Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 61531 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61531 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 246(@250wpm)___ 205(@300wpm)
“Wow, your house is beautiful.”
I walk up behind her, trailing my finger down her back. “Did you expect it not to be?” I dip my head and treat myself to a taste of the sweet flesh just above her shoulder blade.
“No, I guess I expected your house to be… darker, not pristine white. You know, more like the devil’s lair, not God’s palace.”
I laugh against her skin. “Thank you. Shall we get started?” I should be more of a gentleman. Offer her a drink. Court her before I defile her. She’s not just some woman for my taking. She’s a beautiful treasure who deserves more than I’m willing to offer. But I’m done waiting. Tonight, she’s all mine—every beautiful inch.
Hazel nods, and I take her hand and lead her down the marble staircase, stopping at the door of my playroom. I can’t deny the jolt of excitement as her face lights up when I open the door and bring her inside. I rarely bring women to my home, but I make sure I’m always prepared. The room holds a regal king-size bed with your typical toys: whips, cuffs, chains, floggers, insertions galore. I stand behind her as she observes the room, her eyes taking in the objects hanging from the wall.
“What are you thinking, little bird?” I ponder.
“You have quite the collection here,” she says. Something out of character for me happens. I throw my head back and bellow out a deep laugh. A layer of stress melts away. I spank her, trying to hide my smile as I walk into the room and pull down the bed chains.
“Let’s just say I have a big imagination.” I turn around to face her, my gentleness turning to stone. “Undress completely.”
Her eyes flash. She lifts her sundress over her head, exposing her matching pink lace undergarments. She undoes her bra, her perfect breasts calling to me. Once her laced panties are removed, she drops them to the floor. I usually have more restraint, but it’s been a long week, and I give myself the pleasure of taking in her beautiful body. “Kneel,” I order, and she goes down on her knees before me.
She’s granted my touch as I caress her hair. “Such a good pet.” I stand there, anticipating her answer. She licks her bottom lip and my cock twitches.
“Anything for you, Master.”
Fuck, she’s going to ruin me. I rein in my excitement, using my thumb to press down on her bottom lip. “I’m glad to hear it.” I pause. “Tell me, where has this little mouth been?” I tease her by sticking my thumb into her mouth. She accepts my finger, sucking on it. Naughty little girl. “How much do you think you can fit in this mouth, pet?” I ask, knowing she will struggle to fit my whole cock down her throat.
“All of it.”
God, she is a gift. I work my thumb in and out until it becomes too much torture, even for me.
“Unbuckle my pants and take out my cock. Suck it, show me how hungry you are, and I’ll reward you with my cum down your throat.” I’m going to hell. But it will be with a smile on my face.
Her eyes light up, and her hands get to work. My slacks are down. My cock is standing at full salute, thick and angry, anticipating her warm mouth. There’s no hesitation as she licks my tip. Her tongue circles my head before sliding down. She gets halfway before she’s forced to stop. I’m not a good man, so I thrust forward, basking in the way she gags around me. My fingers wrap around her neck to soothe her. “Relax, little bird.” I pull out and slide back in. This time, I get past her gag reflex, and she takes me whole. Just as I imagined. Like heaven.
My eyes stay trained on her even though they’re fighting to close. I want to fuck her mouth with such a violent speed, but I take things slow with her for some reason. Something new for me. She does another no-no and reaches up and grabs my thighs. As she works me down her throat, the sound of her moans humming around my cock creates a haze around my own vision.
Fuck.
It’s happening again. My control is slipping. I grab at the back of her head and tug on her hair, forcing her eyes to mine. “Eyes on me,” I grunt as I power into her mouth. “Beautiful,” I praise, feeling my balls tighten. I want nothing more than to pull out and come all over her pretty little tits, but I promised her a reward, and she certainly earned it. My cock expands, my release pulsing down her throat.
My fingers caress her cheek as I pull out.
“What does my little bird want from me tonight? Are you in need of giving or taking?” I love the way she contemplates the question. Neither answer is wrong. I’ll take whatever she’s willing to offer as well as give her as much as she can take—and more.