Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“Unnnh!” I shriek. “Oh god!”
James lets out his own throaty moan before dropping a hand to toy with my wet folds. Immediately, my head lolls back onto his shoulder as pleasure flows through my veins.
“That a girl,” he rasps into my ear. “Now lower. Keep going, baby. Take me balls deep. You can do it.”
By now, rushes of pure sensation are coursing through my pelvis and I moan while playing with my nipples. Slowly, I lift myself again before dropping onto his shaft, my bottom opening a bit more with each desperate plunge. And to my surprise, after a few minutes of breathless ups and downs, James is buried fully in my rear end. I’m spread open wide as my juices trickle from my pussy to my anus, lubricating our connection.
“Fuck baby girl,” he whispers in my ear. “You really are a dirty girl, you know that? You’re up there with the very best.”
I pant a little, trying to stay in control.
“I try,” I whisper before shifting up again, and then dropping down. The tension is evaporating, and pleasure is beginning to course through my veins.
“Oh god, I feel so stuck,” I pant, trying to get my bearings. “You’re just so big.”
“Those are words a man loves to hear,” James growls in my ear. “Here, let me make this easier for you. Don’t move, honey because I’ll take over now.” Then, the big man circles my waist with his hands before shifting my hips up and down for his pleasure, a low growl of pleasure emanating from his chest.
“Yes, use me as your toy,” I whisper. “Use my body however you like.”
With that, James becomes a machine. He holds me in place while his hips begin to hammer up and down, cramming my bottom full over and over again with his hard meat.
“Just stay still,” he pants. “You feel so good. Oh shit, babygirl. Oh shit, oh SHIT!”
With that, the huge pole jerks once, twice, and then explodes, filling me with virile male seed. Meanwhile, I let out a scream as my vision blacks out momentarily. Then, everything flashes back into focus as climax rolls over me like a steam train.
“Fuck!” I shriek. “Oh god, YES!”
Hot tremors shake my pussy and ass, both holes contracting violently with pleasure. Juices spray so hard that the mattress in front of us is drenched, but I don’t care. This man has taken me to Heaven and beyond, and I’m enjoying every moment of it. My climax seems to roll on for an eternity as I scream and cry out, big boobs shaking as James empties a huge load into my bottom.
Afterwards, my lover brings us back to Earth. Still gasping, we tumble forward onto the mattress, the big man catching our weight on his arms. Then he rolls us over to our sides, his hard shaft still buried between my cheeks.
“Did you like that little girl?” he murmurs in my ear.
I giggle a bit, clenching playfully to elicit another groan.
“I did, Daddy. But one question: did I pass your test? Did my body satisfy you the way you need?”
He merely chuckles low in his chest before licking up my neck and nuzzling behind my ear.
“Oh, you get an A plus for sure,” he rumbles hungrily. “But I’m not done with you yet. Our night of filth has just begun, sweetheart, so hold on tight.”
With that, we’re off to the races again, and I shudder with anticipation. After all, I’m a professional and it’s my job to make men happy. But this client has flipped everything on its head, and he’s the one answering my dreams instead as I lose myself in his naughty embrace. What will tomorrow bring? I’m not sure, but for now, I know it’s right to be here, with James Montlake, sampling and enjoying the handsome man as he samples and enjoys me.
4
Simona
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I wake up about three hours later after the most luxuriously comfortable nap I’ve ever taken. James has his arms wrapped around me, and his hard chest is warm against my back. It’s hardly the first time a client has wanted me to stay after a night of debauchery, but rarely do I wake up with our limbs entangled. Even more, James Montlake is such a handsome man too, with his thick, spiky black lashes and patrician features. Raven hair falls loosely over his forehead in a comma, and I’m tempted to brush it away, but then merely sigh with satisfaction. It’s so nice like this.
For several minutes, I merely lay in his embrace, stroking lazy circles onto a strong forearm as he sleeps. A huge yawn cracks my mouth open, and I stretch languidly. It would be nice to stay here and while away the day, but dawn is coming, along with the harsh reality of being a working girl. After all, I know how it works: men want to go to bed with Simona the fantasy, but they certainly don’t want to wake up to Simona the regular person.