Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 109882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 549(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 549(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
I stared at her, the dim light in the room doing nothing to hide her from me. “I need you, Poppy, and you need me, baby.”
She nodded, not speaking, not denying it.
I reached down and palmed myself through my jeans, an obscene gesture sure, but fuck, one that I couldn’t stop from doing.
“Tell me what you want,” I demanded.
She didn’t speak for a moment, just watching me, hesitation and need written on her face. Finally, she breathed out slowly.
“I need to forget. I need to live. I need to feel… alive.”
I growled low. I’d make her feel alive. “You’re mine. You know what that means, Poppy? You know what that means to a man like me?”
She nodded, still not speaking, but that was okay. She’d given me the right answer.
I rubbed myself through my jeans again for several long seconds, just watching her, not moving or speaking. I had to move this along. I pulled the zipper down on my jeans, reached between the fly, and pulled my cock out. She lowered her gaze to the big fucking dick I revealed.
I knew the sight of me stroking myself, of running my hand up and down my length, turned her on. I could see it by the way her pupils dilated.
I worked my cock out through the fly of my jeans, watching as her eyes widened. The fact that she was transfixed at the sight turned me on even more. The slit was wet with pre-cum, and when I shifted on my feet, I swore I could feel her body heat slam right through my dick.
“Tell me what you’re thinking,” I demanded.
She swallowed, not speaking for a moment, but I had all the time in the world. “I’m nervous and scared,” she whispered.
“Scared about what, baby?” I felt drugged as I stared at her.
She was breathing hard and fast. “I’m scared of how it’ll feel… if it’ll hurt.”
I nearly groaned. “It’ll hurt at first, baby girl. But I fucking promise it’ll feel good. I’ll make sure of it.”
“Butcher.” She whispered my name.
“Do you trust me?” I knew that was asking a lot, but I needed her to know I’d protect her with my life.
And she nodded, trusted me, gave that to me.
“Good, Poppy. That’s really good, baby.” I was trying to control myself. “So, get on those pretty knees of yours and let me show you how this starts.”
She dropped to her knees, the thick jut of my cock right in her face, the tip slick with pre-cum. “Clean it off. Lick it.”
She tilted her head back and looked up at me.
I ran my fingers along the edge of her face, tracing her cheekbones, her chin, and moving lower to open her mouth with the digit and slip it inside. I made her suck on it, imitate her sucking my dick.
I grabbed my dick, stroked my cock from root to tip, and then brought the head to her mouth. “Open up, baby girl.”
The tip of my cock brushed against her lips, and I groaned, held her jaw, and urged her to open more. She closed her eyes, breathed out through her nose, and started to really suck my dick then. God, she’d never know how much power she held.
Held over me.
She dragged her teeth along my length on the upstroke, and then used a hard suction on the downstroke. God, she was pure, but she sucked dick like a fucking pro.
I stopped her then, needing to hear her say it, to assure me.
“You a virgin, baby, in all ways?” My dick was still in her mouth so she couldn’t answer, so I slowly pulled my shaft out and demanded without speaking she answer me.
She swallowed, licked her lips, and nodded.
“You ever suck a cock?”
Her eyes were wide as she shook her head.
I growled low in approval. I slipped my length between her lips and held my breath as pleasure slammed into me.
She used her tongue to tease the crowned head and down the thick vein that ran on the underside. Fuck. I closed my eyes and tipped my head back, groaning and grunting. I slipped my hand behind her head and gripped her hair, pulling her closer as I pushed my hips toward her mouth.
As I steadied her, I started thrusting in and out of her mouth. I wanted my cum in her mouth, down her throat. I wanted Poppy swallowing every last drop.
My hand was tangled in her hair, keeping her immobilized so I could fuck her mouth. “Yeah, Poppy girl. That’s it, baby.”
She lifted her eyes to me as she continued to give me a blowjob.
I was completely focused on her mouth. I couldn’t stop myself from tightening my fingers in the strands of her silky hair.
“Good God, Poppy girl.”
She hummed around my shaft.
“Fuck,” I murmured softly right before I thrust my hips forward even more, burying my length deep in her mouth, the tip hitting the back of her throat so she gagged slightly.