Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 66565 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66565 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
I want this. I’ll do anything...for you.
Because it’s true, I want to be awake. I don’t want to be numb or frozen anymore. But there’s more to it than that. I wouldn’t have woken up to just anyone. I want the man in front of me. My first crush. My first love. I want it all, with him.
I’m a silent observer as Logan bends over me. I see him and the room as if I’m a ghost by the ceiling. A young woman prone on the table, her hair spread in a dark halo around her head.
The pinch, when it comes, feels far away. Logan adorns my left nipple with a tiny barbell with green jewels. His eyebrows are furrowed again, but this time in concentration. Then he sterilizes everything and repeats the process with my right.
He lets the needle clatter onto the tray. “It’s done.”
I come back into my body, sucking air into my lungs. My nipples throb. But so does my clit. My full ass only emphasizes how my pussy is empty.
Logan examines me thoughtfully. His fingers come to my cunt and slide inside. “Wet,” he says hoarsely.
I stare at him as if I can see past the mask. “Always.” For you.
He presses a button and the table starts to lower. I jolt. Now what?
He kneels and tugs my legs down, dragging me to the edge of the table until I’m straddling his face.
I rise up on my elbows. “Wha—?”
“You’ve earned this.” His voice is muffled between my thighs.
The mask is cool when it touches my skin. Soon it’s slick with my juices. I grab his hair and cant my hips, rocking into his mouth.
“That’s it, baby. Grind it out.” He angles his head and probes my pussy with his tongue. A minute more and it’s too much. My toes scrunch and I cum, screaming.
He rises over me, his chin and mask shiny. Grabbing his shirt, he mops his face.
I lie back, insides still quivering. The pain in my nipples is a million miles away. “How many?” I gasp.
He raises a brow.
“How many patents did I give up in exchange for that orgasm?”
He licks his lips, which are glossy with my essence. “None.”
My heart stops for a second. I smile, and he returns it. Just a small quirk beside his lips, a tiny parentheses, but it’s enough.
This doesn’t change anything, he’d told me. In that moment, we both know he’s wrong.
Seventeen
Present Day
Logan
She lies on the table, her body a delectable offering to a cruel god. Green jewels sparkle at the reddened tips of her breasts, the tan cleft of her ass.
She spent the day training her ass for me, stretching it until she crawled in here with a plug so large it pushes her ass cheeks apart. It’s got to be uncomfortable, but when I twist and tug on it, her pussy weeps. Her juices drench my hand. Needy little thing.
Needy enough not to want patents in exchange for what we just did. Is this just some new game? Another way for her to manipulate me?
I frown briefly even as her eyes smile sleepily at me. I drop my hand. “You should rest.”
“No,” her voice rings out. “You need to claim all of me.”
“You want me to fuck your ass?” My hand returns to the plug, pushing and pulling to make it stretch her back hole. My cock strains against my zipper.
“You promised.”
“I did no such thing.”
“You implied.” Her eyes flash indignation. I trained my ass all afternoon long...for this?
I pull on the butt plug, drawing it out of her. Her middle tenses and she sighs when I push it back in. Oh, she wants it all right. She’s not faking that.
“I won’t be gentle,” I warn. She doesn’t get to tease the beast without consequences. Which she well knows.
“I can take it.” She’s confident. Still, her eyes widen when I shuck off my jeans. My cock is thick and pulsing. I grab her right hand and bring it to my cock. Her slender fingers barely fit around my monster dick. Did she forget so soon how big I am?
I grit my teeth as she jacks me, and my toes curl into the stone floor. Fuck, her touch feels so good. I want to grab her and fuck her hard. To finally be inside her body again. Her eyes are so welcoming. Her skin flushed. Her pussy weeping its juices for me. My hips jut forward towards her hips, needing contact even as something else inside me clenches, holding back.
“Can you, Daphne? Take all of me?” My voice comes out harsh. Almost cruel.
Daphne’s not affected in the least. Eyes hooded, she only tries to reach for me with her left hand, but I pin it back in place.
Control. I have to stay in control.
I thread a hand in her hair and bring her to her knees before me.