Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 113464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 567(@200wpm)___ 454(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 567(@200wpm)___ 454(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
“Understood?” I grit out, almost too consumed to speak.
Her white teeth sink into her plump bottom lip—sensual, uncertain—but it’s the lust swirling in the depths of her blue eyes that steals my breath and hardens my cock further. “Yes.”
“Do you see what you do to me?” I rub my hand over the almost painful erection she’s caused.
Her gaze darts down, then back up again, and the flush on her cheeks tells me what she’s thinking. I doubt the piece of shit she dated had the first clue what to do with her or how to treat her.
“I’m afraid I need something from you,” I murmur, stroking her downy cheek. Her eyes drift shut, and she leans ever so slightly into my touch.
“Hmm?” She’s already lost under the spell binding us together.
“I’m going to need to see your pretty mouth full of my cock.” She exhales softly at my words, followed by the brushing of my thumb over her lips. They’ll feel like heaven parted around me. “I need to see your pretty mouth struggle to take every inch of my cock while I fuck your throat.”
A soft whimper sends warm air across my thumb. “Do you want that?” I whisper, watching in fascination as her nipples tighten and goosebumps pebble her flesh. It’s almost too easy.
Her cheeks turn crimson before she nods.
“I need you to say it,” I prompt, barely holding onto the last shreds of self-control. “Tell me, Bianca.”
I don’t know what the fuck I’ll do if she denies me.
“Yes.” Her lips form the word, but hardly a sound comes out.
It’s enough. It’ll have to be. I can’t wait another minute. “Prove it to me. Get on your knees.”
She wastes no time, and her eagerness leaves precum soaking into my boxers. The anticipation threatens to stop my racing heart. “Now, take my cock out,” I croak, stroking her wet hair tenderly, watching her trembling hands work my belt.
“I’m sure that stupid piece of shit ex of yours never fucked your throat the way I’m going to,” I mutter as she continues, turning to my fly once the belt is open.
She makes the briefest eye contact in the heartbeat before her small hand closes around my shaft. I suck a strangled gasp between my teeth when the sensation explodes from that point of contact, tickling my balls and shooting up my spine. Nothing in the world compares to this. The control. The promise of using her for my pleasure.
“Fuck, yes,” I grunt, my fingers tugging her strands. “Take me out. Open your mouth and let me slide inside.”
“I don’t know if I can take all of you,” she replies innocently.
Fuck me. I’d laugh if I didn’t know she meant it. I’m sure I’m bigger than the pathetic piece of shit she had before. “Be a good girl and try. Make me happy. Work my cock into your mouth and suck it good.”
Her tongue peeks out from between her lips, moistening them before she leans in to take her first lick of my swollen head. Sheer lust flares to life and threatens to burn me to ash. Jesus. I could come right now, but I won’t.
“More,” I grunt, my teeth gritted against the urge to thrust, fill, and take. “I want you choking on me. I need to hear your gags and see your tears.”
When she hesitates, there’s no holding back. Not when her lips grip me so firmly, snapping my control in two. I press my hips forward, shoving myself past her lips and halfway to her throat.
Her blue eyes bulge, and she emits a strangled choking noise, but I’m far too gone, savoring the wet heat enveloping me, to care. If anything, her reaction adds to the thrill. Still, the thought of terrifying her, of hurting her, leaves me unsettled.
“Relax your throat. You’re taking it all.” I inch deeper and deeper. I can see her panic building. Her crescent-shaped fingernails dig into my still-clothed thighs. “Just like you always dreamed of. You did, didn’t you? You dreamed about choking on my dick. I know you did because I dreamed about fucking your throat, and let me tell you, the dream doesn’t even fucking compare to reality.”
I try to work myself into her slowly, but I’ve already reached my breaking point. By the time I’m balls deep, she’s groaning around me, struggling to contain all of my girth, fighting to suck in air with her nose buried against my base. “Such a good, eager girl,” I whisper in praise. “You look so pretty on your knees with my cock in your mouth. I’ve never seen anything prettier.”
I give her quick, deep strokes until tears slip from her eyes and slide down the apples of her cheeks. “I’m only giving you what you’ve craved,” I remind her as she fights to adjust to my pace. “I’ve seen you looking at me, and I know what you think about at night when you’re alone. Don’t you dream of this while you touch your pussy?”