Total pages in book: 214
Estimated words: 199879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 999(@200wpm)___ 800(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 199879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 999(@200wpm)___ 800(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
I’ll never forget the first time she asked for me to fuck her while she sleeps.
Senior year at Barrington University
I’m at Barrington when my cell rings. “Hello, sweetheart,” I answer, walking toward my car.
“I want to try something new,” she rushes out as if nervous.
I smile, loving that she still worries about such little things. She knows I never tell her no. “Whatever it is, I’m down.”
A giggle fills my ear as I pop my trunk to toss my bag inside. “As you know, my mother is away for the weekend.”
“I’m aware.” I have plans to tie her to her bed and fuck her senseless for the next two days, starting tonight. I removed the cameras her father put in her house. And although I don’t mind her staying with me at the house of Lords, sometimes I prefer the privacy of just the two of us.
“Well…” She takes a deep breath. “I found a bottle of her sleeping pills.”
I open my car door and fall into it. Her mother takes pills for everything, so no surprise there. “What about them?”
“I was thinking…” She pauses, and I give her the second she needs to tell me what she wants. “What if I take some and you meet me at my house?”
I know exactly what she’s talking about, but I want her to tell me. “How am I going to fuck you, sweetheart, if you plan on sleeping?”
“Well, that’s the point.”
I sit back into my seat and look down at my hard cock inside my jeans. “You want me to fuck you in your sleep?”
“Yeah,” she answers softly.
“What exactly do you want me to do to you?” I pull on my jeans, lifting my ass up off the seat, trying to get comfortable.
“Whatever you want.” Her voice is no longer unsure, and her breathing has picked up. Her nervousness is replaced with excitement.
“So if I tie your unconscious body to your bed, fuck your cunt and ass, you won’t mind?” I inquire.
“No.”
“And what if you wake up still tied up?”
“Even better.” She all but moans.
I finally start my car and order, “Head home and go ahead and take them when you get there.” I have to go to the house of Lords for a meeting and grab a few things before I can head that way. It’ll give her plenty of time to get ready for my arrival.
“Okay—”
“Ashtyn, don’t take more than you’re supposed to.” I want this to be something we both enjoy, not something we regret. She’s smaller than her mother and also doesn’t take them on a regular basis, meaning she doesn’t have a tolerance for them and needs to take less than what is suggested for her size.
“Of course.”
As my finger pushes inside her, she lifts her hips and moans.
Fuck, I’ve missed that sound so much. It was so hard to keep my identity a secret when I fucked her in the Fountain room. I wanted to rip off my mask and have her eyes on mine as she came. My sweetheart has no control over her body. Never has. She loves to be used and left with my cum dripping out of her.
Removing my finger, I get up and shove what’s left of the covers off the end of the bed. Then I crawl onto it, spreading her legs in the process. Her head is tilted to the right, and her dark hair fans the white pillow, but she doesn’t stir. She’s been through a lot the past few days. It’s just the beginning.
Settling between her spread thighs, I lean over her upper body, reach between the bed, and pull the leather straps up. I proceed to fasten one around each wrist, securing them above her head.
She’s out, but I know my girl likes being dominated. Sitting back, I reach out and rub her breasts and squeeze them. Then slap the outer side of both.
That gets a response. Her heavy eyes open, her long and dark lashes fluttering as she looks around aimlessly trying to make sense of her surroundings.
I slap them again, and a whimper comes from her parted lips. “There she is.”
Her chest rises with a deep intake of breath, her arms gently pulling on the restraints. “Wh-hat?” she stutters, arching her neck to see why she’s lost the function of her arms. The sound of her yanking harder on them makes me smile.
I run my hand over her smooth cunt, and her breath hitches as her heavy eyes find mine. She’s drugged but not entirely out of it. Two of my fingers slip inside her, and she arches her back, groaning.
Removing them, I grab the head of my pierced dick and push into her, loving the way her cunt clenches. Her legs push against me, and I grab the back of her knees, shove them up and out, opening her up wide, and her voice rings out over the thunder as I slam into her. Burying my cock inside her pussy. She’s not wet, but she’s also not dry. I love it when she’s dripping for me, but I also like it when I have to work at it.