Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 54360 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 272(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54360 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 272(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
Quickly, I open it and pour the contents into the wineglass. It dissolves right away, making it impossible for her to see. Dropping the empty bag into the sink, I grab the glasses and spin back around.
Monroe hasn’t stopped eating and is almost done with everything on her plate. She was either very hungry or she really liked that food. No matter the reason, I’m glad she is eating. On an empty stomach, she would be more likely to get sick when she wakes up.
I hand her the glass of wine, and she takes it unsuspectingly. I watch her take a few sips while I sit down to finish my own food. By the time I’m done, Monroe has finished her wine, and I know it won’t be long before she feels its effects.
“Monroe,” I call her name, and her gaze lifts to mine. She tucks a strain of hair behind her ear, and I catch her hand trembling. She’s smart and has good instincts. Her gut is telling her that this situation is off.
“Something is wrong,” she states.
“I want to fuck you, Monroe,” I admit. “But I have a certain way I want it to happen, a kink of mine I want to play out… I want you to be asleep.”
Her eyebrows furrow together. She doesn't understand what I’m saying, or maybe she just doesn’t want to.
“What do you mean…?” She trails off, the last word a little slurred.
I can see the exact moment she realizes what is going on. Her eyes go wide, and her lips part with an intake of a quick breath.
“You…” She can only get that one word out, but that’s all she needs. That one word holds enough accusation, disappointment, and hatred for an entire speech. Regret trickles into my mind, but it’s minuscule and quickly overwritten by the unbridled lust I’m feeling.
Monroe pushes up to her feet. The chair skates over the floor before falling over and hitting the tile floor with a loud crash. I get up just as quickly, knowing it won’t be long before her legs give out.
I reach for her, but she frantically tries to get away, shoving against my chest. Her beautiful face is distorted with anguish, and I wish I hadn’t told her anything yet. I should’ve waited a few more minutes.
“It’s going to be okay,” I assure her. “I won’t hurt you, doll.”
She sways to the side, suddenly reaching for me instead of pushing me away. I pull her closer as her knees give out, and she falls into my arms. I pick her up and carry her to the bedroom.
By the time I place her on the mattress, she’s completely out of it. Her eyes are closed, and her hair falls into a blond halo around her head. She is so fucking beautiful. An angel I don't deserve… but I will have her anyway.
I undo my zipper and pull down my pants, needing to free my cock. It juts out like an iron pole. I don’t think I've ever been this hard. This is my absolute fantasy, my deepest and darkest desire played out.
Yes, I’ve done this before, but it was different. The women I’ve done this with before knew what I was going to do. Monroe had no idea what was coming, and that part is a huge turn-on. But most importantly, the others weren’t Monroe. They weren't as innocent and perfect as she is. No one measures up to her.
I strip out of the rest of my clothes until I’m completely bare. Then I start peeling Monroe’s clothes from her sleeping form. I unwrap her like a present on Christmas morning. With every inch of skin I reveal, my excitement grows.
When she is completely naked, I grab the bottle of lube from the nightstand and pop the top open. I pour a healthy amount into my hand and put the bottle back. I coat my cock with it first, hissing at the cold liquid, then I use the remainder to rub it on her pussy.
I dipped my finger into her cunt, and it slides in with ease. She’s tight, and she’s going to feel so fucking good. I’m not small, and usually, I’d take longer to get her ready, but I can’t wait another second without bursting at the seams. I’ve got to have her, and it needs to be now.
Positioning her sleeping form on the bed, I climb between her legs and line myself up with her opening. I wanted to go slow, I really did, but as soon as the head of my cock dips into her tight cunt, my brain shuts off.
With one hard thrust, I bury myself deep inside her warm channel. I never felt anything so good. It’s like she was made for me. Her pussy grabs me, squeezing my dick so tightly it almost hurts.