Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 45971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45971 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“Hands behind your back.” She put her hands behind her back and I grabbed them with my free hand as I fucked her ass and her face harder. I pulled out of her mouth and moved around behind her on the bed with the plug still moving in and out of her ass.
She was half on her side half on her tummy with her left leg bent and the right one straight. I straddled the right leg and drove two fingers into her pussy while steadily widening her ass with the plug that was now deep in her bowels.
I opened her pussy with my fingers and looked inside her before sliding my dick into her warmth. She cried out in pleasure as my cock hit bottom. I spanked her ass a little less harder than the day before and she pushed back for me.
“Cock your ass in the air for me baby. That’s it, good girl.” I pressed down on her left ass cheek and pounded her pussy sideways, leaving the plug sitting in her ass. “I’m going to cum so hard in you baby, fuck!” I could feel it coming but didn’t want it to end. With all the new realizations and my heightened senses where she was concerned, my emotions were out of whack.
I pulled her all the way onto her knees with her stuffed ass in the air and her pussy impaled on my extremely hard cock.
I stroked into her gently from behind with my hand wrapped around her throat as I whispered words of praise and encouragement in her ear.
I told her how proud I was of the way she was taking me so well in her little pussy. I knew I was deep inside where she still had trouble taking me and probably would until I’d fucked her for at least a year, and yet her pussy moved on and off my cock with hardly any resistance and she wasn’t wincing every time I hit bottom.
“Hands stretched out in front of you, face in the mattress.” She fell into position and it sent her ass higher in the air and made my cock sink deeper. “I’m going to do you rough.” That was all the warning she got before I wrapped her ponytail tightly around my wrist, planted my knees firmly and fucked into her.
I looked down at her in total submission and my heart swelled. That weird emotion wrapped around my heart again and squeezed this time, as if saying I’m here, acknowledge me. But I couldn’t. This was just the master and sub game. The same game I’ve been playing since I was eighteen years old. I can’t let it be anything else, anything more. Not now, not ever. But if I was going to give my heart…
I had to bring myself back from the brink, remind myself that this was nothing more than the physical. And so instead of the words that were paving a way up my lungs and burning the back of my tongue, I gave her something else. The only thing I had to give. “Your pussy’s so good baby. I could stay in you all night long.”
With those words her little body pushed back harder into my thrusts and her pussy juiced just a little bit more and I had the wild urge to see her face; to look into her eyes while I took her. Pulling out of her body with care, I placed her on her back and slid back inside going deep until I kissed her womb.
Her pussy closed around me like a warm glove, the feelings so intense I threw my head back as I slow stroked her. When I opened my eyes hers were staring up at me and my heart trembled. As my seed shot out of me and into her, I kissed her forehead as I finally accepted the truth. She had become something more. She was my all. Fucking hell!
I pulled her up into my arms as our bodies shook together in climax and with my arms wrapped tightly, securely around her, I couldn’t deny it any longer. I would die without this girl. But how do I let her in and preserve myself in the process? And how do I turn my sub into my wife?
As our bodies came down to earth once again I rearranged us so that she laid with her head on my chest. I had one arm wrapped around her and the other under my head as I thought of what this all meant. Things were changing so fast, but somehow I think I always knew.
It was going to cause quite a stir I was sure, but I wasn’t worried about what anyone else might say. That shit never mattered to me before, and it damn sure wasn’t going to now, not when it was this important, but what about her? Had things changed for her as well? Or was I still just the man who’d bought her and turned her body into my own pleasure trove?