Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 69945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
He shook his head. “No, I want to get you ready, and then I want to fuck you. I want this to be the best you’ve ever had.”
“I feel confident it will be,” I said. “I’ve never….”
“Never what?”
I turned my head, looking away.
“Tell me, Corey.”
“Never felt this good with a man before. Not that I haven’t enjoyed it, it’s just there’s something about you.”
“No, there’s not.”
“Yes. Dom. I….”
“I know. I feel it too.” I watched as he squeezed lube on his fingers, smeared it around, and then pressed one against my ass. “Tell me if I go too fast.”
“If you slicked up your cock and drove it in there without any of this, it wouldn’t be too fast.”
His eyes widened. “Really?”
“Yeah, but it would hurt like hell.”
“Then I’m going to do this.” I sucked in my breath as he slid a finger into me. It felt exquisite. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation and his intake of breath as my ass clamped down against the digit.
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DOM
Corey’s hole was so hot and tight around my finger. It was going to feel so incredible around my dick, just like it had before. I was going to be addicted to him. I was never going to want to walk away, but I had to. He deserved so much, so much more than being hurt by me.
You don’t have to hurt him.
But I will. Somehow, I will.
“More,” he begged. I slid another finger into him, then a third, twisting them, watching him writhe, listening to the soft whimpers.
He was so fucking beautiful, and I was here, naked with him, letting him see all of me—too much of me—but I trusted him. I cared for him more than I thought possible. Did I love him? No, I couldn’t, but I could enjoy this night.
I slid my fingers from his body, and he groaned. “More. I need more.”
“You’re so needy.”
He nodded, not even trying to protest. “Please.”
I ran my slick fingers over my cock and positioned myself to enter him. I braced myself on the backs of his thighs and pressed into him.
“Yes, like that. I need you.”
I pushed in further. He sucked in his breath and tensed, but I kept going until I was balls deep in him.
“Fuck,” he cried.
“You wanted it all.”
“Yes, so good, hurts, but it’s so good.”
I slowly withdrew, and his eyes went wide. “More, please. I’ll adjust.”
I drove back in, much harder and faster than before. “Like that?”
His breath was ragged, but he managed to say, “Yes.”
“Is this what you need?”
“Please.”
I drove into him again and again, and he squirmed beneath me, trying to move, trying to meet my thrusts. “You’re mine. I can hold you down and fuck you as hard as I want to.”
“I need to move.”
“No. Not now. Right now, you just need to take my cock.”
“Fuck. Dom. You’re… I can’t….”
“You can take it. I believe in you.”
“Fuck you.”
His ass clamped down on me, and I growled, dragging my cock out of him as he whimpered. “Take it.” I growled. He cried out when I thrust in again, and I finally let go of his legs. My hand was cramped, and I would pay for holding him so hard, but it was worth it. Watching him struggle to get free had made it even more delicious to fuck him, but now I wanted to turn him loose, wanted to see what he would do if he could move more freely.
He wrapped his legs around me and lifted his hips. “Move, dammit.”
“Greedy for it?”
“Yes, I need you to take me, use me, fill me up.”
“Jesus. You’re too much.” I was sure then. I would never admit it except to myself, but I’d fallen for him. I loved him.
He shoved his hips upward, trying to take more and more of me. He looked up at me, and when our gazes met, I felt like he was looking into me, like he could see everything I’d been trying to hide from him and the rest of the world. My head swam. This was worse than being naked in front of him. He was seeing all of me. I didn’t know if I could take it.
I pulled out and sat back. “Turn over.”
“Why?”
“Because I want you on your hands and knees. I can go deeper that way.”
He shook his head. “I want it like this.”
“Corey.”
“I want to watch you. I need to see you when you come. I need to know.”
“To know what?” I was afraid of the answer, but I needed to know.
“If this is destroying you like it is me.”
“Fuck.”
“Dom, please.”
I shoved his legs back toward his chest and drove into him. I was merciless, fucking him like an animal, ignoring the way my leg protested, ignoring the spasms in my hand as I held him tight enough to bruise.