Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 66334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 265(@250wpm)___ 221(@300wpm)
I didn't answer, but my eyes said it all. I did love it - the submission, the dominance, the raw passion. Him. Every cell in my body burned with desire for this man. “Ky,” I gasped, as he rocked his fingers deeper inside me, a pleasurable burn as he stretched me open. He added another finger, and a sloshing sound filled the air, mixing with my moans. The force with which he thrust his fingers sent a throbbing ache deep within me, making my chest tighten, and my breath shallow. I arched my back, meeting his every move.
"Do you want more, Sunshine?"
"Please," I whispered, my voice hoarse.
He withdrew his fingers agonizingly slowly, eliciting a desperate whine from my lips as I begged for him to fill me again. My body trembled with raw desire, craving the pleasure he could give me. But instead of fucking me, he grabbed my throat and pressed me down onto the bed, lowering his body until his face was between my legs.
His lips brushed against my pussy, one hand dug into my thigh as he spread me wider, and he teased me with the tip of his tongue before withdrawing again. My hips bucked in response, seeking more of him. He hummed in appreciation, and I could feel the vibrations resonate through me. And then he was devouring me with a savage, insatiable hunger.
I cried out, arching my back as his skilled mouth worked me over. My hands grabbed at the sheets, my nails digging into the fabric as I clung to the sensations overwhelming me.
His tongue moved in and out of me, fucking me with a rhythm that mirrored the one he'd used on his fingers. I moaned his name, my voice a ragged plea for relief. I could feel the orgasm building, a fiery inferno that threatened to consume me whole. He released my thigh and pushed two fingers into my pussy with his tongue, alternating between fucking me with them or curling them against my G-spot as he teased my clit. With each flick of his tongue and thrust of his digits, I felt myself unraveling. I gripped his damp hair and covered the hand around my throat. He suckled my clit, his teeth grazing it gently, and then curled his fingers again. My moans and cries echoed around the room, mingling with his low growls of satisfaction.
"That's it, Sunshine," he murmured against my skin. "Let go for me. Give into it."
His words were the catalyst I needed to push myself over the edge. The orgasm hit me like a tidal wave.
I came hard, my body writhing in pleasure as I cried out his name again and again, my pussy clenching around his fingers. He didn't stop. He continued, never breaking his rhythm or slowing down. My hips bucked and rolled, still craving his touch. I knew that this was more than a simple act of pleasure; it was a demonstration of his power over me. I whimpered as another orgasm built.
I looked down into his eyes and he squeezed my clit between his teeth, thrusting his fingers deeper, a wicked grin on his face. The pain sent me over the edge, a rush of fluid squirted from my pussy, coating his hand as he continued to work his magic. I screamed his name, lost in a haze of ecstasy and arousal. When I finally came down, his eyes locked with mine, a glint in their depths. He released my clit and pulled his drenched fingers from my pussy, and with a satisfied smirk, he licked them clean.
“You taste better and better every time, Sunshine.” He still held me tight, never once releasing his hold on my throat as moved up my body, his gaze unwavering. “Fucking addictive.” His lips came down in a possessive claim of ownership, my come and juices all over his face and tongue. I moaned into his mouth, my body still trembling. The taste of us melded together in a potent mix that left me weak and craving more. He broke away and his lips moved to my ear. “I'll never let you go."
I could only manage a weak nod, still catching my breath. My pulse pounded in my ears as I lay there, utterly spent. He gently released me and settled onto the bed, drawing me close to his chest. I nestled into his embrace, the warmth and safety of his body enveloping me as I listened to the rhythmic thud of his heart. “I remember the day I did that from dusk to midnight, eating that pussy until you could hardly speak.”
His voice was a low rumble as he continued, his lips brushing against my ear. "I loved how you screamed, how you begged for more, and how you so hard you left a permanent mark in my leather seats. I couldn’t get enough of you. Still can’t." He nibbled on my earlobe, causing a shiver to run down my spine. “It's etched in my memory, Sunshine. How you sweetly asked me to fuck you, staring up at me with those pretty eyes of yours."