Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 55912 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 280(@200wpm)___ 224(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55912 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 280(@200wpm)___ 224(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Her eyes snap open widely. I’ve probably gone too far, but I can only hold myself back for so long around her. My dick is aching, pushing against my shorts. I want to tear my T-shirt off and all my clothes.
“I already told you—”
I lean down, planting my fist on the mattress. She gasps and sits up. “You’re a bad, bad fucking girl, Lena,” I say fiercely, almost howling, almost salivating. I’m the bad one, but I can’t stop. “Bad girls get punished.”
She whimpers when I grab her thigh, greedily sinking my hand into her thickness. I’ve dreamed of this so many times. My balls are swelling and aching. I’m leaking more precome than I ever have before.
“You’re going to get close to drenching your young pussy for me, then I’ll hold you there. Understand?”
“Jamie, what about—”
Mom. That’s what she’s going to say, but I can’t let her. I cut her off with a kiss. I push my lips against hers hard, squeezing her leg with more possession at the same time. She moans, then kisses me back. I can feel her tongue moving, getting more enthusiastic.
She moans, then grabs my face with her hands, pulling away. I can feel how hard it is for her and me. “We shouldn’t do that.”
“Tell that to your horny young body,” I say, sliding my leg higher up her thigh, feeling her heat and wetness. “Anyway, this is your punishment for snooping.”
She pouts. I bet she doesn’t even know she’s doing it. She tries to act tough, but that pout is cute and sexy as hell. “You don’t have the right to punish me.”
“No? Maybe I’ll do it anyway.”
I grab her hips, then flip her over gently. She moans again, giving away her feelings, letting me feel how badly she wants this. I pull her top up, revealing her ass.
“We’re not having sex,” she says breathlessly, looking over her shoulder. “I mean it. Not—”
“Tonight,” I finish for her with a smirk.
“We shouldn’t…” She gasps when I spank her lightly on her beautiful, round ass, causing her body to shake for me. “Jamie!”
“Tell me you didn’t like that.” I spank her again, on the other side, captivated by the way she shakes for me. Her body dances with her lust. “Or that.”
She bites her lip and shakes her head, but she can’t hide the desire in her eyes. “I wanted to know more about you.”
I spank her thick ass, looking at her face this time. Her smile twitches when I make contact. It’s not like I’m hitting her hard, but it’s enough so she knows who she belongs to. I can’t say it. I can’t go that far, but she gets the message.
“You snooped,” I growl, spanking her.
She raises an eyebrow. When she speaks, she’s breathy, as if holding back a moan. She’s making me so damn hard. “You won’t tell me anything. What was I supposed to do? Any… anyway…”
She trails off when I smooth my hand over her ass between her legs. I start rubbing her through her underwear. The fabric is already wet for me. I was right about the spanking, my horny Lena. She loves it. She might deny it, but her body is keen. She wants to give herself to me.
I push her panties aside. “Fuck, you’re already creamy for me.”
“But Jamie…”
“Just let yourself go,” I tell her firmly. “Don’t think about tomorrow. Your body wants this. You’re fucking glistening for me. You want this.” I slip my finger inside her, just a little, just enough to feel how tight she’ll be when I slide my cock inside her.
“Not… too… deep,” she says.
“Just like this?” I say, moving my fingers in circles.
She nods.
“Tell me,” I snarl. “Tell me how you want me to play with your tight pussy.”
She moans. “Like that. In circles. Hmm. That’s… yeah…”
I keep moving my finger. Maybe she’s been too busy for romance. Or perhaps she’s never been interested before, but as I finger her pussy, I sense she hasn’t much experience. I hope I’m right.
I remember what I thought before, how kissing her would break me. I can still taste her on my lips, and I’m able to coax her shy pussy slowly. It’s how she’s moaning, her pleasure pushing past her toughness, the walls she puts up. I don’t need to rush anything with her.
“You’ll want answers after this,” I growl, “but first, you need to understand something. I’m in charge here. You don’t go somewhere unless I tell you to. You don’t talk to anybody unless I give goddamn permission. Not until your…” Mom is safe, I was about to say, but hell no. I won’t talk about Simone. “You do what I say.” My voice gets louder, the emotion flying like I never usually let it. “You don’t make that pussy all creamy with your release until I fucking tell you.”