Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 116046 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 580(@200wpm)___ 464(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116046 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 580(@200wpm)___ 464(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
Flipping the knife in the air, he caught it by the hilt without looking, playing with it for a moment before lifting the slightly torn crotch of my pants away from my body.
As he carefully began to slice through the stretchy fabric, he started talking softly, gently, as he stared at my pussy, “I like doing things like this because it shows how much you trust me, and that makes me feel ten fucking feet tall. Being your man, knowing your mine…owning you, is what gets me off.”
Air drafted over my now entirely exposed sex and Ramón made a sympathetic noise. “Oh, sweetheart, you’re so swollen. That poor pussy needs some love. I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t know it was that bad.”
I let out a little shriek as he casually tossed the knife at the thick wood bedpost, where it stuck perfectly in the middle with a solid thunk.
Before I could look at Ramón, my eyes rolled back in my head as he gave my pussy one long, excruciating lick that ended with a light, thrumming suck on my clit.
I turned my head to the side, cheek pressed to the sheets as my overheated body exploded in a throbbing orgasm that had me jerking in both shock and pleasure. Ramón stroked my body while he nibbled my inner thighs and praised me for coming so hard. I would have laughed if I wasn’t floating in a soft, decadent cloud of release, the rush of endorphins so massive I was tingly from my scalp to my toes.
“Joy?”
I scrunched my nose, but didn’t bother to reply, too busy enjoying my high.
“If you want my cock, you’ll open your eyes.”
At the mention of his dick, my eyelids slowly lifted. I was treated to the sight of Ramón, naked, stroking his thick shaft. The pink head of his cock, with its big gold ring piercing, gleamed with his pre-cum. It’s crazy, I know, but I swear I could smell that moisture on the swollen head of his shaft, like I could taste his pheromones in the air. A scent that assured me he was a big, virile male animal capable of taking care of me and giving me healthy babies.
Done with being denied, I looked him dead in the eyes and said, “Ramón, please, make me yours. I want to yours, and I want you to be mine. No more teasing, please, make love to me.”
His whole body relaxed, then tightened again. “I’ve been waiting for you to say that.”
He was so hard that when he lowered himself between my thighs, he didn’t need to use his hand to tease around the opening of my pussy. “Jesus, mami, you’re so hot down there. Wet and slippery. Love watching those pretty butterfly lips of your pussy rub my dick.”
I jerked at the restraints, wanting to touch his big chest, to run my fingers over the soft hair covering his tattoos. “Ramón, untie me.”
He grinned, then freed my right arm. “One hand.”
I didn’t argue, instead I reached up and curled my hand around the back of his neck, bringing him down so I could kiss him.
The moment our lips met, he began to breech me with his blessedly large dick, the oversized gold ring a different, harder pressure inside my softness. It made me so aware of how deep he was pushing into me, how far he’d penetrated me. My whole body shook as he just kept going, and we panted against each other’s mouths as he finally, finally planted himself all the way inside of me.
I whined, the feeling of him filling me a confusing mixture of pain and pleasure as my body contracted around him.
“Oh my God,” Ramón groaned out, pulling his hips back then thrusting forward again in with a grunt. “You are so tight. Gonna have to stretch this pretty cunt out.”
All I could do was moan as he thrust in and out, slowly, each sensual move ending with him grinding his pelvis expertly against my clit. I raked my hand down his back and he freed my other, but kept my legs open wide as he fucked me. I wondered why he didn’t untie all of me, but could give a shit less as he continued to give me exactly what I needed. With an unusual amount of aggression, I thrust my hips as much as I could against him, my teeth clenched as my orgasm roared over me, my head thrashing until he buried a hand in my curls and fisted it, making me hold still, making me take it.
I tried pushing him away, my body quivering as the waves of the orgasm were triggered again, and I came hard on his cock while he pounded into me, wailing his name.
“That’s it,” he snarled. “Take it, take me. You want my come in your tight little pussy? I want to feel it splash inside of you. Bet you’re so sensitive right now you would be able enjoy every twitch of my cock, bathing you with my cum.”