Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 59320 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59320 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
And spite was always my friend.
I decided to put on a show.
I walked slowly toward Rolf, my head held high. As I walked, I began undoing the silky ribbons at the front of my dress until it loosened and my breasts were close to bursting out. Rolf’s eyes were glued to the creamy rounds of my chest, making me shiver internally.
I stopped in front of him then turned around. I peeked at him coyly over my shoulder as I asked sweetly, “Can you help me with the back?”
Rolf growled in response but then agreed and placed his strong hands on the corset. With a loud tear, he ripped the back of my dress in half, leaving me exposed from ankles to neck. I felt shock course through me as I tried to hold onto the remains of my dress, but it was too late. Rolf's actions had left me completely bare in front of him.
He commanded me to turn around and, reluctantly, I did so, still trying to cover myself with the front of my torn dress. But it was no use; I stood before him completely naked.
His eyes roamed my body appreciatively, making me feel both frightened and desired. But I couldn't look away from him; his gaze was like a magnet, drawing me closer.
He grunted and rubbed at his beard, his eyes never leaving my form. I could feel my heart racing as I waited for his next move.
“Get on the bed and open your legs,” he finally said, and I obeyed without hesitation. As I crawled onto the soft surface, Rolf's commanding voice filled the room again. “Face me.”
I pivoted towards him, my breasts swinging under me. His hands cupped my face gently, and he murmured, “You’re the most beautiful creature I have ever seen.”
Before I could respond, his lips were on mine, kissing me sweetly. It felt like being protected by a dragon; all his fire and fury were replaced with tenderness and sweetness. But soon enough, our kisses grew more frantic and passionate.
Suddenly, Rolf pulled back and discarded the rest of his clothing until he was completely naked in front of me. My eyes widened at the sight of him—he truly was a beast in every sense of the word.
But it wasn’t just his physical appearance that scared me; it was the realization of what was to come. I wasn’t sure how his impossibly large and thick cock would fit inside me.
But as Rolf approached me, all thoughts melted away.
He was built like a Norse god himself, from muscular thighs up to rounded shoulders and arms the size of my legs. A scattering of dark chest hair spread out among his firm pecs and down the V-shape of his taught, rippled abs, all the way to the base of his erection. His skin gleamed a bronze color, like polished coins, and I found myself yearning to touch it.
“So we both like what we see,” he said, his voice low and rich. “Now, try to remember what I look like when I’m pounding you from behind.”
And at that, he reached down and picked me up by the small of my waist, his large hands completely circling it. He flipped me over so my bottom was facing him and pulled me back until my soft cheeks met with the hard length of his cock.
“I’m not that barbaric,” he soothed me. “I will get you ready first. But you’ll have a hard time getting me to stop.”
I started to tremble and tighten in anticipation, but after hearing him lick his fingers, I soon felt them being slid between my legs. The movement was slow at first, the pressure light, until he pressed in a little harder and faster. My cunt grew wetter, and I felt myself open for him. I collapsed onto my elbows, my dark hair gathering around the bed as I raised my ass higher.
While Rolf rubbed me back and forth with his whole hand, he lowered his lips to the small of my back. I flinched at his touch then wriggled in expectation as he brought his full mouth lower and lower and lower. With his free hand, he teased down the hot length of my crack and followed up with his tongue, rimming around the edges.
I had never felt so dirty and immoral in my entire life. Yet, with Rolf’s warm tongue gently sliding between my ass and ending in my cunt, sucking around the hole, dipping in and out, I’d never felt more alive. Then, there was the fact that Erik was watching the whole display, and my sex pulsed in need at the thought.
“I hope you’re ready,” Rolf said, bringing me back to him. “Because I won’t take no for an answer.”
I felt him pull away then come back to me. The fat head of his cock stroked from the rosebud opening of my bottom to the bloom of my cunt, back and forth, back and forth. I willed myself to open wide, to accept him as much as I could, but before I could relax fully, he slammed into my cunt, and I saw stars from the quick burst of pain. It felt as if I was being ripped in two, and I gasped for breath, my hands making fists in the velvet blanket.