Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36366 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36366 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
“Fuck you’re so tight.” Even those words made me quiver. I loved that he seemed to enjoy that. That my tightness gave him pleasure. I knew from the look on his face that he was pleased.
He eased back and I felt relief, only to feel that burning fullness again when he slid back in. Over and over he kept up that motion, in out, in out, each time going deeper.
I looked down and saw he’d barely got the head in. My legs shook with excitement at all that he still had left to go. I pushed my hips forward hard and got a few more inches inside me, but damn it hurt.
“Ow…” I pressed my hand down on my mound to help ease the pressure. It felt like a baseball bat had been shoved up inside me. He stopped all movement and leaned in to kiss me and I soon forgot all about the pain.
His kiss was overwhelming. As he played in my mouth with his tongue I could still feel him inside me, getting a little bit deeper each time before pulling out again. Until it was no longer enough and I wanted all of him, now, right now.
I dug my nails into his firm shoulders and wrapped my legs harder around him, trying to pull him in. I was now completely mindless with need.
“Easy easy.” He placed little nibbling kisses along my lips and my heart melted. “We don’t want to tear your tight little pussy. Then I won’t be able to fuck you as much as I want.” Where did he learn to use words to bring a woman to heel?
His lips moved to my ear and he whispered, dark things that made my body ache. “I want you to take all of me inside you. I’m not going to stop until I hit bottom, so I hope you’re prepared.”
He licked my cheek and for the first time I felt his fingers on my nipple. I whimpered this time and begged. I tried spreading my legs wider but they were already there. I was already beyond anything I could’ve imagined and still he kept on, using his words now to inflame, to incite, to seduce.
The more he spoke the weaker I became. At this point I just wanted him to take over, to do anything he wished with me. I no longer cared about anything or anyone else.
Just the two of us on that bed and the things he’d awakened in me. Things I never knew were there. He left his cock resting inside me, the few inches he’d been able to work in anyway, and took my nipple between his teeth.
I felt my own feminine juices escape and help to ease the burn where he stretched me so mercilessly. And nothing felt better than him chewing on my hard sensitive nipple.
I screeched and grabbed his head, holding him to me as I felt him ease out and slide back in, a little easier this time but that sting was still there. I never knew I could want pain, but the pain of his length pushing into me I was starting to crave.
He dropped my nipple and lifted my ass in both his hands. He did something that made his cock jump inside me, taking my mind off the pain of having my most tender flesh stretched to the point of tearing for a second.
I felt his eyes on me and looked up to find him watching me as he eased his dick to me. What was it in his eyes that made this weakness come over me each and every time?
As they held mine, and he eased in and out again, going deeper with each thrust, I saw something, something I couldn’t name but was helpless to look away from. It was as if I were the one being hypnotized by him.
He took his time, I wanted him to go faster. There was a new fluttering hunger deep inside that I knew only the feel of him would appease. But he just kept going at his own steady pace. Slide in, slide out, over and over.
The lines became blurred. My mission, the thing that had been the most important aspect of my life until now, was suddenly being pushed to the side. I tried to bring it back, to keep it close, but there was a new need in its place.
A hunger that I’d not planned for and could not have foreseen even had I been the most seasoned of lovers. How could I have known that my body would react to his in this way?
Did he know? Could he sense that I was no longer in control? That he’d broken down the walls that had been so carefully placed around myself all these years? I cried out when his thumb found my clit and pressed down hard, my body shaking with uncontrollable spams.