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 held my breath as he slowly removed one shoe and then the other, the simple act sending a thrill through me. I was left in nothing but the stockings clinging to my legs, and I felt more vulnerable than I ever had before.
My mind was spinning, caught between the memories I was fighting to claim, what I had just witnessed, and the reality of what was about to happen. We had done everything—everything but this. The thought sent a shiver through me, both thrilling and terrifying at once. The anticipation was almost too much to bear, but I knew that I wanted this, wanted him, more than anything. I was already tormented—by the things I’d seen and done, by the blood I’d felt against my skin. It had taken everything in me to push those images away, to not let them drown me. But here, now, with Ky, I didn’t want to push anything away.
I wanted to be tainted by him too, to let him mark me in ways that would never wash clean. All I wanted to focus on was the desperate, overwhelming need I had for him—the only constant that made sense in this madness.
His gaze was dark, intense, filled with a hunger that made my stomach twist in knots. I knew he wanted this, wanted me, and the way he looked at me made it clear that there was no turning back. The space around us was bathed in a seductive, red glow that emanated from hidden lights along the walls and ceiling.
The shadows it cast were long and dark, giving the room an almost otherworldly feel. The cityscape outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was a blur of distant lights, but it felt far removed from the intimate world Ky and I occupied at that moment. The bed beneath me was massive, covered in rich, black silk sheets that shimmered in the dim light, inviting and luxurious. The bed itself was low to the ground, with a wide, sturdy frame that seemed built for more than just sleep.
"Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting for this, Sunshine?" he asked, his gritty voice low, dripping with a rough, dangerous edge. He began to remove his wet pants, sliding them over his hips along with his drawers, his pierced cock hard and jutting away from his body. I couldn’t help but stare at it, at him, mesmerized.
With a gentle yet firm grip, he wrapped his hands around my legs and brought them together, carefully guiding them up to rest on his broad shoulder. His touch sent shivers down my spine. I could feel the heat from his body against mine as he moved onto the bed. I was now at his mercy, my legs held firmly in place by his strong hands. The anticipation of what would come next filled me with both excitement and nervousness.
"Beg for it, Sunshine," he taunted, his thumb teasing my dripping pussy.
My heart pounded in my chest, and my breath hitched as I gasped, "Please, Ky. I need you."
“Don’t stop. Tell me what you need. How do you want to be fucked, beautiful.” The way he moved his thumb inside me, stroking me so gently, felt like a sweet betrayal of the harsh demands he had just uttered.
I swallowed hard, trying to find the words to express the wild, unbridled need that coiled deep within me. The image of that girl in my mind screams out, her body mirroring my own desperate hunger. "Hard," I choke out, my voice barely above a whisper.
He grins. “Yeah?”
"Yeah," I murmured, my breath catching in my throat. "Make me scream, Ky. Fuck me until I can't remember my own name."
His eyes gleamed with dark desire as he positioned himself at my entrance, his thick, throbbing cock poised to enter me. I could feel the metal piercings pressing against my pussy. His head tilted. “Ask me sweetly.”
"Please, Ky," I whispered, my cheeks flushing as I trembled beneath him. "Make me yours.”
He thrust himself inside me without warning, no sweet words or gentle touches to ease the way. The sudden entry tears tore the thin membrane that once protected my purity, his cock sinking deep into my pussy. A surge of pleasure and pain shot through me, igniting every nerve ending in a frenzy of sensation. His head dipped down and he stared at where we were connected. “I’m only halfway.”
Only? He was already stretching me in ways I’d never been before, his piercings scraping against my sensitive flesh.
He eased in further, and I dug my nails into his forearms, breathing through the discomfort. "That's it, Sunshine," he soothed, his eyes locked on mine. "Fuck, you're perfect," he groaned lowly, pulling out almost all the way before thrusting back in. This time, he moved even slower. The deliberate movement made every inch of my pussy clench and release around his thick cock.