Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 77485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
A soft moan slipped through her sensuous lips and her beautiful brown eyes fluttered open. She stared up at me with obvious confusion. I watched as everything clicked.
Without missing a beat, her body tightened, and she began to fight.
“Get off of me!” She shoved at my chest and tried to separate us.
“I’m not done yet.” I caught her wrists and pinned them above her head. “And neither are you.” I thrust deeper, a thrill shooting through me when she cried out. “Keep fighting, deliciae. In fact, fight me harder. It’s making me never want to stop.”
Her eyes widened, another cry escaping as I began to fuck her earnestly. She fought like a hellcat, going as far as biting me. I laughed, groaning as her pussy tightened. It was fascinating. The more she struggled, the wetter she became. I watched her closely, needing to know exactly what she liked.
The way she was reacting sparked a theory that made her all the more perfect. I pulled out and flipped her onto her stomach. She immediately tried to escape.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I grabbed her by the hair. Her pained cry was music to my ears.
“Fuck you,” she seethed breathlessly.
“Such a filthy mouth, Lolita.” I tsked mockingly and wrapped her long hair around my fist. “Allow me to oblige.”
I shoved her face into the pillows and lifted her ass, bringing my hand down on her right cheek as I returned to my new favorite place. She continued to struggle as I fucked her. Her screams and raw cries of pleasure she was desperately trying to withhold heightened my excitement. I released her hip and slipped my hand between her legs, finding her clit still swollen. I began to roll it, increasing my efforts when Lolita began to tremble.
“No,” she rasped, weakly trying to throw me off.
“Let it happen,” I urged with a gentle assertiveness I would never use with anyone but her.
I adjusted my hips, focusing on finding and hitting her G-spot with deep, measured thrusts. She whimpered, her beautiful body tightening beneath my ministrations like a well-tuned bow. I wasn’t delusional or foolish enough to believe I’d conquered her so easily. We had a long way to go, but I couldn’t deny I was pleased.
“Come for me.”
Another thrust, and she did. With a soft cry, I felt her body tense. Her pussy began to contract around my dick, a rush of arousal gushing out of her.
“That’s a good girl.” I loosened my grip on her hair and kissed up her back, grinning when she shivered and moaned. I waited until she started to catch her breath before forcing her to come again, gently swirling my fingers around her clit.
She gripped the sheets and would have fallen if I didn’t have hold of her. I allowed my release to come then, keeping my thrusts measured until I needed to push deeper so that I came buried inside her. I stayed just like that for a moment, holding her trembling body tight.
“Are, are you done?” Her soft, breathless voice shook with unshed tears.
“Done?” I leaned forward and kissed her cheek. “We’re just now getting started.”
She took a shuddering breath and murmured something unintelligible. This wasn’t the way I wanted to get what I needed, but it sated me. For now. Molding Lolita into the perfect partner without taking away too much of what made her herself was going to be a challenge.
If she’d been raised on the Isle, things would be different, but now that I had her, I couldn’t think of a single thing I would’ve done differently.
I greatly looked forward to strengthening our union and watching her flourish. In more areas than one, but especially when it came to our sexual proclivities.
I wanted her screaming and begging—on the verge of sobbing—while I drove my dick so deeply inside her it felt as if we would become one. I wanted her to hurt but, in that pain, find exquisite pleasure. It’s what I needed and she deserved.
I ran my hands over her body and slowly pulled out with a quiet grunt. I looked down and saw blood and her juices coating my dick.
“Lay down, deliciae.” I eased her onto the bed, stomach down, and brushed aside her long hair. I placed a kiss on the mark that would forever remind her she was mine and trailed a path down her spine. I kneaded her fleshy ass and spread both cheeks to give myself better access to her pussy.
“What are you doing?” she squeaked in protest.
I brought my mouth to her folds and grinned. “I want your virtue on my tongue.”
Her sharp intake of breath when I licked her from top to bottom urged me on.
The taste of her come mixed with mine was a fantasy come true. Her virginal essence made it even better. I licked and swallowed until she was crying out again, leaving enough that I could gather some in my mouth. As she shook from a mix of emotions, I moved up her body and forcibly turned her head.