Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 116046 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 580(@200wpm)___ 464(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116046 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 580(@200wpm)___ 464(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
In an effort to up my seduction game, I was completely nude, except for a thick gold chain at my waist and matching gold chain bracelets and anklets. They were part of a jewelry set he’d left me, and while I don’t think they were meant to be worn like this, I did enjoy the effect on my curvy body. I loved playing dress up in sexy lingerie, and chains like these had always made me feel like some sultan’s harem girl. Evidently Ramón liked the look as well, because his pleased murmur drew me fully awake.
“The things I’m going to do to you, my little slave girl. Need a collar for that pretty neck. Ring on that finger. My name tattooed on that fantastic big ass of yours, mami.”
He growled the last part while gripping my ass hard enough that I was glad I didn’t bruise easily.
“Too rough,” I complained in a thick, sleepy whine.
“Sorry, sweetheart.” He released me right away, then soothingly stroked me. “I get carried away with you. I’ll get better, I promise. It’s just that right now, having you here with me is a fucking dream come true. I keep feeling like any second I could wake up. I don’t want that to happen—think I might have a heart attack, if I did.”
Forcing my heavy lids open, I reached for him as my gaze adjusted to the dark room. He was a shadow, large and intimidating, but the smell of his cologne filled me and I relaxed into his touch. He lowered his head to my nipple and sucked it between his lips with a long, strong pull that went right to my clit. Unable to resist, I buried my hands in his hair and held his head to my breast, my fingers tightening in the thick strands as he added some teeth to his sensual onslaught.
“Ramón,” I sighed as he gently laved my nipple with his soft tongue.
“Love the chains. Makes me wish I’d brought some toys with me.”
In the dark, with the remnants of sleep softening my mind, I smiled. “What kind of toys?”
“Why, you curious? Want to get dirty with me?”
As he said this, he began to run his thumb up and down the soaked slit of my sex. “Yes, please.”
“Yes, please. You’re too fucking sweet. How can you be so sweet and so kinky?” He circled my clit with his thumb and I moaned, my legs falling wide open. “You gonna be a freak for me? Let me fuck you how I want, when I want? Gonna let me dress you up like a maid, so I can force you to suck my cock in order to keep your ‘job’? Gonna let me paddle you on the ass for being a bad girl and coming all over my dick?”
“Yes—all of it. I want to do everything with you.” A low moan seemed to come from the pit of my belly, but I forced myself to speak. “Are you going to let me tie you up? Ride you and make you cum inside of me?”
His hips flexed into the bed and he pressed down hard on my clit, his voice nothing but a rough growl as he said, “For you, anything.”
“I need to come,” I lifted my hips, chasing a harder touch, but he merely smiled and lifted his hand away altogether.
“Ramón,” the word was half whine, half angry shout. “Please!”
I was so turned on, my clit was throbbing. When he began to gently rub my swollen pussy, I was so close to orgasm it hurt. “I love how sensitive you are, how quickly I can make you cum. You like it when I touch you? When I make your little cunt all slick and creamy?”
His low, accented voice was going to drive me crazy. “Please, Ramón, stop teasing me and fuck me.”
“Not yet.”
I was ready to cry as I said, “Why?”
“Because you’re worth waiting for.”
I spun in his arms and attempted to shove him back and straddle him, but he was so strong it was like pushing at a wall. “I’m tired of waiting.”
Laughing, he gripped my waist chain and jerked me forward so I fell, my breasts pressing against his wide chest, the feel of his rough hands smoothing down my back a sensory delight. “Trust me, Joy. Let me make this special for you.”
Frustrated, I ground my hips against his cock covered by only the thinnest layer of cotton. I was already wet, so wet he no doubt felt it as my pussy lips spread over his length with each roll of my pelvis. A strangled sound left him as I reached between us and slipped the head of his cock through the nifty little flap at the front of his boxers.
“Just the tip,” I whispered against his mouth with a small smile.