshipping you’ll be doing is for me."
His declaration sent shivers down my spine, and I suddenly felt a new kind of heat between my legs. My wetness grew, and I realized that I was close. So close. He pulled my hair tighter, making me wince in pain, but it only fueled my arousal further. He whispered dirty, forbidden things into my ear, savoring the way my body responded to his every command. He reached around and began caressing my clit with his slick fingers. At first, my body tensed at the unexpected touch, but then a shockwave of pleasure burst through me. Mateo's fingers moved in rhythm with his thrusts, hitting all the right spots, and sending my arousal into overdrive.
I couldn't help but moan, the sound reverberating through the room. My hips bucked against him, desperate for more. I came hard. "Oh, God," I cried out, my voice hoarse from the intensity of the experience. "Yes, please, yes.”
Mateo's satisfied laugh echoed through the room as he continued his relentless rhythm. My body was on fire, trembling uncontrollably as I felt another orgasm building. This time, I didn't want it to stop, I wanted it to consume me, to take me to new heights. As he moved faster, I begged for more, each plea more desperate than the last.