Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 140896 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 704(@200wpm)___ 564(@250wpm)___ 470(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140896 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 704(@200wpm)___ 564(@250wpm)___ 470(@300wpm)
Don’t blame me for what I’m about to do.
I clearly asked her to wake up, but she didn’t seem keen on the idea, so I have to resort to other measures.
And yes, I’m deeply disturbed by the fuck mode situation my cock easily slipped into. I might be known as someone with an immense sex drive and an extensive repertoire of paraphilia, but I don’t actually get turned on easily.
Or I didn’t. Mia obviously changed that.
Earlier, Nila and Bethany were practically humping me and offering a fuck-one-get-one-free deal, but I couldn’t muster an ounce of interest.
Mia speaks two words in her sleep and I’m ready to impregnate her with my fucking child so she’ll have no way out.
Fuck. What was that thought all about?
I pull down my boxers so that I’m fully naked, then hop on the sofa.
My knees rest on either side of her as I throw one of her legs over my shoulder and bare her swollen pink cunt.
She’s most definitely sore, and the last thing she needs is another sexual adventure.
Someone else would probably leave her alone.
Good thing I’m not someone else.
I lift my shirt up to expose her pink nipples and tease one then stroke her folds, sinking my fingers into the pink flesh. A shudder goes through her tiny body. The creases of discomfort slowly disappear from her face and the groans of pain quiet down.
Just like magic.
My fingers find her clit and I circle, then tap it slightly. Her hips jerk and a moan of pleasure falls from her parted lips.
I keep doing that until I feel her sticky arousal welcoming me and the intoxicating scent of her pussy fills my nostrils.
As she writhes, I release her cunt that should just be called my cunt at this point. I wrap my fingers around her throat, digging my thumb into the red fingerprints I left earlier.
I jerk myself a few times, using her stickiness on my palm as lube, then slowly slide inside her welcoming heat.
Mia moans, her head falling back and her body shivering.
Fucking fuck. She’s perfectly tight.
I thrust at a moderate pace, relishing how she clenches around my dick as if she’s conscious. The fact that she’s not makes this a lot more erotic.
My cock is seriously considering a longer subscription for the first time in his hedonistic life.
Mia’s nipples harden as her hips meet me stroke for stroke. I’ve never believed in fate, but I’m so sure this little muse was made for me. Her body’s memory of mine kicks in and she jerks her hips and arches her back in welcome.
“Your cunt is so greedy for my cock. You’re going to take my cum deep inside like my favorite little fuck hole whenever I want, aren’t you?” I groan and pick up my pace, going from zero to one hundred in no time.
Mia’s eyes pop open, and for a second, she appears disoriented as she blinks the tears from her eyes.
My gaze captures her wild one as I ram into her, owning every inch and leaving no scraps.
I don’t stop.
It’s too late to stop.
Her frantic gaze goes from my face to where we’re joined.
I expect her to try and push me away, but she tightens around my cock, her arousal offering the best lube I’ve ever had. Okay, it’s tied with her blood.
Mia is a piece of art when she’s orgasming. Her brow furrows, her mouth opens in a silent O, and she jerks her hips.
I’d expected myself to last longer, and I usually do, but the view of her shattering on my cock brings me to the brink in no time.
Fuck.
My balls tighten and I come in long spurts over her bare stomach.
I nearly came inside her. Again.
I don’t know what the fuck has come over me. I have rubbers all over my person and place, but for the second time, I forgot to put one on.
Or maybe, deep down, I tricked myself into forgetting. It’s no secret that I needed to feel her bare skin against mine as she came undone.
Mia mentioned a week or so ago that she had an appointment to change her birth control shot, but still, this is a considerable slip on my part.
We remain there, basking in the aftermath of the lust haze. My mind is a fog of unanswered questions and dangerous possibilities, and yet my cock is still, for all intents and purposes, half erect.
Mia recovers first, pushes my hand from her neck, and scoots away on her elbows.
“What the hell was that?” she signs.
“Your attempts at looking angry are an utter failure. Might want to try again when your face doesn’t look freshly fucked—and pleased, if I might add.”
She glares.
“To answer your question, that was, as we agreed, demonstrating one of my kinks.” I grin. “Somnophilia for the win.”
Her lips part and she swallows thickly.