Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“Fit for a queen,” Jamie says, wrapping his arms around me from behind, his manhood pressing through his suit pants against my back, so hard it’s impossible to believe he emptied himself into my mouth only a few hours ago.
“But don’t expect me to treat you like one,” he says, grabbing my shoulders and leading me firmly toward the bed. “I’m getting tired of holding myself back. It’s time I got you completely naked—pussy and tits at the same time. It’s time I felt that slit wrapped around my cock. Tell me you’re ready, Jade. Say it.”
I know that if I told him I wasn’t, he wouldn’t try to have sex with me.
We’d still do things, but not that.
And yet I also know that if I told him that, this deep pressure inside of me would only get worse.
My womb would never forgive me.
Already, my body is feeling tight and needy, as if my womb is gathering all my energy to get ready for the most blistering orgasm of my life.
Jamie turns me around and shoves me softly so that I fall back on the bed.
I stare up at him, the firelight flickering against his features and cutting the sharp lines of his strong jaw and his grim set lips.
“Tell me you’re ready,” he growls.
I lick my lips, feeling how dry they are, in stark contrast to my sex which is pouring so much wetness into my panties they’re starting to stick to my lips.
My hole is freaking soaked and my nipples are tingly and hard with lust.
I move my eyes down over his suit jacket, his arms throbbing and large, just as rock hard as his manhood.
His manhood is a clear urgent outline in his suit pants, a massive length of meat pushed sideways across his middle.
“Tell. Me. You’re. Ready.”
Despite his earlier words of support, I hear the beastly need in his voice, as though a different part of him that he usually keeps hidden from the world has risen up inside his consciousness and taken dominion.
I look inside myself and find the usual mixture of lust and nervousness, a never-ending war, with my womb underneath it all telling me that it’s time to stop living in my head and live in my body for once.
“I’m ready,” I whisper, my voice shivering as all the combined emotions warble in the words.
“Then get those clothes off right fucking now,” he snaps. “You wanted me to take control and I am.”
My breathing comes quickly as my hands go into autopilot, somehow knowing what to do even as those same anxious thoughts try to interrupt the moment.
I grab my dress and sit up, pulling it up over my head, and then quickly undo my bra and lean back, wriggling out of my panties and my tights.
I do this all without looking at him, still terrified even now that he’s going to burst into laughter when he lays eyes on my body.
But when I do finally bring my gaze to his – as I lie back on the bed, certain that my soaked sex is drenching the sheets – I see that he’s undressed just as quickly as I have.
He stands over me completely naked, this six and a half foot giant, his pectorals bulging and covered in a thin layer of sweat, making his skin glisten. His abs are cut with firm outlines of muscle and his arms are like a series of connected boulders, muscles pressing against the flesh from every angle.
Down and down, I move my gaze, making a whimpering noise of lust and fear as I take in the sight of his huge cock.
It looks even bigger now that I know what he wants to do with it.
At least ten inches, with a large vein running up the side.
Precome winks at me from the end and the memory of his taste floods back into me, the sweet saltiness that fired over my tongue and then down my throat.
My lips feel somehow hotter and wetter as I stare up at him.
“Pinch and tease those nipples while I get your pussy good and wet for me,” he snarls, slowly lowering himself to his knees at the edge of the bed. “Pretend you’re teasing milk out of them for me. Do it, Jade.”
I moan and bring my hands to my breasts, doing as he says.
He grabs my thighs, sending shivers up through my body, swirling around my sex.
“Fuck, you’re already soaked,” he growls. “You say you’re nervous, but your body is as horny as a nympho’s. That’s what you’re going to become, Jade, my own personal sex-addicted slut. Do you understand? You’re going to be my slut, just for me. Say it.”
“Oh, God,” I moan. “I’ll be whatever you want, Jamie.”
“Say it,” he snarls, gripping my thighs hard, his mouth so close to my pussy now his breath licks over me.