Total pages in book: 238
Estimated words: 231781 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1159(@200wpm)___ 927(@250wpm)___ 773(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 231781 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1159(@200wpm)___ 927(@250wpm)___ 773(@300wpm)
All my friends loved the control. Loved to hold them down and make them beg for it like Rika, Banks, and Winter were their toys.
Not me.
She dominated me, and I didn’t want it any other way. In the classroom, in the library, in the movie theater, in my truck… Watching her cash in on my ass was better than actual sex.
I could be a bad boy, and I needed to be disciplined.
She growled, trying to push me away, but I brought my hand up, rubbing my glistening fingers in her face.
And then I crashed down on her mouth, kissing, nibbling, sucking, and tugging her sweet flesh and hearing a moan escape before she tried to push me away again.
“I know you know how to take a beating,” I told her, whispering over her lips, “but this isn’t the kind you’re used to.”
Crashing through the doors to the drawing room, I pushed her back onto the other sofa, ignoring Micah and Rory still going at it a few feet away, and fell on top of her, ripping open her shirt before grabbing her bra between her tits and yanking with full force, hearing it tear apart, baring the golden skin of her beautiful breasts.
She struggled, swatting her hands at me as I came down on top of her, smiling as her legs fell open.
“Hit me,” I whispered over her lips before diving in to kiss her. “Hit me for all the tail I fucked after you. For all the nights I forgot about you, ridden to kingdom come by tits and ass ten times hotter than you.”
“Ten?” she taunted me. “Really? Come on. You can afford hotter than that! Maybe twenty times hotter! Still got their numbers?”
I laughed bitterly, rising up and pulling down her pants, but she wasn’t wearing any panties, because I took those yesterday. I came back down, molding my mouth to hers and thrust against her.
I glided my hands all over her body. God, she was so damn hot.
“Damon was right.” She pushed at me. “You are smaller than him.”
My heart pounded against my chest, fire filling my lungs, and I rose up, yanking her ass down and diving into her pussy, covering it with my mouth.
She cried out. “Will… Ah!”
I was not smaller. And I didn’t need reminding of how the hell she knew what he looked like naked.
Sucking and tugging, kissing and biting, I ate the bitch with no hesitation and no mercy. I licked up the sides, nibbling her skin and flicking her clit with my tongue as she squirmed under me, trying to crawl away.
She gasped for breath, a sweet sweat glistening across her tight stomach as her nipples hardened to little rocks.
Then…moans filled the air, her body quivered, and her thighs fell wide as she lifted her head and watched me lick her pussy.
“Will…” she panted, threading her fingers through my hair.
Rising up, I threw off my jacket and glanced over my shoulder, seeing Micah grin as he watched us. Rory was swallowing his cock, servicing Micah like I was doing to her.
Dipping back down, I slowed a bit, kissing her flesh and licking her before sticking my tongue inside, tasting her so warm and wet.
Her back arched off the sofa, and she threw her head back, shuddering and clawing my shoulders.
Flicking her clit with my tongue, I sucked it into my mouth again and again, her tits bobbing back and forth as she sought it, trying to grind into it and ride my mouth.
“That feel good, girl?” Micah called out to her.
She nodded, panting with her eyes closed. “Yeah.”
“Be sure to park his ass next me when he’s done with you,” he told her, sucking in air between his teeth. “You drop to your knees like Rory, and I can watch both of you swallow us down.”
Cum leaked out of my dick as I pulsed with need.
“Yeah,” she whimpered.
I placed my hand on her stomach, feeling her shake and her breaths grow erratic. When she sucked in air, holding it, again and again, I knew she was right there.
Aching and boiling with heat, I tore myself away and stood up, sweat cooling my brow.
I wanted to bring her there. I didn’t want to ever stop.
And the old me wouldn’t have.
It took a moment to catch my breath as I stared down at her. She blinked a few times, opening her eyes when she realized I’d stopped.
“Wha…” she breathed out.
I leaned down, getting in her face. “When you’re ready for me to finish that,” I said. “You come to me.”
She dug in her eyebrows, gaping.
“My bed is on the third floor.” I rose up, grabbing my jacket. “Come and ask me for it.”
And I left, the appendage between my legs trying to tear a hole in my pants as Micah’s laugh followed me up the stairs. Along with the shatter of whatever vase Emmy threw in the drawing room that crashed two seconds later.