Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 48853 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 244(@200wpm)___ 195(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48853 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 244(@200wpm)___ 195(@250wpm)___ 163(@300wpm)
Before she has the chance to come to her senses, I sit up and kneel between her thighs, slide the tip of my cock through her glistening folds to get it nice and wet, and then sink into her.
Fuck. Sweet, tight angel. I grit my teeth hard.
Beneath me, Aubrey inhales sharply, and her eyes fly open, pain flickering over her face. Both her palms flatten against my chest.
I give her a moment to catch her breath. Her hands slip down my chest, and then circle the base of my cock, feeling how I’m wedged tight inside of her.
“Holy crap,” she whispers.
Her cheeks flame red, from passion, but acute embarrassment, as well. She watches in horrified fascination as I pump into her.
“Ashamed to spread your legs for the likes of me?”
“I shouldn’t be doing this with anyone,” she whispers breathlessly, her eyes sliding off to the side and her brow creased with anguish. The gently bred lady, mortified, that she’s having her pussy pounded by a man she barely knows.
I clasp her chin and turn her face back to mine. “Look at me when I’m fucking you.”
Big, hazel eyes stare up into mine. I feel my dick get even harder. Her embarrassment is so fucking hot. “What would Daddy think if he could see you now, your pussy dripping for me and mind so hazy with lust that you can’t think straight?”
“Don’t say that,” she whispers.
I pull her blouse open to expose her bra and pull it down, so her breasts spring free. The sight of the dusky tips of her nipples make my mouth water. “What sort of slutty little thing are you, letting me do this to you in a horse stall?”
Aubrey moans. The sound of a woman who’s getting off on dirty talk. If that’s what she wants, she can have more. I take hold of both her creamy thighs and press them wider with the full weight of my body. “I’m going to fill your pussy with my come and then wedge my dick in tight until I’m sure I’ve bred a bastard in you.”
Aubrey suddenly squeezes her eyes shut tightly and her pussy clamps rhythmically on my cock as I pound into her. A smile curves my lips. Dirty little thing. Her inner muscles are so fucking strong that the sensation of her milking me nearly sends me over the edge. I take a deep breath and grit my teeth, attempting to get a hold of myself, because I’m not done with her yet.
I slow down my pace as soon as she’s fallen back, gasping against the straw, letting my cock stroke languorously in and out of her.
“Good. Now, listen to me. I’m done with your tantrums, Lady Aubrey.” She holds onto my shoulders for dear life, her huge eyes staring into mine. “Your Daddy is mean to you; he’s going to marry that blonde bit of fluff. I do not give a damn. You don’t come around here causing trouble for me because everyone’s being mean to you in your big expensive house.”
It feels so goddamn good to tell her this, while I’m holding her down and pounding into her. Do as I say. I’m in charge. You can see it in my face and feel it from my cock as I’m drilling into you. Do. As. You’re. Told.
“Is that clear, Lady—ah, fuck—Aubrey?” I come in a powerful rush and scoop her up against my body with one arm and bury my face in her sweetly scented throat. Even her body feels expensive.
I release her, and she falls back against the straw, struggling to catch her breath. Her breasts rise and fall, and I drink my fill of the sight of her. It’s probably the first and last time I’ll get my dick in such luxury. As I withdraw, she comes to her senses and covers some of her nakedness with her hands.
I lean down and pluck one of her nipples with my teeth. “Too late for that. I’ve already seen everything.”
As I stand up and pull my jeans and shirt back on, she gasps, “Oh, god, what if I’m pregnant?”
I laugh as I head for the door of the stables. “Then I guess my son is being brought up in that big house of yours. Good for him.”
She glares at me over her naked shoulder. “Screw you, Cassian.”
I stride back to her fast enough that fear flashes in her eyes. I grab a fistful of her hair, and her lips part in shock. Then I drop a soft kiss on her mouth.
“Anytime you want, my lady.”
She pulls out of my grasp and pushes me away. I stand over her while she dresses, hands on hips, enjoying the stark red blush in her cheeks as she pulls her underwear up her legs. When she’s dressed, she heads straight out the stable, without looking back.