Captured by His Lens Read Online Jenna Rose

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Romance, Virgin Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21893 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
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“Open your mouth for me, kitten,” he says, his voice deep and growly. I light up inside when I realize what he wants me to do.

I haven’t even done this yet.

I open obediently as he pulls out his hard cock. Staring at it from right here with it right in my face gives me a new appreciation for its massive size. I can see all the veins, the taut skin, and a drop of what must be pre-cum already dripping from the thick, swollen tip.

I extend my tongue just as he pushes it into my mouth. I do my best to take it all in, but there’s just no way I can get it all down. Not yet at least, but I’ll learn.

“Good girl,” he groans. “Your mouth feels so good.”

I look up at him with obedient eyes and do something I know I wouldn’t have been able to do even yesterday—I reach down between my legs and start to play with myself.

This causes Mike’s eyes to light up. He likes it. I know I wouldn’t have had the courage to do this in the shower back at his place when I was completely under his control and letting him run the show. But now, after doing the shoot, I have enough confidence to feel like I can express at least some of my sexuality in front of him.

I don’t even know what that is, but I’m learning, and I want to learn it with him. I want to explore with Mike. I want him to teach me things I can only dream of.

“You’re so goddamn sexy,” he tells me. His cock is so thick and hard between my cheeks, pressing down on my tongue, threatening to gag me as it goes in and out, touching the back of my throat. “Come here.”

He pulls out and grasps my hips, lifting me to my feet. Before I know what’s happening, he has me bent over his worktable—the table where he lays out all his equipment—the table where he has his computer and shows his images to his models after the shoot.

He presses me down and uses one hand to spread me open, then enters me from behind. I grab the table with both hands and brace myself, and I’m glad I do, because Mike’s not holding back at all this time.

Every single inch of his cock slams into me. It’s like he’s not even worried about hurting me, and to my surprise, he doesn’t. I must just be that turned on. I feel a stretch, of course, but the pleasure overwhelms me. My body is singing with it.

He begins slamming me from behind, shaking the entire table and all the camera equipment with it. Somebody’s coffee that was sitting on the corner falls off and splashes to the floor, but he just keeps on going.

“Fuck yeah,” he growls. “I’ll never get enough of this pussy, baby.”

He spanks me, driving me even more wild. And I’ll never get enough of this cock.

I should say that out loud, but I can’t. Not yet. I’m not quite there yet.

But I am able to reach down between my legs and play with myself. I can do that while he fucks me, and that’s just pure bliss. Pure sensory overload. His balls slap against me as I apply pressure to my little nerve button, and I start to moan as my orgasm races up on me like a race car going as fast as it can.

It hits me and goes off like an explosion. Now that Cara and Carlos are gone, I cry out loudly as my climax tears through me. I don’t have to hide this one like the last one, and God does it feel amazing.

I expect to feel Mike’s at the same time as mine—his cum spraying inside me like he did each time before—but I don’t. He buries his cock deep inside me and lets me ride him until I’m nearly finished, but just as I’m about to come down, he growls and pulls out of me and forces me down to my knees in front of him.

“Open,” he commands me. “Open, kitten. Swallow my cum.”

I’m so shocked all I can do is obey. Not like I would do anything differently anyway, but as the last waves of my orgasm pulse through me, I open my mouth and accept his cock between my lips.

It pulses, and I taste it—the sweet, salty, hot and sticky mess of his cum as it sprays all over my tongue.

“Fuck,” Mike groans as he coats the inside of my cheeks with his climax. I was on my way down, but somehow this act drags out my finish and keeps me going longer than I would have. It’s so dirty and yet so intimate that as he’s finishing up, I’m already thinking about the next time I can do this for him. Maybe I’ll just suck him off sometime and swallow for him. That would be so hot.


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