Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 121723 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121723 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 609(@200wpm)___ 487(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Mine? I frowned. I didn’t want her to be mine.
Liar.
My hand swept up the inside of her thigh, and I relished the way her legs had begun to quiver. Could I make them tremble harder before she came? My voice was strict. “Open your eyes.”
She wasn’t allowed to think about someone else during this. I was the one in charge of her this evening, which included everything—even her thoughts. Her unfocused blue eyes blinked open and stared up at me, drunk off the sensations I was giving her, but she was able to watch as I pushed my index finger into my mouth, all the way to the knuckle.
It was unnecessary. She was incredibly aroused and her body cooperative, but this act of me wetting my finger in preparation was another way to flex my power over her. It demonstrated that I’d do all I could to deliver the best experience possible.
Sophia watched me intently as I withdrew, my skin damp with my saliva. I turned my palm up to the ceiling and eased that long finger inside her hot, tight body.
Her mouth rounded into a silent oh, but then she voiced it. It spilled from her lips, soaked in enjoyment. “Oh, God.”
My hands worked in tantum, my thumb from my left rubbing slow circles as my right index finger stroked in and out. Almost immediately, her hips began to move to match my unhurried tempo.
She bit her bottom lip and threw her head back, trying to stifle her moan, but it made me hunger to hear her. Communication was key. I increased my speed and pressure, causing the muscles inside her to clamp down on my finger.
A victorious smile swept across my face. I hadn’t gone after her G-spot yet, and she was already halfway to ecstasy. She clawed at my arms like a mindless, needy thing, and the situation in my pants graduated from a nuisance to a full-blown irritation. I was hard and throbbing uncomfortably but pushed it aside. This wasn’t about me right now.
It was a slick glide as I sawed my finger into her cunt, and I reveled possessing her this way.
“I like how my finger looks inside you,” I said. “I imagine it’ll look even better with two.”
She bucked as I pushed my middle finger in alongside the first, and a groan of heat rolled out of her. The girl’s eyes were wild, frenzied with lust and need, and I thrust my fingers deeper, watching for a telltale signal. Would she cry out? Or would Sophia go utterly silent, her eyes rolling back in her head, as I located the spot that had eluded everyone else before me?
It didn’t take long. The cadence of her uneven breath shifted, and she jammed her hands into her silky hair. Her eyes slammed shut, but I allowed it when she whined the word, begging me.
“Macalister.”
My name in her broken voice was fire, raging a million times hotter than the one burning in my fireplace.
When I thrust my fingers faster, hammering the spot, her hands weren’t able to stay still any more than her body was. She slapped her palms against the cushion beneath her, her fingers splayed out, and she used her arms for leverage to help lift her hips, meeting my rapid pace.
I flicked my thumb back and forth, watching the barbell slide side to side as I manipulated her clit, using the rest of my hand to keep contact with her. It had grown challenging with how much she was writhing, but I was up to the task.
Air choked off in her lungs, and I saw the realization take hold in her eyes. I was going to win. Her body wanted that outcome. It was clamoring for it, and I’d done all within my power to make sure her mind couldn’t stop me.
“Wait,” she said with dread.
“Why?” I didn’t hesitate. “Because you don’t want to lose?”
“Yes,” she admitted. She couldn’t control herself when she was under my command, and she kept moving, encouraging me to do the same. Whimpers of pleasure seeped from her as she reluctantly neared the threshold. Her legs shook with such force, they looked powerless.
“Give it to me,” I demanded.
My dark order shoved her over the edge, and Sophia cried out as her orgasm gripped her. My orgasm, I corrected in my head. She contracted both inside and out, pulsing on my fingers as she collapsed onto the lounge, flinching and jerking with aftershocks. It made her perfect breasts undulate and her hands curl into tight fists. I took it all in, this viciously sexy scene that she’d never shown anyone else before.
It was our secret now.
I withdrew my hands from her and crawled over her body, settling my hips to hers and bringing our bare chests together. My cock was aching for satisfaction, but it would have to settle for my hand later. There was other satisfaction I needed.