Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 63282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
“Anything you want, Sir.”
“Are you sure, doll?” Luca whispers as he leans closer.
“Yes, Sir.”
“You don't want me to be gentle, do you?” Luca asks in a mocking tone.
“No, Sir.”
“No. Gentle is not for people like you and me . . . is it?” he asks as he bites my neck.
“No, Sir.” I let out a sigh as Luca’s hands roam all over my body.
“Would you like to come, doll?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“You will . . . But first, I want to see what that little mouth can do.” A wicked, lopsided smile curls on Luca’s lips. Metal clangs pierce the air as he pries off his belt buckle.
I lick my lips as I watch Luca’s fly open, anticipating the taste of him. When I lift my gaze up, I notice he’s been observing me, too.
This feels like the calm before the storm. I sense it in the air—every particle is vibrating with energy, as if nature itself is getting ready for something big.
Then, as if time suddenly begins moving again, Luca’s hands are on my shoulders and I’m sliding down the wall. His hard cock brushes against me—my belly, my tits, my neck, and finally, my lips.
Luca starts out gentle when he first sticks his cock in my mouth, but he doesn’t stop when he hits the back of my throat. He just keeps pushing inside me, so deep he bottoms out.
With my throat stretched, Luca starts to fuck me mercilessly. My head would be banging loudly against the wall if it weren’t for his hands on the back of my skull, protecting me even as he abuses my throat and makes me gag on his cock.
He’s giving me the darkness that I crave, and keeping me safe at the same time.
Luca keeps going, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth. He doesn’t stop until his cock expands in my mouth and spurts out hot cum down my throat.
He crouches down to level his gaze at me. “Good girl,” he says as he pets my head. Then, he gets up and starts to walk away.
“Sir . . .?” I call out in a small voice. My throat feels sore.
Luca stops and turns around. His sharp stare makes my heart pound in my chest.
“You said you were going to make me come . . .” I say, raising my gaze to meet his.
“Yes. But I didn’t say when.”
Dinner is torture. I can’t concentrate on the food when my pussy is throbbing, demanding attention. But Luca acts like nothing’s wrong, like we’re just sharing a meal as usual.
This is frustrating.
But it’s also hot as hell.
My panties are so soaked I could probably wring out my juices—not that I’d try. I want him so much I can’t focus.
Every once in a while, I catch Luca glancing at me and smiling to himself. He knows exactly what he’s doing to me.
That night, while I lie in bed with my hand between my legs, Luca opens my bedroom door, catching me in the act.
“Are you playing with yourself, doll?” It’s dark, but I can hear the smirk in his voice.
“Yes, Sir.” My cheeks heat up from embarrassment, but I can’t deny I’m happy to see him here.
“Are you sleeping naked like I told you to?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Get on the floor,” he says. “Get on your hands and knees, then stick your ass up.”
I follow his directions. I bite my lower lip in anticipation as I listen to Luca’s breathing behind me.
He crouches down, then he sticks one finger in my pussy, making me gasp. He pushes my head down on the floor. The carpet feels soft on my cheek.
“You’re ready for me to fuck you,” Luca says as he lazily slides one lean finger in and out of me. It doesn’t feel like enough. I’m ready for something more.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Hmm . . . I kind of feel like going for a run now. Maybe I’ll leave you here to finish yourself off,” Luca says mockingly.
My body burns with the shame of offering myself and being brushed aside. But I don’t care. “Please, Sir . . .” I say softly.
My bedroom is silent for a few anxious seconds.
Then, Luca speaks up.
“I like it when you beg.” He grabs my hair and pulls. “Do it again.”
“Please fuck me, Sir,” I repeat in a louder voice.
“Good girl,” Luca says. I hear fabric rustling behind me, and I know he’s taking off his clothes.
Luca grabs my hips and drives into me, hard. He gets rougher by the second, pulling my hair, pinching my nipples, and grabbing my neck.
“Say I can do whatever I want to you,” Luca growls as his movements become urgent and frantic.
“You can do whatever you want to me,” I say quickly in one breath.
Luca pulls me against him and grinds into me, rubbing my insides deliciously, sending me into my own body-shaking orgasm.