Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 118245 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 591(@200wpm)___ 473(@250wpm)___ 394(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118245 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 591(@200wpm)___ 473(@250wpm)___ 394(@300wpm)
Her throat muscles contracted as she swallowed. “Video it?”
I moved my lips to the column of her neck and placed an open-mouthed kiss there. “Would you like that, you naughty girl? Would you like it if I recorded us fucking?”
She pulled on her arms, but I tightened my grasp.
Using my free hand, I once more lowered the zipper over her cleavage. “Would you like to watch as my hard cock pushes inside you?”
Her breathing intensified.
My mouth moved over the exposed curves of her breasts. “Did you want to see how your little asshole opens and gapes after I pound into you, over and over again, until you scream for mercy and forget all about that dickhead, Alessio?”
It was fortunate for her that my guilt over kissing her sister prevented me from flying into a jealous rage over Alessio.
That would not be the case now that our arranged marriage was official.
From this point forward, I would rip the eyes out of any man who dared to look twice at her.
This wasn’t about love or even lust. It was about honor.
No one would touch what was now mine.
Bought and paid for mine.
She fell backward, breaking my grasp.
Stumbling to the side, she knocked one high heel off. When she bent over to pull the remaining one off, she gifted me a glorious view of her tits. “I… um… I… you shouldn’t talk to me that… um... I… I want to wait until we’re married to have sex!”
I reached for my belt buckle. “So we’re back to playing the shocked virgin? Fine by me. I like this sex game even more.”
She pulled a chair between us and inched toward the door. “It’s not a sex game!”
Whipping my leather belt through the loops, I folded it in half and snapped it. “I love your commitment to the role. How about I play the stern schoolmaster to your naughty schoolgirl?”
With a half turn, she raced to the office door and reached for the doorknob.
In less than a second, I was upon her. Grasping her long hair at the nape, I pulled her away and dragged her back to the desk. “It’s time you learn a lesson about talking back to your teacher.”
I forced her to bend over at the waist onto the desk.
She flattened her palms against the surface and tried to push her torso up. “Please! Wait!”
With one hand centered between her shoulder blades to hold her down, I reached for the hem of her short dress. “Bad girls with dirty mouths get their pretty little asses disciplined by the schoolmaster.”
“Please! I don’t want to play this game.”
After wrenching her dress hem up over her hips to pool at her lower back, I was surprised to see a pair of soft white cotton panties again. I would have expected a barely there lace thong. My cock hardened even further, her discreet lingerie only adding to the role-playing.
“Tell your schoolmaster you’re sorry and beg me to punish you.”
“No!”
I wrenched her panties down over her hips until they fell to her ankles. “I’m warning you. Say, I’m sorry for being such a bad girl.”
“I won’t!”
I lifted my arm high before whipping the leather belt down across both her exposed cheeks.
She rose up on her toes with a cry. “Stop!”
“You can cry out all you want. Your father is gone, and your staff wouldn’t dare enter this office.”
I whipped the belt across her cheeks a second time. Her delicate flesh jiggled under the impact before blossoming into a pretty pink shade.
She pushed against my restraining hand. “No more! It hurts.”
Leaning over her prone form, I cupped her jaw. Using my thumb to stroke her lower lip, I said, “Promise me these holes will now be for my pleasure alone and I’ll stop.”
My thumb pushed inside her warm mouth, forcing her to suck it. Once it was wet enough, I pulled free and ran my hand over her hip and ass cheek before pushing my fingers between her crack and letting the pad of my thumb graze her sensitive asshole.
Her back stiffened with her sharp inhale.
I forced my thumb inside of her ass.
She yelped, her hips bucking.
I thrust my thumb in and out several times and teased her clit with the tips of my fingers. “Promise me.”
Her body shivered. “I promise. I promise! Please take it out!”
“Not good enough. I want to hear it all!”
I thrust my thumb inside her ass as far as it would go.
Tears ran down her cheeks. “I don’t know what you want me to say.”
A twisted wave of arrogant male satisfaction hit me over how her tight asshole gripped my thumb and her obvious signs of distress and pain. That dickhead Alessio must not be packing much heat if her dark hole was still this small and almost untried.
“I want you to open that pretty mouth of yours and tell me all your holes are mine, and only mine, to use.”