Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33104 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33104 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
His words sent me into another universe of pleasure and pride that we’d waited for each other, even after all that time.
Our fates had always been sealed.
I wrapped an arm around his neck, kissing and nipping his ear before tugging with my teeth. He heaved a noisy breath when I scraped along the sensitive flesh, and he hooked a hand in my panties, tearing them from my body. I heard the zipper of his pants come down, and he sank into me.
He held my thighs tightly, his fingers digging into the supple flesh as he rocked into me. His jaw clenched tight, and my moans echoed off the walls around us. “How many people do you think are watching you get fucked?”
“When did you become such an exhibitionist?”
“I like showing off my art.”
“What?”
“I want the whole world to know that I own the most perfect work of art ever created. They can watch you get fucked by my cock and know to stay the fuck away.”
He angled into me, hitting a new and delicious spot somewhere deep inside, every thrust hard and fast and erotic. Reckless, lustful abandon echoed off the four walls surrounding us.
“I feel you everywhere. When you’re not with me, I feel you. I need you. I fucking need you so much,” he whispered between pants.
I moaned and tipped my head back. His tongue traveled the line of my throat before nipping at the flesh. He sucked at the base of my throat as he powered into my body, and an orgasm overtook my senses, traveling from my head to my toes. Fire burned through my system, and I shuddered and moaned his name, my breath heaving in my chest.
Elis slowed his assault as I came down from my release but kept pushing into me in a slow and gentle rhythm that prolonged the delicious sensations rolling through my body.
I panted and clutched at the straining muscles of his biceps as his tongue trailed down my chest. He pulled away for an instant, angling his hips into mine to hold me against the window, and lifted my dress over my head, tossing it to the floor. He unhooked my bra with a flick of his fingers, and it hit the ground at his feet.
I bowed as his lips attached to my nipple and sucked fiercely, elongating the pebbled peak. He slowly built up a steadier rhythm with his thrusts as he sucked, nipped, and teased with his tongue.
“These nipples would look so good pierced, Princess. Perfect for weights. I want to watch you crawl for me, baby. I think you’d like that, Devlynn. Remember when you came for me while twisting your nipples?”
My eyes rolled back at the thought. I never thought I would be into pain, but when Elis made me hurt myself, I’d never come so hard in my life. There was something freeing about it. It was a big “fuck you” to the world and its expectations. Maybe that was why I liked letting Elis control me so much. With him, I didn’t need to think. All I had to do was follow. The filthy sex with Elis was like a key to my cage, opening the door wide and freeing me.
My body begged for more of him, even though my nerves were so sensitive, I wasn't sure my body could withstand it. He pulled at my nipple with his teeth, and the pain shot through my body, landing in a new and delicious sensation of pleasure at my clit. My eyes focused on his beautiful lips as he pulled away and sucked his lower lip between his teeth, his eyes trained on the point where our bodies were connected.
His thrusts were a perfect rhythm. “Look at how well we fit, Princess. Look at how your pussy works my dick.”
“More. Give me more. Make me forget my name. Please.”
He continued to slam into me methodically with one hand gripping my throat, his fingers pressing into my flesh and taking my breath away. He slid a palm down my leg to reach my clit, massaging and pinching as his fingers roamed my swollen flesh. Choked groans escaped my throat as he played my body like an instrument.
I bit into his shoulder, sinking my teeth into his skin. Another even more powerful wave of pleasure cascaded through my body, and the sensations racked every nerve ending. The metallic taste of his blood flooded my mouth. I cried out as his body held mine tightly, and he came with a shudder. I soothed him as he shook and emptied into me.
Our breathing came back to normal as we clung to each other. I was still wedged against the window with his head tucked firmly into my neck. His skin was sweat-slick beneath my fingers, and his damp hair tickled my cheek as our bodies pressed together skin to skin.