Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
“One,” she said a little louder, her voice cutting off with a cry as I spanked her again in the exact same place.
“Two,” she said before I had to remind her.
Her slight body trembled on my lap.
“Three.”
“Four,” she counted after each slap.
Her hips had tilted up like she was offering more of her ass to me, and I could just see the glimmer of dampness on her bare pussy lips.
She liked this.
She may not realize it and was probably denying it to herself in her head, but the evidence was clear.
My sheltered, innocent princess liked the rough stuff.
What would she think when she saw my ink or my piercings? Would she be afraid?
She should be.
Or would she be excited?
Everything about her told me she would be terrified at the idea of being with someone like me; someone strong and not afraid to get their hands dirty.
But the way her ass lifted in the air silently begging for more… maybe my first impression hadn’t been entirely accurate.
To test my theory, I gave her one final slap, hard enough to make even my callused hand sting.
I expected her to shout out, maybe curse me, or start crying, but instead, her back straightened and her head lifted just enough so she could sink her teeth into her fist to try to silence her needy moan.
When I stood her up to face me, her face was almost as pink as her ass, and tears streaked down her cheeks.
“The next time you disobey me, it won’t be five strikes. It will be ten. This was only a warning. Every single time you disobey me, every time you break a rule, I will double your punishment. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir,” she sniffed with her eyes on the ground, like a natural submissive, silently begging me to take care of her.
I brushed away the tears from her face with my thumbs. “Now, since you took your punishment like such a good girl, maybe I should reward you for it. Would you like that, princess?”
I didn’t wait for her response. I just swept her off her feet and moved her across the room, setting her bare ass on the cool wood of a nearby table.
“What are you doing?” she asked as I pushed her body back, forcing her to lie down.
“Showing you what happens when you behave for me.” I shot her a wink before dropping to my knees and burying my face between her thighs.
I knew her punishment had turned her on a little, but I would have never guessed how wet she had gotten. Her pussy was so sweet.
I lapped up her juices, loving the way her thighs shook around my ears. When I pushed my tongue into her impossibly tight little opening, her muscles clenched around me, covering my lips with more of her cream.
“Oh! Oh, my! Oh!” she breathed with unmistakable innocent astonishment.
The idea that I could possibly be the first man to taste her nearly sent me over the edge.
My hands went from her thighs to her hips as I moved one thumb to rest on her clit, not rubbing, just applying a nice, firm pressure to let her pleasure build. The other hand snaked around to her, no doubt, sore ass. My thumb slid in between her cheeks to press against her asshole.
She jumped as I pressed hard enough for her to really feel it while I fucked her cunt with my tongue.
Her chest rose and fell with her rapid breaths as her hands cupped her covered breasts, then gracefully slid down her body.
Surprisingly, she made the bold move of running her fingers through my hair before she gripped it, pulling me toward her, urging my tongue deeper inside her while her hips started rocking, begging for more friction.
The mental image of her riding my face made my cock painfully hard. It didn’t matter. It was worth it just to hear the little moans she couldn’t contain behind her lips.
Her thighs closed around my ears as a shiver racked over her body. Her fingers in my hair tightened, and her core clenched around my tongue. “Oh, God. Oh, yes, please. Oh! Oh! Do that again.”
Selfishly, I wanted to ruin her for any other man. When she touched her pretty pussy after whoever she married left her unsatisfied, I wanted her to think of me and know that no matter where I was, I owned her.
My thumbs applied more pressure on her ass and clit while moving in slow circles.
And that was all she needed.
Her back bowed off the desk, while her sharp heels dug into my back.
She came undone in my arms.
It had been so long since I was with a woman who got so wet so easily. I was sorely tempted to flip her tiny body over and fuck her right here on this table just to see if I could get her to squirt for me.