Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 99285 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 496(@200wpm)___ 397(@250wpm)___ 331(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99285 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 496(@200wpm)___ 397(@250wpm)___ 331(@300wpm)
I suctioned my mouth around her pussy and just sucked and sucked… and sucked so fucking much I was getting drunk from her flavor. I was growling and groaning, the sounds inhuman and harsh. But she let me do it all. She took it all.
I forced myself to break away and inhaled sharply at the same time I eased her back down my body so she was back in position. I grabbed my cock and held it up, notching the crown at her entrance once more. And then I pushed her down on me, making her take every single inch in one solid descent.
“Ride me,” I gritted out, and she did just that, getting right back into it. I tried to hold off on coming, my body tense, every muscle straining. But to hell with it. I was going to fill her up until the filthy sounds and scents of our fucking saturated this room.
I reached up and curled my big hands around her breasts, taking her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and twisting them hard enough her eyes flashed and then widened. “Come for me again. Give me what I want because you want to please me.”
I tweaked her nipples hard before pushing my upper body up, wrapping a hand around to cup her ass, and used the other one to curl around her throat so I could jerk her face toward mine and kiss her. My fang sliced my lower lip, and I made her drink from me, growling low when she knew what to do and sucked on my flesh, drawing the very essence out of me and taking it into her own body.
“That’s it. You’re fucking me so good, coming for me when I tell you to.” I reared my hand back, bringing my palm down hard against the fleshy mound of her ass cheek. She cried out and ground her cunt on my cock, causing me to growl, milking me as if she was starving for my cum.
And when she ground her pussy on me over and over again and cried out, getting off again, her ass resting on my balls as she swiveled her hips and took every single last inch of me, I let myself come so fucking hard I couldn’t see straight. I was lifting my hips, drilling my dick up and into her.
When she started to come down from her high, I wrapped an arm around her middle and had her flipped on her back instantly, my cock still buried deep inside her, still rock-hard. I could come several more times tonight and planned on doing just that. I wanted to fill her up until my seed was dripping out of her pussy, until the bed was soaked from our combined fluids because we’d been fucking all night.
I used my knees to keep her legs spread and stared down at her perfect pink cunt. My body was shaking, every single cell vibrating like a tuning fork, my muscles contracting and relaxing. I framed her pussy with my hands, spreading her lips wide before letting them snap gently back into place. Pulling out of the snug, hot fit of her body was pure torture.
I leaned forward an inch and, while holding her gaze with mine, let a trail of saliva slowly drip from my mouth right between her thighs, forcing her to see what a dirty bastard I was.
She gasped, and I felt her try to close her legs, but it took little effort to keep them open, forcing her to not only watch me sexually humiliate her—which I had no doubt I was doing just that—but also for her to accept that this was who and what I was.
I could see how flushed her skin was, knew she was getting off on this, even if she was ashamed about it.
And then as I stared into her eyes, I brought my palm up, hovering a couple inches right above her pussy, and slapped that tender flesh. She arched, her head thrown back, but her gaze still locked on me. A keening cry left her, one that told me how sensitive she was but still how good it felt for her.
I didn’t have to be a dirty bastard like this, but I couldn’t deny that being filthy and seeing how much she got turned on by it in turn drove me crazy.
“You like that, don't you? Yeah, of course you fucking do.” I reached up and curled a hand around both of her wrists, trying to be mindful of how much stronger I was, how I could easily snap her bones like twigs.
She hadn’t responded, and I added pressure to her wrists. That was all the encouragement she needed to moan, “Yes.”
I looked between her thighs, my cock a fucking steel rod jutting right toward her cunt, right to where it needed to be buried. I only allowed myself to grip my length enough to line it up right at her sweet spot before I had my hand right back where it had been, keeping her nice and stretched out.