Total pages in book: 180
Estimated words: 168587 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 843(@200wpm)___ 674(@250wpm)___ 562(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 168587 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 843(@200wpm)___ 674(@250wpm)___ 562(@300wpm)
The limo stops at the house, and he helps me out of the back door. I stumble a bit in my heels, the few drinks I had affecting me more than I thought they would.
We enter the front door, and I head straight to the bedroom. Once inside, I slam the door shut, hoping it hits him in the face, but the sound of it banging against the interior wall tells me he was faster than I was. He expected it.
A hand grips my hair, and he yanks me back, making me scream. His free hand wraps around my neck, and he shoves me into the closed door. He comes to stand in front of me. His baby-blue eyes glare down at me. He’s getting angry with me. Good.
I want a fight. A sick part of me likes when I make him feel something. It means I’m getting to him.
“Last chance, why are you mad at me?”
Lifting my chin, he smirks at my refusal to answer. What’s the worst he can do, turn on my collar? Letting go of my neck, he lowers his hands to my dress and rips the thin material down the center, making me gasp. It was such a pretty dress.
The material falls to my feet, and he grips my thighs, lifting me. My legs wrap around him instinctively as he carries me over to the bed. He tosses me onto it and straddles my waist, pinning me underneath him.
Reaching over me to the corner of the bed, he grips my wrist and holds it out to the edge. Something wraps around it. He lets go of me, and I try to move my arm but can’t. He’s tied it down just like he promised he would.
He reaches over and does the same to the other. Then he gets off the bed and pulls my legs out wide, attaching rope around each ankle. Giving me his back, he walks into the bathroom, leaving me spread-eagle on the bed. I look up at the ceiling, trying to calm my breathing. I’m so wet. I want to be mad, but my body aches for him.
TYSON
I exit the bathroom and go over to the bed. I rip her underwear off her hips, making her whimper, and wad them up. She sees me leaning over her, and her eyes widen. “Tyson…”
I shove them into her mouth and rip off a piece of duct tape, placing it over her mouth. She shakes her head quickly, and I grip her cheeks, holding her face in place while pushing the back of her head into the bed. “If you don’t want to talk, then you don’t need a voice.” Letting go of her, I stand, and she thrashes on the bed, pulling on her restraints.
Reaching down, I remove my belt. “You’ve been begging me all night to fuck you, little darling. And although I’m going to, I’m going to play with you first.” I bring the belt down across her chest, and her mumbled scream fills the room as her hips lift the best they can.
I do it again, making sure to hit her banded nipples. I’m not doing it hard; this isn’t punishment. It’s to see just how wet she can get.
I slap her inner thigh, and her body arches. Going across her hips, she’s twisting from left to right, trying to relieve the ache between her legs.
Dropping the belt to the bed, I reach into my pocket and pull out what I grabbed from the closet. I hold it up to her face, and her eyes widen. “This goes on your clit.” I flick her nipples, and her back arches.
Lowering my hand between her spread legs, I put the cylinder over her clit and twist the end, sucking her clit up into it just like I did to her nipples.
Then I make my way between her spread legs. I shove my knees into her already shaking thighs and take my hard cock in my hand. I slide the tip of my head against her and rub my precum over her soaked cunt.
I push into her while my free hand holds the cylinder so it doesn’t pop off. I pause halfway in and twist it two more times, smiling at the way she screams into her gag as her clit is sucked farther into the clear tube. “That’s it, Lake,” I say when her pussy clenches down on me. “Show me how much you like it.”
She’s panting, body shaking, and chest heaving. I hold the cylinder while my cock slowly fucks her pretty shaved pussy. Just teasing her, slowly, softly. I look up at her to see tears running down both sides of her face while her neck is arched.
I twist it two more times, and she’s soaking wet. Once I feel she’s had enough, I unscrew it and release her clit. Her body sags into the bed, and I smile. “Not even close to being done, little darling.”