Total pages in book: 216
Estimated words: 206530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1033(@200wpm)___ 826(@250wpm)___ 688(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 206530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1033(@200wpm)___ 826(@250wpm)___ 688(@300wpm)
He squeezes my nipple so hard I cry out at the exquisite torture of it and then he smacks my ass.
“Oh fuck, yes, I’m a bad, bad fucking girl,” I pant, grabbing on to the sink and meeting him thrust for thrust, writhing and grinding my ass against his pelvis. His hands go to my hips and I hear him swear. He clutches me with what feels like a white-knuckled grip as he drives in even harder still.
Finally he’s hitting that perfect spot so deep inside me.
“Oh God, yes. There. Right there!” I’ve never been so vocal during sex but, God, I need it, never needed it so much, so hard, just—
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh—” I screech and he rams and rams me again in the perfect spot and stars burst.
I squeeze the fuck out of his dick as the climax hits me so goddamn hard. Oh God, it’s so sweet. So hard. So goooooooood.
But still, not enough.
I want more.
I want it all.
“More,” I gasp when I can breathe again. “Give it to me again.”
“Greedy,” he says, one hand clutching my hip even tighter while the other plucks at my peaked nipple. Then his glorious cock is slipping out of me. I whine in frustration but he’s chuckling and drawing me with him to the stable floor where he’s thrown down a saddle blanket. He lays both of us down and drags off my boots and jeans so I’m entirely naked in the center of the stable. I couldn’t care less. I can’t take my eyes off his thick, pulsing cock.
Then finally, finally, he pulls me down on top of him so I’m straddling him.
Again, with no preamble, he grabs himself and within seconds, he’s directing his monster cock back inside me.
I groan and my eyelids flutter at how right it feels having him there.
“I know you’ve missed riding. So let me give you what you’ve been missing, Precious.”
He lays back, propping his hands behind his head as he looks at me straddling him, that mischievous grin on his face. “Here’s your chance. But you better grip my cock as tight as you can. It takes a lot to satisfy me. You’ve gotta grip me hard with that luscious cunt if you want to get the job done.”
My inner muscles respond to his crude words. I’ll show him. I’ll give him the fucking ride of his life.
This is a new position for us but it works well with my expanding stomach. I shift my hips experimentally and Xavier’s entire body flexes in response.
I grin, wondering exactly how much self-discipline it’s taking for him to keep his hands behind his head instead of grabbing me, flipping me over, and controlling the situation like I know he loves to.
But hell no, I’m not giving up this power.
I shift my hips again, a rolling motion, grinding down and against his pelvis. My eyes pop open because, holy God, that hits the spot.
Xavier’s grin settles into a smirk as he watches me. I narrow my eyes at him. Oh, I’m going to drive him just as insane as he always makes me, just you wait.
“Good Masters deserve rewards, too,” I say, intentionally making my voice somewhat breathless. I start rolling my hips, drawing up and then down on his cock, each time grinding my clit against the base of him.
I don’t have to fake my breathy moans as I draw my hands down my neck. I grasp my breasts and arch my back.
“Oh God,” I gasp. “I can feel your cock so… deep. Fucking me. It’s so good.” Yeah. Not an act. Goddamn him, but he really drives me this insane. And actually letting it out—just saying out loud all the things that are always going through my head? It feels so dirty and ramps everything I’m feeling up even higher. Especially when I see Xavier’s responses. The way his jaw is getting so tight and how his nostrils flare every time I pinch my nipples.
I cinch them between my thumb and forefinger until they’re hard little points, my high-pitched pants ramping up higher and higher as my pleasure heightens. Xavier swallows hard as his blue eyes darken. “Fuck. You make it so fucking good. Every… oh God, every time.” I close my eyes and throw my head back, clawing at my own breasts.
Then I drop a finger down and run it through my own juices at my clitoris and my lips where Xavier’s giant cock rises to meet my every downward hip roll.
I tilt my head back to stare at him right as I suck the forefinger soaked in my juices into my mouth.
Apparently that’s all it takes to break through his iron-willed control because with an animal growl, he finally gives up on the whole observation-only approach. His hands move from behind his head to seize my hips.