Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 69777 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69777 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
“Always so ready for me. Do you stay soaked all the time?”
I leaned back on my hands, thrusting my boobs out. His eyes went there immediately.
“When you’re around, I’m wet,” I admitted.
He looked up at me through his dark lashes as he stuck the finger he’d had inside me into his mouth. “My dirty girl wants my cock all the time. Is that what you’re telling me?”
“That seems to be the case.”
He stepped closer and ran the pierced head around my slit. God, that was sexy. I looked down and watched the metal bar barely slip in and out of me. Teasing me.
“From now on, I want you in sundresses at home. No panties and bra.”
I was willing to agree to anything if he’d sink into me and stop with the torture of almost giving it to me. “Why?” I panted.
“Your pussy is needy, and now that I know it’s always this wet for me, I’m gonna want easy access so I can sink my dick into you whenever I want.”
I laughed between my heavy breathing. “That might be a little risky with Dovie living here too.”
He pushed in further, and I let out a moan. But he slid back out again. “If she’s home, I’ll be sure to shove you in a closet and cover your mouth while I slam into your tight little cunt.”
Why was that hot? God, I was becoming as depraved as him. Maybe worse.
“You ready for it?”
“Please!” I begged.
His hands grabbed my ass as he entered me in one hard thrust. “FUCK, that’s mine!”
Grabbing his biceps, I let out a wail of relief and pleasure. When he was inside me, filling me, that was when everything was right in my world. Leaning back on my hands, I lifted my legs higher up his sides as he went from watching my tits bounce to looking me in the eyes. The fierce gleam in his gaze and the sound of our bodies slapping together sent me even higher. I loved when he looked at me like that. I wanted to be his. To be owned. But only by him. I’d come to the conclusion that I’d give Storm Kingston anything.
“GAH! That’s a perfect pussy. Takes my dick so good.”
I let out a small cry as his words sent a shiver through me.
“You love me fucking it, stretching it, don’t you?” he taunted as the table shook beneath me from the powerful thrusting.
“Yes! Please yes.”
“Come on my dick, baby. Cream all over it. Give it to me,” he urged.
I climaxed, my mouth falling open as I screamed his name, and our eyes stayed locked as he let out a gasp just before his body trembled, then jerked. The hot spurt inside of me sent me into another spiral I hadn’t expected, and I grabbed on to his arms. My body shook as the wave washed over me. Storm continued to slowly rock into me. Staying buried deep. I rested my forehead against his chest as I tried to catch my breath.
“Naked under your sundresses from now on,” he said. His voice raw from the shouting.
I laughed and turned my head to lay it on his chest. “Yes, sir.”
I felt his cock jerk inside me.
“Fuck, baby,” he whispered.
“What?” I looked up at him, and he was looking at me like he was already needing a round two.
“Call me that again.”
“Sir?”
He nodded his head slowly, and the smile that curled his lips was a touch sadistic. I felt him twitch inside me again. He wasn’t getting smaller.
“You like that, do you?” I asked, amused by his reaction.
“Yeah, I do.”
“Sir, whipping me with a belt, no panties in the house. You’re getting kinkier every day.”
He leaned down and took a nip at my bottom lip. “Baby, if I did all the things I want to do to you, I’m afraid you’d leave me.”
A small thrill ran through me. That should scare me, but here I was, getting all hot and bothered by it. At this rate, we might fuck each other to death.
• Seventeen •
“I might be trying to butter you up before I tell you something.”
Storm
I sat beside her on the sofa while she looked over all the legal documents and papers giving her legal guardianship of Dovie. Every once in a while, a small giggle would escape her, and she’d just shake her head and look up at me in disbelief. I had planned to give this to her in the morning when I brought her breakfast, but she’d gone snooping.
I had been coming down our drive when my phone alerted me that the shed door was open. Once I parked in the garage, I pulled up the security camera app to look at it, although I already knew it was Briar. She had gone out the back door less than ten minutes ago. While I’d made my way to the backyard, I’d watched her on my phone screen, looking through my files.