Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26260 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
That pushes her over the edge. Her body spasms and bucks as I gather it quivering against me.
I bury my face in her softness. Her tits on my cheeks, my mouth, pushing against my nose, one nipple poking into my eye as she bucks and comes undone, making it start to tear, but who the fuck cares? My perfect little babygirl is having the first of a lifetime of orgasms on my lap, and this is only the beginning.
I draw a nipple that’s glancing over my lips into my mouth, my other greedy hand untying the little strings on her hips, then tugging the bikini bottom from between us, because next her pussy is going to ride my face until I make her scream my name and she’s ripe and ready for her cherry to be destroyed.
She’s whining and shaking as I release her hard nipple, watching the pleasure wash over her face.
“All of you belongs to me now. This pussy…” I reach down, slip two fingers into the juicy honey pot, making her gasp. “I’ll touch it whenever I want. Lick it whenever I want. Fuck it whenever I want. You catching on?”
She nods on a needy moan as she licks her plump, dark pink lips.
“Good girl.” I wrap my arms under her ass and carry her sweet naked body down the hall into my expansive bedroom. It’s dark, with just the low few lights powered by the generator illuminating the space. “I’ve never believed I’d have anyone in my bed with me before. Never even had a woman in my house.”
I ease her down onto the bed and work the button on my jeans as she watches.
“Lie back,” I say, working down my zipper. “I want to see that pretty little virgin prize. Open your legs, show me.”
“You show me yours first.” She tucks her knees together as the possessive primal coil inside me nearly snaps.
“Spread your fucking legs. You just rode me like your life depended on it, and I told you not thirty seconds ago that pussy is mine, and you know it’s true. I’ll do what I want with it and you. So spread your legs and give me a show. I don’t want to just see it, I want you to play with that wet little kitty before I put my hungry mouth all over it.”
“I don’t have to do whatever you say,” she bites back, but there’s a fire in her eyes that tells me she’s testing. What she doesn’t understand is, I’ve been tested my whole fucking life.
I leave my jeans open, the tip of my dick poking out as I see her glance down. I close the space between us, pinch her chin and pin my eyes on hers.
“You don’t get to look at your king’s cock until you do as you’re told, little pet. That mouth of yours is going to need some training, I can see that already.”
I can see the sticky wetness on the insides of her thighs and the hint of pink glistening between them. She freezes for a moment as I stand at the edge of the bed, holding her chin. Her chest rises and falls as she dances on the line between compliance and defiance.
I can almost hear her thoughts…
Do I give in to this man I barely know? Or dig in and risk whatever he has under that seething, calm exterior?
“Spread. Your. Legs.” I grit out between clenched teeth.
I get it. She’s a powerful woman. She has responsibilities. She’s in charge. She juggles her restaurants and her busy life. I won’t diminish any of that, but right now, I’m in fucking charge, and we are having a little standoff while she lets it sink in how this is going to roll from now on.
Her eyes narrow, she swallows, swallows again, and I feel her jaw muscle tighten.
“Show me yours first,” she repeats, digging in, and I let her face go on a shrug.
“Alright.” I stand in front of her as she presses her lips together on a satisfied smirk, thinking she’s just won the hand.
But before she can take her next breath, my hands command her hips, spinning her smart-ass around as I drop the first whack on her ripe flesh.
She yelps and squirms, but I’ve got her held easily with one arm around her little waist, with her ass cheeks right where I need them.
I draw back and deliver another slap as she twists and wiggles, but she’s not telling me to stop.
She’s not screaming the roof off.
Her flesh turns pink almost immediately, and my possessive, protective thoughts multiply by thousands. This was never in my program, but it feels exactly right, and I bring my palm down again, again, until her yelps turn to whimpers and the tension leaves her body
I alternate where I’m spanking her on each cheek, higher, lower, until she’s arching her back and pushing up into my hand, begging for more.