Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22390 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22390 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
The next thing I know, he’s on his feet and his hands are around my waist. I inhale deeply. I love the way he smells. No need for cologne—just the raw scent of him.
“If everyone in my psych class could see me now,” I whisper.
“Think they’d believe you?”
I shake my head. “No chance.”
A sudden urge comes over me as I feel his manhood press against my thighs. I reach down and grip him with my hand. There’s no hope of taking all of him with my hand, but that’s all right. I don’t need to.
“Can I try something?” I ask him. “Another first for me?”
I see Blake’s eyes light up when he realizes what I’m asking, and he licks his lips with arousal.
“Oh, you don’t think I’ll say no to that, do you? You naughty girl.”
My hands move quickly, undoing his belt buckle and unzipping his pants. “Then just relax, Daddy,” I tell him. “And show me how you like it.”
15
Anna
Daddy. Did I just call him Daddy?
I wasn’t expecting to say that, but it feels right as Blake forces me down on my knees before him with one hand in my hair and the other undoing the strap on the bra I’m wearing. It falls to the floor, exciting me even more.
I remember what I said back at Blake’s house, about being his little slave girl, and hear my words ringing through my head as he pulls out his enormous cock and presents it to me.
“Good girl, baby,” he growls. “Now open wide for Daddy.”
I do as I’m told and look up at him with wide, submissive eyes. Part of me doesn’t even believe this is going to work, but I’m going to try my best. There’s no way I’m not going to try my best for Daddy.
I want nothing more than to make him happy as his girth slides in between my lips and begins to force my cheeks to expand. He’s so enormous, thick and warm. I do my best not to choke as he goes deeper. He doesn’t give me time to get used to it like he did when he took me in his bed.
The feeling of his fingers gripping my hair is such a turn on. He has complete control over me. He reaches down and grabs my breast and groans. “You feel so good, baby. I can’t believe this is your first time.”
I’d respond if I could, but my mouth is completely full.
I taste something salty against my tongue. Is that pre-cum?
I swallow eagerly, loving everything about this. I love being on my knees before him; the fact that we’re doing this in the back of a lingerie shop that Blake brought me to to spoil me with gifts, the fact that a man who is feared by the entire city has chosen me to be sweet to. It has me feeling completely giddy and desperate to please him.
His next thrust causes my throat to close up, and I feel the need to choke. I have to focus, so I take a deep breath and force myself to relax. The last thing I want to do is ruin this for him.
“It’s all right, Anna,” Blake says, his voice calm. “You’re doing just fine.”
He must have felt it. But I somehow manage to hold back and look up at him as the head of his sex nudges the back of my mouth and throat with eagerness and lust. It’s such an experience to feel his arousal with my tongue and cheeks and to be driven wild by pleasing him in such a way. I’m absolutely loving it.
“You’re such a good girl,” he exhales. “So naughty. You want to taste Daddy’s cum?”
I nod the best I can with my mouth full and show him my eagerness with my eyes. Somehow his cock enlarges even more, and I prepare myself for what I know is coming next.
“Christ, your mouth has me so goddamn turned on, baby,” he grunts, gripping my breast harder with one hand. The other he has still threaded up in my hair, guiding me along to the right pace he wants me to go. “Get ready. I’m going to come.”
I don’t even know how to ready myself, but I do so mentally. The next thing I know, his sweet and salty release is splashing down the back of my tongue.
I swallow hard and fast, almost unable to believe what’s happening. Is this what he shot inside me? Blake groans and holds me tightly as I hang on to his muscled thighs. It’s like I’m being used as a doll—a pleasure doll to get him off, and there’s something about that concept that’s turning me on like crazy right now.
Blake is waking me up to all sorts of things I had no idea would get me horny. It’s like I’m having a sexual awakening just by being with him.