Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 106948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106948 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 535(@200wpm)___ 428(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
The sexy lilt to her voice undid me as she whispered, “On your back, please.”
I did as she asked, my muscles beginning to coil with anticipation of taking over, of fucking her the way I really wanted. She’d be lucky if she could walk without wincing tomorrow and I knew I had to reign back my inner beast with Hannah, but being around her brought that savage part of my personality to the surface, a part of me that usually only took control when it was time to kill. The colors of the world sharpened, my senses expanded, and as Hannah squirted a generous amount of lube on her fingers from the new bottle, I relaxed as much as I could.
“Play with the outer muscles first,” I instructed. “Tease me, build up anticipation. If I had my way, I’d just fuck you until you were raw and not spend a minute outside your silky-smooth cunt, but both of our orgasms will be so much better if we draw them out a little, have some fun with edging.”
“Edging?”
“Riding the edge of orgasm, making me almost climax then pulling back before I can bust a nut.”
“That doesn’t sound very fun.”
“Oh, baby girl, pain and tension can bring you so much pleasure. I’m gonna fuck you hard, play with you harder, and I promise you that at some point tonight, when you finally come all over my cock, you’ll be crying, overwhelmed, and shaken—but not broken. I never want to break you, only protect you, to make you mine. My perfect, sweet, dirty girl.”
She let out a shaky breath and I studied her closely, reading her yearning and fear, an erotic combination that called to me. Fuck, she was made for me. I don’t give a shit what anyone said; this woman had been put on this earth to service my cock.
The seconds ticked by in my head and I had to hold back a smile as she sat there, wasting her time while staring at me. Someday, when I gave her the treat of being in control again, she’d know me well enough to take advantage of every moment.
I couldn’t wait to start training her.
“Get on your hands and knees,” she murmured. “Please.”
That sweet “please” at the end killed me, and I quickly moved to do as she asked, enjoying the way her breathing sped when I was on my hands and knees. Her hand that didn’t have lube on it stroked over my ass and I arched into her touch, loving the feel of her. The responding sound of pleasure that she made had me hoping my triggers had worked, that my pleasure was calling forth a responding surge of desire from her body.
When she leaned forward and began to caress my balls, while gently biting my butt, I wasn’t sure if I was going to last long enough to hold true to my promise and not spurt all over the sheets as she literally bit the cum right out of me. Fuck, this was Hannah, my Hannah, purring as she began to lick the crack of my ass while continuing to inspect my balls, weighing them in her small hand and stroking me until sweat beaded on my brow.
Shit, no torture in the world compared to the sensation of her hair brushing over my legs, her hand now fisting my cock and pulling it like she was milking me. My rough grunts seemed to echo off the walls like the growls of a beast, and those grunts became snarls as she stroked her finger against the puckered entrance to my body, then pressed in, just enough to breech the ring of muscles and send an electrical jolt of pure erotic bliss through me. While Hannah might claim to have no idea what to do with a man’s ass, I knew she’d watched a great deal of porn involving women playing with a man’s prostate, milking him, and she worked me like a pro. That slender finger sliding in and out, stretching the tight muscle, rubbing against my prostate and making erotic fire burn through me.
So fucking good, too damn good…I was gonna come.
Luckily I only had ten seconds left before I could flip the tables on my charming little temptress.
“Hannah?”
She blinked rapidly, her dreamy gaze coming back into focus.
“Times up.” Her yelp lit me up inside as I tackled her, flipping her over onto her stomach before grabbing her hands and holding them behind her back. “Daddy’s home, and he’s ready to play with his hot little slut. And you are hot for me, aren’t you? Is your cunt wet for your Daddy?”
Her gasp made my balls draw up tight and I sat back on her upper thighs, my cock jutting over the creamy curve of her round ass. “Oh my God.”