Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 81279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81279 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
His hum is like warm syrup rolling down my tongue, but when his lips press to the side of my neck, the shock of pleasure has me rising to my toes. Nobody else has touched me like this. Ever. And I hunger for his attention despite knowing what he’s capable of.
“Your cheeks are so flushed, and your lips too. It makes me remember last night, when I came on your tongue. You looked drunk on my cum.”
My breath quickens when I remember what a frenzy I was in. Our new arrangement is wrong. Technically, I can’t say no to him anymore. But the truth is that I don’t want to.
“I wanted to taste you so badly,” I confess, closing my eyes. There’s no room for lying anymore. He’s shown me his true face, so I might as well show mine. Horny to the point of desperation, and bloodthirsty with no outlet for violent urges.
And here he is, the man to satiate both those needs. My very own devil.
“Then I think you should do it again,” Saint tells me, and as he brushes his face against mine, his teeth nip the apple of my cheek, making me whimper. His hand is back on my cock, then it opens and touches my balls too, claiming me without words.
I like him calling the shots, since he clearly knows what he’s doing better than me. Both in sex and in murder. Where I had fantasies, jerking off, and a revenge scrapbook, he was out there living life to the fullest and taking no prisoners.
I gasp and I’m about to go to my knees like a good boy when Saint picks me up by the waist. I grab his nape for balance, but two steps later, he drops me into the soft bedding.
I watch him climb in right next to me, like a predator on the prowl.
“I’ll train your throat in the future,” he teases, running his fingers over my Adam’s apple. “But tonight we have other pleasures to explore.”
It sounds so illicit. He’ll “train” me. As though it will be my job to open my mouth for his dick whenever he wants to come. It shouldn’t excite me, but it does.
He slaps my ass as he rolls onto his back, stretching out his delicious body in front of me. “Come here, I want to taste your cock too, pretty thing.”
My body explodes with heat, but he doesn’t wait for my move and grabs my hips, pulling me into the position he wants me to be in. Air gets trapped in my throat when I feel his breath on my balls, but I’m facing his stiffening dick, on all fours above him, and he’s told me exactly what he wants me to do.
I drift off, for a second just admiring his shaft, which rests on his stomach, stiff and dark. I lean down to kiss it, but when his fingers tease my taint, I’m reminded that my legs are shamelessly spread, and he’s getting to see everything.
He lets out a happy grunt as he weighs my nuts in his hand. “You’re pretty everywhere. I can’t wait to be balls-deep in this tight little hole.”
I hear a click and my face is on fire. He’s getting lube. That has to be lube. I distract myself by licking his cock from head to base, and then rest my chin on the soft, trimmed bed of hair, already high on sensation. His shaft grows harder against my cheek but there’s so much to take in—the washboard-hard stomach, the toned legs peppered with dark hair, even his feet are attractive somehow. I can’t believe I get to touch him so freely, undecided like a kid at a buffet. But then, a soft, warm tongue teases my own cock and I shiver, tense in the best possible way.
I moan, falling to my elbows and burying my face against his hard dick.
He chuckles and slides a slippery finger all the way down my crack, stopping to circle my hole. And while I tighten at the touch, his fingertip prods at my entrance. This is his right. That’s what I agreed to.
“Go on, suck me, lazy boy,” Saint says, brushing his lips against my cock. “I want to feel your tongue work its magic.” His other hand slides up my stomach, and it turns me on so much that my legs are spread for him, and that I’m now starring in his personal porn video.
No one ever wanted me like this, and while I know that he’s been lying to me with frightening ease, the erection throbbing in my mouth as I hollow my cheeks isn’t fake, and neither is the new, searing sensation deep inside me.
We didn’t need to discuss whether anal sex was going to work for us. He knows what he wants, and I know where my fantasies have always led me. Now that my body senses what’s going to happen, it's aroused in a whole new way.