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)
A portion of the balcony that runs the length of the penthouse is enclosed with glass: the roof, the main wall and two sides, making it look like the entire space is teetering on a fifty-story precipice.
Outside, the last of the day’s sunlight creeps behind billowing clouds, turning the sky to a haze of pink and white.
There must be a thousand plants on shelves and tables and the floor. It’s a greenhouse of such expanse and luxury I think I must be dreaming.
“I know you love plants,” Ramses says as he leans down and pressing warm lips to my cheek. “I told you I want to give you everything, baby.”
“This is amazing.” I turn in a slow circle, tracing my fingertips over the leaves of a ten-foot-tall elephant ear plant. Then I step forward to cup the bloom of a Gold of Kinabalu Orchid in my palms.
“You’re amazing. I had this all built for you, knowing you would be mine. You will never again talk to anyone about me, will you?”
I glance at my stepfather, remembering how it felt the day I met him at the small wedding ceremony where he and mom exchanged their own vows.
He’s not changed at all, except the lines on his face that day were deeper. Even then, he struck me as cold toward the woman he was marrying and yet when he looked at me, I felt warmth.
He was dangerous, that I knew instinctively, but I never feared him. Not until today.
“Did you always love me?” I ask, remembering how he corrected me when I called him a motherfucker.
“Yes, but not like I do now. I knew I would always protect you, but it wasn’t until you became a woman that I knew I had to possess you.”
His softness turns to hard edges as his grip on the back of my neck tightens, moving me toward the tufted round day bed at the far end of the room against the glass wall.
“Get on the bed, ass up, head down. I want those tits on the fabric. I’m not done consummating our union.”
I think of running again, especially when I remember he said he was going to put that monster in my ass.
Fear heats my insides, coiling with the odd sensation I want to be utterly destroyed by him. Part of me wants to just give in and accept fate. “You want to teach me a lesson, right?”
I crawl onto the soft green velvet of the bed, settling my knees into two of the indents from the tufting, and pressing my cheek against the fabric.
“I’ll teach you a lesson, yes, but your lessons won’t end here, wife. The rest of your life, you’ll be my toy. You’ll be forever learning what pleases me and providing it to me. Doesn’t that sound lovely to have such a clear purpose in life? None of those awful existential crisis’s.”
I choke back a snort as he fists his inches, the engorged length seeming to pulse, growing thicker in his hand, the ink shifting on his skin as his muscles flex and move across his chest.
“Pull your ass apart,” he orders as he steps behind me and cold panic sets in making me chilled.
I’ve watched some porn. Just enough to know how tight that entryway is. I heard some of my friends at school talking about how much anal hurts if you aren’t… prepped, so to speak.
“Are you going to use some lube or—”
“You an expert on getting your ass fucked, baby?” A slow smile creeps across his lips. “You want to know about my pre-penetration preparations?”
“Well,” I start, as he smacks the side of my ass with his hand, then his cock. “Yes.”
He brings his hand down again.
“I said pull your ass apart,” he repeats, and I stutter, moving my hands to my butt cheeks, my weight resting on the side of my face.
With a shameful pull, I expose myself to my stepfather.
“That’s my dirty whore. So perfect. Those wet little petals all on display. That virgin asshole winking at me, just calling for my cock.”
Fear spikes inside of me, but I don’t want him to know I’m scared. “Then do it. Just shove it in. That’s what you want to do, right? Take all my holes, teach me a lesson…”
The way he bounces from soft and nurturing to this demanding asshole has me pulsing with lust and confusion.
“I’ll fuck my wife when and how I like. Just ‘shoving it in’ will damage my property and I take care of my things.”
He steps toward the side of the daybed, leaning down to trace his tongue up the indent of my spine. His fingers fall between my legs, pressing there, making me whine as the tension balls inside of me.
“I have all the lube I need right here,” he snarls as he takes a long lick over the curve of my ass before sinking his teeth in.