Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 80699 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80699 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
“Look at me, Rebel,” Christian grunted, his voice so commanding that my eyes flew open. His hairy chest rose and fell. His eyes burned as his cock plunged into my pussy over and over. “This is so nice and tight,” he growled, “that I’m going to…”
The words became an inarticulate grunt. I felt my eyes go wide as I realized that my body had pleased my master even more than he had expected. Between my thighs, deep inside me, I felt the hot steel bar of his manhood pulse. His hips jerked hard, and the sheer depth of his thrust made my body buck in a sudden discomfort that brought on another wave of pleasure as I felt his warm seed flood into my womb.
Christian’s climax seemed to go on and on, his hips’ irregular rhythm showing the same pleasure I could see in the wolfish gaze he had fixed downward on my submissive face.
“Thank you,” I found myself whispering. “Thank you, sir.”
As I fell asleep in his arms, helped tenderly out of my lingerie and into my big sleep t-shirt (“No panties,” Christian murmured, “so I can fuck you in the morning”), his soft voice roused me from a half-dream of white dresses and beautiful flowers.
“You know you’re not going to stop being my wayward rebel,” he breathed into my ear. “And that’s the way I want it.”
I heard myself give a soft giggle, as if most of my mind was already asleep and I was dreaming of the girl in the strong, handsome, rich man’s arms.
“Yes, sir,” that girl whispered, knowing she’d reached her happy ending—one of many, she dared to hope. “Oh, yes.”
The End