Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 81113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81113 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Michael undid his own pants, and I thought he was going to fuck me—my mouth watered—but instead I only got a quick glimpse of his thick, hard cock before he spread my legs wider and pushed me down onto the desk, his fingers teasing, dancing up and down my inner thighs.
I felt like I was on fire. He would get close to where I wanted him, lightly tracing up and down my folds, and then slide away again. He kept kissing my neck and my jaw, scraping his teeth along the skin, driving me crazy.
“Please—please don’t tease,” I begged. It was like there was a coil inside of me wound so tightly I was going to explode. “Michael, please…”
“I don’t know if you’re loud enough for me yet,” Michael mused. His thumb lightly circled my clit and I yelped as pleasure sparked in me like a shooting star, before he moved his hand away again. “Let’s see just how desperate you can get.”
He was so commanding, so in control, enjoying taking me apart just as I’d hoped he would. It was like my dirtiest fantasies come to life, completely at his mercy as he kept teasing me, touching me only enough to drive me crazier. Little oh, oh, oh’s of need were escaping me each time he passed his fingers over my clit, each time touching me just a little more firmly, a little longer, until I was writhing underneath him.
The whole time he kept talking to me, soothing me, telling me how pretty I was like this, how gorgeous I was, how good I was being for him. I could barely stand it anymore - Michael’s hand was dripping with how wet I was, and my throat felt dry and hoarse from the noises I was making.
I was babbling, begging him, and at last - at last Michael slid a finger into me, just a little bit, one more tease. I clenched around it, sobbing, wanting to feel full, to feel stretched, to have more…
Michael worked his finger deeper and deeper into me, curling it, until he pulled out completely and I thought I might actually cry from the loss.
And then - two fingers, sliding all the way into me, in and out and rubbing in just the right spot. I jerked my hips, screaming, my legs shaking, so close to coming…
Michael pulled his fingers out again and I sobbed in loss. “Please, please, please…
Michael please…oh my God PLEEEEASE…”
I was so close to the edge, reduced to nothing but putty in his hands. Michael gave me a swift, reassuring kiss, and then, then I felt his cock nudging at my entrance.
Oh my fucking God, it was so thick. My mouth watered all over again at the thought of that inside me, of maybe getting to suck his cock later on… Michael pressed in, and in, and for a moment I felt a strange panic that it wouldn’t fit, that it couldn’t possibly, but then he was sliding all the way in and his hips were flush against mine and I collapsed against his desk, moaning.
Michael braced his hands on the desk and gave a few short, sharp little thrusts, again, again, oh my God, oh my God it felt so good, I was so…so close oh…oh, oh, oh—
The world went white as I shuddered and came.
Chapter Nine: Michael
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been this fucking turned on.
Stevie was perfect, begging and arching under my touch, so responsive… but almost too responsive. She gasped not only in pleasure but in surprise. A suspicion started to form in my mind, and the moment that I slid my cock into her, I knew.
I could feel it, the way her body resisted instinctively even as she begged for me, and then gave way, the over-sensitivity, all of it… she hadn’t done this before. Studious, serious Stevie with her determination and her workaholic attitude, of course she had other things on her mind.
That should’ve made me stop. I know it should have. But it was just so goddamn hot! I was so turned on already, and knowing that I was her first, the only person who’d made her feel like this, had gotten to see her this desperate and wanton, it made me want to just fuck into her hard and fast as I could with everything I had. It made me nearly come on the damn spot.
And besides, I wasn’t going to be that jerk that just pulled out and called a halt to it all, not when she was literally begging me to fuck her and I wanted oh, oh holy fuck I wanted to with everything in me.
Maybe it was wrong but I kept going.
I had never thought of Stevie like this before, and now all that I wanted from her was hitting me in a rush, so many desires and fantasies that I couldn’t keep up. I just had to have her.