Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
The chill in the air brushed along my bare body, electrifying the hairs on my arms.
When the sheet was tugged off the bed and laying in a pool of material on the floor, he hummed low in his throat. I could see the way his gaze skated over every part of me. It had my nipples hardening, my inner muscles clenching in anticipation.
“Spread your legs for me. Be my good girl.” His voice was so low and deep, husky, and laced with that dominance that made me feel wholly feminine.
My body was working on its own as I parted my legs, letting my knees fall open. My intimate outer lips parted, and I was shamelessly wet already.
“Touch yourself.” He was still stroking himself as he looked at my pussy, waiting for me to obey. And he knew I would.
My breathing increased as I slipped my hand over my belly, between my thighs, and gasped at how hot and wet I was. I couldn’t believe how drenched I became in such a short amount of time.
I didn’t think this was normal, but I certainly didn’t want the alternative. Because just looking at Carter made me feel incredible and had my body lighting up until it felt like my blood was on fire.
I stared at his cock, watched the tip become glossy with pre-cum. Because of me.
He moved his palm over the crown, smearing that fluid around and using it as lubricant. An unabashed moan left me at the sight.
I shifted my hand so I could rub my clit and slide a finger inside of my body. My inner muscles instantly clenched around my finger.
I could feel myself climbing closer to that pinnacle where I’d go over the edge. And just when he placed his knee on the bed, the sound of a phone vibrating on the bedside table echoed in the room.
He growled in annoyance but kept advancing until he was on top of me. Carter used his knees to spread me open wide, pushing my hand away and placing the tip of that thick cock where I needed him the most.
He gripped my breast and molded his fingers around it, tweaking the nipple before sliding his palm up and curling his fingers around my throat. He held me securely but not tightly, allowing me to easily breathe. The pressure felt astonishingly pleasurable.
And then he slammed his mouth down on mine as he shoved every single hard inch of himself into me.
He fucked me in the most animalistic way I could ever imagine, pistoning his hips, forcing me to take every inch without complaint.
And the whole time he kissed me, he held my throat, ground his pelvic bone against my clit until I exploded and came so hard I was sure I was talking to God.
I sagged against the bed, but Carter kept going, throwing his hips back and forth.
I was having a hard time keeping my eyes open, but I wanted to watch him, to see the flex of his abdominal muscles, the way sweat trailed down the hard planes.
His focus was trained on where we were connected. His teeth bared as if he were snarling.
A bead of perspiration slipped down his temple, and I followed that drop as it made its way lower and lower. The man was a goddamn work of art, and the way he looked at me made me feel like I was a goddess.
He reached between my thighs and started rubbing my clit, and just like that, I exploded for him instantly. It sucked the air from my lungs, seized my body, contracted my muscles.
My back was arched, and my tits were bouncing, because he was fucking me harder and harder. I gave in to the sensations.
“Look at me. Be Daddy’s good girl and watch as I come all over you.”
I pried my eyes open and forced myself to look at Carter, even though my body instinctively wanted to submit to the ecstasy.
He looked fierce and powerful in that moment, muscles standing in stark contrast as he plowed in and out of me.
With one harsh grunt, he slipped free from my body, gripped his hard, glistening cock, and stroked himself as he aimed the crown right at me.
My lips were parted, the air sawing in and out of me as I watched him give in to his pleasure and go over the edge. Carter growled as he came, and I sucked in a startled—aroused—breath when I felt the jets of his hot cum splattering on my belly and across my pussy.
It was as if he were painting me, creating a masterpiece of filth and obscenity.
He collapsed on top of me, and the weight felt so good I could cry happy tears. We were both out of breath and sweaty, and all I could do was smile and wrap my arms around him.