Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
Every word was a drug working on her system.
“Please, Brody.” She wasn’t sure how long she could hold out, and that suddenly seemed like a joyous thing. In her daily life she measured time and duties, often merely counting down time until the next day or duty presented itself. Life had become something to be endured rather than celebrated, but she couldn’t wait for this. She needed this more than she needed her next breath.
She stiffened when she finally felt a single finger slide over the pad of her clitoris.
“Relax, luv,” he whispered. “Let me get you started and then I’ll show you what I can really do. Can you be good for me? Can you hold still and not scream when you come? Because I’m about to make you come. I’m going to fuck your pussy with my fingers and you’re going to come all over my hand and then we’ll begin again. Do you understand me? But it all stops if you try to take control. This isn’t the clinic or an operating theatre. This is my place. This is where I’m the king and I make the decisions, and you’re my precious submissive who takes all the pleasure I can give her and serves her Master.”
“Yes. Yes, Brody.” She was shaking with desire and for the first time wondered if she knew what she was getting into. The first time they’d made love had been the best sex of her life, but it had been quick and he hadn’t talked much. He’d inhaled her, but he hadn’t made a slow, decadent meal of her the way he was doing now. He hadn’t tortured her with promises and teased her with words.
This was so much better. This wasn’t a random body in bed, giving her incidental pleasure. This was Brody and he was focused on her, only her.
“Put your left foot on the tub,” he ordered.
That would leave her completely exposed. It would open her up to him in a wholly vulgar way. Of course, it was all about perspective. It could be vulgar or it would open her to a way that led to an orgasm. What was vulgar about that? It was all about intent. This wasn’t a crazy attempt to degrade herself. She didn’t want to punish herself. She wanted connection. It might be an infinitely more dangerous thing to seek, but it was all she could think about now. Him. Brody. He’d haunted her dreams since the moment she’d laid eyes on him.
She brought her foot up, giving him the access he wanted, and immediately was rewarded with the feel of his fingers sliding through her labia. She was slick and he moved easily.
“That’s what I want. Yes, I want this sweet pussy ready for my cock.” His hips moved, rubbing his erection against the small of her back. “Can you feel me? Can you feel how much I want you? Do you know why I’m going to make sure you come before I touch you with my cock?”
“Why?”
“Because you’re going to feel so good wrapped around me that I don’t think I’ll be able to hold back. I think you’re going to be hot and tight and my dick won’t be able to hold off. I’ll thrust in and nothing will stop me from filling you up with my come.”
She shivered as one big finger eased inside her. His thumb was on the button of her clitoris, rotating and pressing down as he began to ease that finger in and out of her pussy. She sighed and let him hold her up as he started to fuck her with purpose.
His mouth was on her ear, tongue licking along the shell. “That’s right. Give over. Let me control this. All you have to do is take what I give you.”
He added a second finger, curling up deep inside her. Pressure built, pulsing up like a bottle of champagne waiting to be uncorked. She rode the wave, letting it take her higher.
“Let go. Give it all to me. You’re close. I can feel you clamping down on my fingers,” he whispered. “Let go. I’ll catch you.”
He rubbed someplace deep inside her and she couldn’t hold back. The orgasm exploded through her, starting in her core and blasting outward. She started to yell out, but he bit her ear, a sharp, stinging rebuke that somehow amplified the pleasure coursing through her system.
“Quiet,” he admonished. He continued to rub, bringing her down with ease. “We’re not done and I don’t want to take a break to get the lad back to sleep. Hush and let the calm take you.”
The calm. Yes, she’d never had this sense of peace and calm after sex with anyone but him. Of course, the first time she’d fallen asleep with dreams of forever in her head, but this time she was smarter.