Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 17773 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17773 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
Shaking her head, she keeps trying to force her tight pussy on my cock. I know she will keep her secret though if I don’t force the issue.
So I keep her away, just barely.
“Answer me, Lily,” I growl quietly, “or we can stop this now.”
Again she shakes her head, the chilly wind whipping her golden locks back and forth across her face.
“Ah, you don’t want me to know just how much it does turn you on, do you?” I chuckle quietly.
We’ve been together long enough now that I thought I knew every sexual desire she had.
Perhaps she’s been holding out more than I knew…
“I would say I’ll just stop… but we both know how frustrated that would leave us both.”
The grin must be evident in my voice because she quickly turns her head to look over her shoulder at my face.
Pushing barely past the entrance of her molten heat, I groan as I hold myself still and keep her hips from slamming back onto me.
These are the moments I live for, the torture of the waiting. The torture of making myself wait for something I crave so deeply my body shakes with need.
Breath coming out erratically as she looks at me heatedly, she pleads, “Don’t do this, Matthew. Please just give us what we need.”
A large smirk comes to my face as I slowly push just a fraction further. “Lilith, it’s you who does this. You know what happens when you hold out on me.”
“But I’m not…” she trails off as I slam my cock into her vice-like sheath of molten flesh.
I don’t stop to consider her needs, I simply slam myself into her body. My hips ramming against her firm ass.
If she wants to try and keep her secrets, then I’m going to force them out one way or another.
Pausing between thrusts for a moment, I reach around to slide my hand down through her silky folds to rest two fingertips on top of her clit. “Tell me, my sweet little kitten, or every single person in this compound will hear your moans of pleasure.”
“What are you…”
A groan escapes her mouth as I push back in slowly this time and my fingers begin to swirl slowly in a circle.
“I’m talking about how wet you are because we are fucking outside on our terrace,” I say as I hold myself deeply inside of her, pushing up against the walls of her womb.
There’s going to be another child in her if I have anything to say about it. She just looks too delicious pregnant not to keep her in that state. The thought of getting her that way almost makes me lose my resolve.
Almost.
“Oh shit!” she squeaks when I pull out again and then slam back inside of her.
Keeping a slow, deep pace now, I massage her clit incessantly as I stop holding her hip with my free hand.
She isn’t going to be pulling away now.
Reaching up, I pull the shoulder of her dress down and force my hand to her breast. The small, delicate bud of her nipple, already peaked from the cold night air, hardens even more from the light pinching I give it.
In and out, each stroke is a slow heavenly hell for me as I keep up my relentless assault. It’s blissful torture to keep myself from losing control, to keep myself from forcing us both over the edge of oblivion.
“Matthew… Oh fuck, I’m going to… I’m so close,” she whimpers.
Keeping my achingly steady pace, I lighten my touches on her clit and nipple. “Not yet, Lily, not until you tell me the truth.”
“No… No, please don’t make me,” she whines as she tries to push back and force my strokes to go faster.
Pulling away from her breast, I move my hand quickly to her hip and stop her. “Yes, Lily. Tell me.”
“Please Matthew, I… Fuck me hard, please. I’m so close,” she whispers. “Please let me come on your cock.”
“Tell me,” I say as I keep up my steady pace.
“No.”
“Lily, I imagine you don’t want the guards to know how hard you can get off from being spanked, do you?”
She tries to pull away from me, but I force her closer to the railing to hold her hips up against it. My cock thick and aching for release.
Looking wide-eyed over her shoulder, she says, “You wouldn’t.”
Taking my hand off her hip, I swat her ass cheek only hard enough for her to feel it. “No?”
The gasp of breath is all I need to know. She wants to be forced into what she says. She loves the game of being pushed into giving in to my wishes.
“Matthew, you rotten devil.”
“Quite assuredly, I am.” I say and slap her ass again, this time with more sound. “Should I continue? Or will you admit you have an exhibitionist streak?”
“Maybe...” she says as she pushes back hard against my restraining hand.