Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 56630 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56630 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 283(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
She makes the cutest gasping noise when I lift her off her feet, burying my hands in her ass. She puts her legs around me. I grind against her pants, my cock pressing against her core.
“You belong to me,” I snarl.
“Only you,” she whispers.
We kiss as I carry her through the house. I turn from the small seating area to the bed. She moans when I place her on the sheets. I’m swelling up, not just the fierce hardness of my dick, but my muscles and instincts.
She leans up on her elbows, her hair in sexy disarray.
“Show me the cuffs,” I snarl.
She slowly lifts her top, showing her waistband on her belly, highlighting her thickness. Every reminder of her size pushes my seed further up my dick, the tension increasing each moment.
One by one, she places the cuffs on the bed. I kneel at the edge of the bed, reach up, grab her waistband, and pull her jeans down. They’re the stretchy sort, no belt, and I can pull them off her quickly. Then her socks and panties, revealing her naked pussy, her wet hole, her folds thick with excitement and lust.
She moans as I kiss her leg. “I could tie you to this bed,” I groan, tasting her leg, the subtle tinge of sweat, the scent of her pussy tempting me. “I could tie your arms and legs and fuck your virgin pussy until you’re screaming and soaking the sheets.”
I slip my hands beneath her body and the sheets, massaging her ass and squeezing her bare skin. I savor the feel of her, the fullness, my balls swelling more and more with each caress.
“But I don’t need to do that to control you,” I growl. “I own you, Katy. You’re mine. Put your hands up. Cross your wrists.”
She whimpers as I sit up, gazing at her. She does as I ask, raising her arms and putting her hands together. The flush in her cheeks and neck has never been more passionate or excited. My balls pulse while my instincts roar at me to take her now.
“You’re going to take every inch,” I growl. “Keep your hands there, like the obedient girl you are.”
I stand, take off my pants, and kick them down so that my cock springs free. My tip is shining with precome in the lamplight. There’s so much hunger in me. I lie on her right now, stroking my dick.
“Wait,” she whimpers.
I almost don’t know if I can. I feel a growl rumbling deep inside me, like an animal that can’t stop. Not now that it’s feeding time, or should I say feasting time.
She sits up, looks at me, bites her lip, and doesn’t fight it. She bites it like she knows how sexy she is. “I want to see all of you, Sam.”
I smirk and nod. “Right back at you.”
“Does that mean I’m allowed to use my hands?”
When she says allowed, my cock shifts. It pulses like a jolt of pure electric passion just moved through it. She knows how to play me and drive me wild.
“Just for now.”
I strip my shirt off and toss it to the floor. She pulls her hoodie over her head. Her top is all tangled with it. Then her arms get stuck over her head. She’s not wearing a bra. Her tits spill free, full and curvy, perfect, made for me to suck.
She laughs. “Uh, a little help?”
“I think I like that.”
I move up the bed, lie down next to her, leaning over and sucking on her nipple as I palm her sweet, young, hot pussy. She moans through the hoodie, whimpering when I thumb her clit. She shifts, wriggling out of the clothes, and tosses the hoodie away. Her eyes get even wider when I rub her nub with more speed.
“Hands, Katy.”
“Anything for you, Sam.” She puts her hands above her head as I suck one of her nipples and then the other, feeling her pleasure through her trembling body. “Oh, oh, oh…”
“Get my finger wet for me,” I moan, bringing my middle finger to her mouth. “Suck it like you mean it.”
She makes more sexy moaning sounds, bobbing her head up and down, my shaft aching so badly now. I guide my finger back to her pussy, her hole, push on her entrance, and feel her tightness wrapping around me.
I push deeper, her heat wrapping around me, making my cock tingle as I imagine sliding inside her. I won’t have to imagine for long. I move my finger in slow circles as she whimpers. She moves her hands.
“Ah, ah,” I say.
She smiles and meets my eye sassily. “Sorry.”
I smirk. “How shall we punish you, eh? An orgasm?”
Her smile gets wider. I can see some nerves, but only some, and they’re buried. She’s too tough for nerves, my Katy. Too mature. Too capable. She’s too perfect.