Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Spit falls from my bottom lip as he pushes off the wall and I struggle for air. He reverse crawls back between my legs, which he opens with a rough slap of his hand, aiming the tip of his swollen cock at my opening.
“Come with me,” he grunts as he drops the gun on the bed, his fingers coming down on my open folds, working my clit, sending a shiver over my skin and making me pant as he strokes himself.
He gathers spit from his throat, lowering his chin and letting a long drop of thick saliva fall warm and slick right where he’s working me to the edge.
Faster, faster, his thumb works the bundle of nerves between until I can’t take it, throwing my head back into the pillows, fighting against the growing orb of pleasure deep in my belly.
I twist and yelp as he jerks off, working my clit as my body bends to his will, ignoring my inner pleas for control.
It’s useless, he’s taken that from me. All I want is to please him.
I fight against the desire to press my sex into his hand but lose. My hips roll as my peak crests, taking me in a rush of white light as Ramses bellows, pressure from the tip of his cock pushing into me as the hot spurt of his release heats my opening.
I question my sanity as my orgasm pumps through me and Ramses fills my battle-worn opening with spurt after spurt. My body goes lax, melting into the pleasure. Melting into the dirty, filthy way he makes me feel.
Before I can come up for air, he’s looping his arm around me. I vaguely notice him grab the gun, holding it in a loose grip as he drags me next to him.
He pulls my back to his chest, his heart thumping against me with my legs splayed wide as he moves me with him, until he’s leaning on the pillows against the headboard, his hardness resting on my lower back. His fingers find my opening, pushing his spend inside, holding it there.
He sinks two fingers deep as I gasp and pant, my arm looping around the back of his head, somehow accepting what he’s giving as turn my head, my hot cheek resting on the hard muscle of his shoulder.
“Tell me you love me,” he hisses against my ear as he pumps his fingers slowly in and out. “Your body has already told me, but I need to hear it from your lips. Let it go, Little Lamb. I already know the truth, I just need you to say it.”
“I won’t,” I manage as he turns my head, his lips meeting mine.
“Kiss me then. Soon enough, you’ll give me everything I want. If you won’t tell me you love me, and your pussy is too sore to fuck, then we’ll do something else. Because I’m far from done with you, baby. Now, give Daddy a kiss before he fucks your ass.”
I gasp. “No, please, not that.”
“What do you mean? You fucking came like a little slut when I pushed the gun into that dirty back hole of yours. I’m sure my cock will be more fun than that.”
“Please…it’s too much. I can’t. No more.”
“Awww, baby. Okay, just give Daddy a nice kiss.”
I lick my lips, cock my head sideways, and see him raise his eyebrows.
A kiss instead of forced anal? Seems like a good deal.
So I lean in, swallowing down my pride as I push my lips to his, his tongue sliding into my mouth, and for a moment, I rest. I calm.
Until…
“Good girl. You are a filthy mess. Daddy’s going to put a nice plug in your pussy, hold all my cum inside. Then, we will take a shower, get you hydrated. And then… I’ll fuck your ass.” His voice is like an excited ring master, raising and lowering, building with excitement and…a sense of humor.
“Wait, you said…no anal.”
“I said no such thing. I said just kiss me. All your holes, Bijou. They’re all mine, and it’s your gift to me on our wedding night to let me use them all as I wish. I mean, I’m making you come baby, always. I’ll never forget my little lamb has needs of her own.”
I twitch and bite into my bottom lip as his fingers push in and out, his palm putting delicious pressure on my clit. Without warning, the blast of another shameful orgasm twists inside of me, taking the last of what I was when he put me in that trunk.
I give in, letting the dark bliss wrap its gentle arms around me. Ramses rests the gun over my heart, his fingers plugging me, making sure his seed finds its home as I’m swept away into the waves of pleasure, tears streaming down my cheeks.