Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 114281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 571(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 571(@200wpm)___ 457(@250wpm)___ 381(@300wpm)
I stammer, “I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me. I was dreaming, and then I woke up, and I was already—”
He plants an index finger against my lips, shushing me. “Enough.”
I blink, but I can’t look away, no matter how hard I try. The way he looks at me commands attention. Like he wants me to know that I’ve unleashed something I shouldn’t have. And that he’s going to make me regret every second of it.
He leans in, his face so close to mine that I can smell his scent, and it’s making me feel heady. Oh God, what has this man done to me? I’ve never acted like this in front of anyone, nor have I ever felt so … horny.
I gulp again, wishing the feelings away, but no matter how hard I try, the thumping in my pussy refuses to disappear.
Suddenly, he twists me around, shoving me against the tree face-first. My squeal is silenced by his dick poking me in the ass straight through the fabric of his pants, and it makes my legs tremble.
“You’ve tempted me long enough,” he whispers in my ear. “You want my cock? Then take it.”
I gasp as he grunts and rips down my panties in one go. Before I know it, he’s pulled out his cock and shoved it right up against my entrance. Without warning, he enters me, and my mouth forms an o-shape as he buries himself to the hilt. My eyes almost roll into the back of my head from the sheer size of him. And when it swells inside me, that same moan leaves my mouth.
“That’s it, Kitty. Stop fighting it,” he groans, the sound of his voice forcing me out of this world and into the next.
I can’t handle it. It’s so much that I can’t even respond, let alone act. All I can do is clench my legs and take him, all of him, while trying to hold on tight. He’s huge, menacing, overpowering, fucking me like a beast out of control while my head is squashed against the tree. He slams into me with full force, not giving a shit whether or not I’m able to stand, as I’m tiptoeing around to stay put. And when he wraps his hand around my throat, I almost lose myself again.
“Show me again,” he says, clenching my waist tight as he buries himself inside. “I want to see you unravel.”
His words are as slick as his thickness inside me, and I can’t help but moan.
I’ve never felt like this before.
Like I’m lost to ecstasy.
Like I can’t say no.
Like I actually want to be fucked.
He fucks me from behind like I’m just a fuck doll he can use for his pleasure.
And I don’t even mind.
In fact, I’m so close to coming that I start to whimper just from his hand as it travels down my chest and clutches my breast, squeezing tight.
“Do it!” he growls.
And as he slams into me, he twists my nipple so roughly that I fall apart right then and there.
I buck and pant as the orgasmic waves rush into my body, overpowering me. And he whisks me into his arm with a lusty groan, pushing me down so I bend over. But instead, my knees collapse underneath me, and I sink to the ground.
I turn around to face that monster cock of his, dripping with my wetness.
The wetness he stole from me.
The wetness I gave to him.
I have to do something.
I have to stop this before something bad happens that can’t be undone.
So I quickly grab his length and bring it to my mouth. He looks down at me from underneath his lashes in a way that makes me question myself, but I persist. With his penetrative gaze on me, my tongue dips out, and I lick the head. His thighs clench as he towers over me, balls tightening as his cock bounces up and down just from the touch of my tongue. He moans with delight when I do it again, so I do it again, and again, and again, each time going a little bit farther.
All while his gaze is continuously on me, as though he’s afraid I’ll try to run again when he looks away. But there is no running from the beast. He’ll always catch up with you.
Instead, I opt to tame him a different way. By giving him exactly what he wants.
Release.
So I circle his dick and suck on it until he groans again. For some reason, it brings a smile to my face. So much power in a small lick. Every touch makes him tense up, and every suck makes his breath a little headier.
Is this what it’s supposed to feel like?
My ex always begged, but I refused to give it up for him, and now look at me, dishing it out like a greedy girl looking for a fix.