Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 94834 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94834 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 474(@200wpm)___ 379(@250wpm)___ 316(@300wpm)
I feel his piercing right at my entrance, and I let out a shaky breath, relaxing every inch of my core, knowing this is going to be snug. He takes my hips again, holding me still, and the anticipation is too much. I start pushing back against him, feeling his tip enter me.
He’s already stretching me wide, and I close my eyes, the pure satisfaction and pleasure knowing no bounds. Dalton groans and takes me further, his fingers digging into my hips. “Fucking hell,” he mutters through a clenched jaw. “You good?”
“God, yes,” I say with a pant. “Take me deeper.”
He does just that, not stopping until he’s fully seated inside of me, and I let out a gasp, my pussy already pulsating around him. I mean, fuck, I can practically feel him in my throat, and he hasn’t even started fucking me yet. But as if on cue, he draws back until his tip is just inside me, and with a delicious thrust, he slams right back into me.
“Goddamn,” he grunts and I cry out for more.
“Again.”
He continues to fuck me, thrusting in and out as my clit screams for attention. I pull against my binds, needing to be touched, but he’s right there, releasing my hips, one hand on my ass, the other curling over my hip and dropping between my legs.
He rubs his fingers over my clit in small, firm circles and my eyes roll to the back of my head, even more so as his other hand starts exploring. I feel him moving around, his fingers plunging into my pussy right along with his cock, stretching me even wider before gliding up to my ass and pushing them inside.
“Holy shit,” I curse, every inch of my body drowning in his unbelievable pleasure. He was right. Up until this moment, I’ve been fucked by nothing but immature boys who knew nothing about a woman’s body, but Dalton Eros—goddamn. He knows exactly what he’s doing, how to touch me, how to fuck me, and how to make me scream. This is the pure, honest-to-God meaning of being fucked by a real man.
He takes me faster, my body right on the edge when he starts to rock his hips, his piercing rubbing me just the right way, hitting that spot over and over again. I grip the pole, needing to dig my fingers into something, needing a release for this undeniable pleasure.
My body is wound so tight, every inch of me screaming out of desperation, and with one final thrust, I come harder than I’ve ever come before. “Oh fuck, Dalton,” I cry out as my orgasm tears through my body, my pussy convulsing around him. Electricity pulses through my veins, through my arms, into my fingers, and back down to my core. I clench my eyes, my toes curling with satisfaction, and as Dalton keeps working my ass, cunt, and clit, the high just keeps coming.
It’s like fireworks being let off inside my body, my pussy spasms like never before, but as he keeps fucking me, keeps thrusting in and out, my world continues to be blown.
Moments pass, and as I finally start coming down, every inch of my skin becomes sensitive to his touch, and as if reading my body, he eases up, releasing me from his sweet torture. His fingers drop away from my clit and return to my hip, his fingers digging in as those desperate groans and grunts start getting louder.
I clench around him, knowing he’s close and wanting to feel him come undone inside of me, I push back, taking him deeper. It takes only two more thrusts until he’s right there with me, coming hard and shooting his warm load into me all over again.
His fingers relax on my hip as he lets out a heavy pant. “Fuck, Firefly. That’s gotta be the sweetest pussy I’ve ever sunk into.” I nod, barely able to form a single word as he remains seated deep inside of me. He pushes against me, forcing me to step into the pole so I can straighten up, but he keeps his hand on my bare ass. “Just so you know, I plan on claiming that too.”
I drop my head back against his shoulder, barely able to keep myself up as he slowly pushes in and out of my pussy like a soft, seductive massage. “There’s no way in hell that monster will fit in my ass. You’ll tear me apart.”
Dalton laughs, his breath brushing across my skin as he brings his hand up to cup my tit, his thumb circling my nipple and watching as it pebbles beneath his touch. “Wanna fucking bet?” he challenges. “You can handle it.”
I roll my eyes and laugh. There’s just no way, but I like that he thinks so highly of me.