Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 240(@200wpm)___ 192(@250wpm)___ 160(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47977 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 240(@200wpm)___ 192(@250wpm)___ 160(@300wpm)
A deep moan rumbles in his chest and escapes as he thrusts his finger into my hungry sex. I buck against his hand, moaning in pleasure. Dizzy with the need for more, I do everything I can not to beg to be fucked right then and there.
I don’t want Holly and Violet to hear from outside, but at the same time, my body doesn’t care. I need Christopher. I need him now, and my body and soul nearly scream out in desire.
His finger is soon followed by a second as he pumps in and out of me, demanding my complete surrender to his touch. Trying my best to remain quiet but failing miserably, I can do nothing more but allow the climax to build. And when he removes his slick finger and presses it into my anus without warning, the orgasm rocks my body at an intensity that has me screaming out.
Submission, passion, and animalistic need for more explodes through my body like the crack of lightning during a desert thunderstorm. Moaning, I press against his hand, driving his finger deeper into my forbidden channel, his touch entrenched within me as I melt against him.
With one finger buried in the taboo, he places the palm of his other hand on my wet and needy pussy, continuing on with the stroking and caressing. One, two, three fingers are pushed inside my pussy, and I mewl as the erotic bite sends me to the edge once again. My breath catches in my throat as I hold back a cry of lustful yearning. I can’t focus, lost in a fog of bliss. Pleasure and pain weave themselves together, escalating until I cry out his name in a husky whisper that doesn’t sound like my own voice.
After the final orgasmic wave leaves my body, he cups his hand over my pussy, using it to adjust my body until I’m tucked snuggly into his arms. Instinctively, I nuzzle my face against the warmth of his neck, and my body melts to his. The feelings, the emotions… nothing can describe them.
Other than safe.
I’m safe with Christopher.
It’s the only time in my life I truly feel this way.
Safe.
“Tell me that you’ll never leave me again,” he whispers into my hair as he follows the command with a kiss to my head.
I pause, because I don’t want to promise things I can’t keep. I don’t know what happens next. I don’t know if I can do what he wants.
Can I simply leave?
Can I walk away from Holly and Violet?
Can I go back to the life in which I didn’t belong?
Instead of saying what he wants to hear, I pull away enough so I can kiss him.
The only thing I can promise right now is to always love him. That much will always be true.
“I love you, Christopher. I love you so much.”
I kiss him again, driving my tongue into his mouth, hoping my answer will do for now.
13
Ember
I’ve wanted this.
I’ve lied to myself, pretending that I didn’t.
I want Christopher.
I’ve always wanted Christopher.
And now that I have him, I’m never letting him go.
“Take off your clothes,” I say, my strong will coming back.
I feared I lost this part of me. The strong woman who asks for what she wants.
He does as I demand, his eyes locked with mine the entire time. He then slips his hand around my waist, repositioning us so he’s on top of me fully. Fingers laced, thighs rubbing against thighs, my breasts molded to his torso, his cock resting at my entrance—heavy and hot.
Not wasting another moment, he moves to kneel before my face and places his hard dick to my lips. I look up and into his eyes. No words need to be said. I open up my mouth and allow his cock to lie against my tongue. My natural instinct is to pleasure him. It’s always been the one thing I want to do to him more than anything else.
Pleasure him.
I’m good at this.
I thrive at this.
I’m proud that I can do this so well.
Watching bliss blanket his face fills me with a purpose I didn’t know existed before I met this man, and I wonder if I will ever get to experience it again in my lifetime if indeed Christopher and I have to part ways. As I suck up and down his ready dick, I fully submit to an old hope for the future that now renews.
Maybe… just maybe… we can have a happily ever after.
Maybe he can rescue me from this mountain, and we can have it all.
Maybe I can truly be free and not captured in Papa Rich’s web.
Maybe… just maybe.
Up and down, I move my mouth until I’m rewarded by my name escaping his lips in the most passionate of ways. My name never sounded as good as it does the moment it slips from his mouth.