Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 104395 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 418(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104395 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 418(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
“That’s it, Jill. When I come, you come,” I say, running my hand over the tip. “Look at me and this long, hard cock waiting for you to beg.”
She shakes her head. “I’ve never done this—”
“Focus on the feeling,” I interject.
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” she says. “It’s not allowed—”
“Like hell it isn’t,” I growl. “We’re not kids anymore. We’re grown adults now. We can do whatever the fuck we want. Fuck your parents and fuck what they taught you. I decide what’s allowed now.”
She gulps, visibly shaken. But she doesn’t ever stop touching herself, not even as she doubts the very thing she clearly enjoys so much.
“Now play with yourself until you feel the heat rise and let it go,” I say. “Just like when I strung you up from the ceiling and licked you until you screamed.”
“Oh, God,” she murmurs, the sheer memory making goose bumps appear on her skin.
A dirty grin spreads on my lips. I know she remembers. It’s impossible to forget what I did … and what I can do to her if she’d only let me.
I’m so turned on by what she’s doing to herself, by how she’s looking at my dick with carnal hunger in her eyes, I’m struggling to keep it together. Until she finally lets go of that moan she’s been holding for so long, and a gush of wetness flows out of her.
I groan along with her and let myself go. My seed squirts out in huge jets, right onto her body. It splatters all over her legs and hands and onto her pussy she tried so hard to keep pristine. Tainted by yours truly, a devious mark of ownership.
And when I’m done spraying her with my cum, I release myself and march up to her with it dangling half-hard between my legs. Her eyes can barely focus on anything else but the ring going through the tip, but I’m way more interested in her heavy breathing.
“You came …” I murmur, and when she can’t even look at me without blushing, I tip up her chin and make her look. “Did it feel good, bunny?”
She nods, embarrassed I’d even ask.
But I don’t let her look away. “Now you know why your parents tried to stop you from even trying.” I lean in to whisper into her ear, “And I’ll make you do this over and over again until you get the point.”
She sucks in a breath. “Why?”
“Because I want you, and everyone else you know, to know you’re mine.” When I lean back again, the wicked grin on my face sets her off.
“You’re a vile human being,” she says. “You only did that so my family would hear?”
Hmm … I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t true.
But it’s not the only truth.
“What do you think?” I reply.
I can’t help myself.
I have to always taunt her. Something about her enraged face gets me wild.
But she shoves me aside and jumps off the sink.
She attempts to grab a tissue, but I snatch her wrist. “No.”
She frowns. “I’m covered in your jizz.”
“Exactly. Mine.”
We stare at each other for a moment.
I lean in, and say, “And I want everyone to know.”
“I can’t go out there like this.”
Bending over, I grab her panties and slide them up her legs, taking it agonizingly slow so she feels my fingers as I touch her thighs and pull the panties up, sealing the deal when they cover her pussy.
With a snap, they secure in place, right on top of the warm, salty, dripping cum. And I plant my hand on top and rub it in nicely, making her squirm from my touch.
“My fucking bunny … and no one else’s.”
“All this … because of your need to prove yourself,” she says through gritted teeth. She pushes past me, patting down her dress in a hurry. “I can’t believe I just did that. Never fucking mind.” She barges toward the door.
What the fuck is she talking about? Proving myself?
Fuck, that’s not the only reason, though I am damn fucking proud of myself that I managed to get her to finger herself and that I didn’t try to destroy her.
“Where are you going?” I ask. “Dinner isn’t over yet.”
“Away from you and your stupid games. I should’ve known better than to think you could ever change.”
“Change?” I scoff. “When did I ever give that impression?”
“You didn’t,” she says, clutching the handle. “But I was dumb and thought maybe, just maybe, if I gave in and did what you wanted, you could’ve been more like your brother.”
My eyes begin to twitch, and the smile on my face from seconds ago vanishes into thin air.
But before I can even say a motherfucking word, she’s already exited the door and left me to seethe in my own bubbling rage.
Chapter 19
Jill
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I don’t even say goodbye to my family or tell anyone where I’m going before I march out the front door. What am I supposed to tell them? I don’t even know where I’m going. I just needed to get away from there. Away from the situation. Away from … him.