Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
He slid my panties to one side and stroked between the lips of my sex. The first touch across my clit is like sweet Heaven. I don’t want him to stop, but Ive’s got other ideas. He moves down, going toward the opening of my pussy, and circles my entrance.
Ive pushed one finger inside me. Just the one, and I moan. It’s a little tight and I’m not used to having anything inside me, but I feel Ive, and he feels … so … amazing. I don’t want him to stop. Sinking my teeth into my lip, I close my eyes, and I just feel the moment. A second finger is added.
“Am I hurting you?” he asked.
“No.”
“Good.”
The third finger was a little tighter, but that didn’t take away from the pleasure. I don’t care how tight it is, or the slight edge of pain. All I want is this man.
Ive growled and as I open my eyes, I see him seconds before he takes possession of my lips. The feel of his lips on mine, and his fingers in my pussy is so good, I don’t want it to stop.
He twisted his fingers and his thumb begins to stroke my clit, and that takes everything into another dimension. Breaking the kiss, I let out a cry.
Ive’s lips traveled down my neck and his teeth sink into the flesh of my neck. Each touch sent me higher. I could feel my orgasm was close and then Ive pulled away. His hand pulled out of my pussy. It was so sudden that I could only sit there on the pool table.
I was about to ask him what was going on but then I grabbed his hand, and we were out of the game room. I’m not sure where we were going, but then I saw the warning sticky note I attached to his door.
We step into his office, and Ive doesn’t waste any time. Within seconds his desk is empty as he swipes his arm across, spilling pens, clips, a stapler, and even a phone, off the top.
I replace those items.
I’m actually relieved, because I feel the pool table would have hurt my back with the edge being somewhat higher than the main table.
Within seconds, Ive’s got me naked, and his mouth has replaced his fingers at my core. I was so close to orgasm before, but now as his tongue continues to work its magic, I know I’m only seconds away from coming. I’m so close.
His hands spread the lips of my sex open while his tongue dances across my clit, then down toward my cunt. He fucks me with his tongue, once, twice, and after the third, he pushed his fingers back inside me. In and out. I’m so slick. I can feel my own juice leaking out of my pussy, traveling toward my anus. I’m so close.
Ive sends me over the edge, and I scream his name as I come, hard. It’s such an unexpected release. How can anyone hate an orgasm? It’s the best feeling in the world.
Ive’s not done with me, though, and I don’t want him to be done. He stands up, and I look up at him as his hands roam over my body. I’m all his. I belong to this man.
“Whenever you feel this is too much, you have to tell me to stop,” he said.
“I don’t want to stop.”
“You’re not to be afraid of me.”
“I won’t be.”
“You know what I’m capable of.”
Yes, I did.
“And yet you’re not afraid?” he asked.
“No.” I’m not. How odd is that? “I’m not afraid.” I don’t know if I’d ever be afraid of Ive.
Maybe if he turned that temper onto me, but for now, never.
He pressed his cock against my core. I felt the hard ridge and then he wrapped his fingers around my neck. There was absolutely no pressure, but the threat was there. I look into his eyes, and I don’t know how I know, but I just know he’s not going to hurt me.
“You won’t hurt me,” I said.
“And why won’t I hurt you?”
“Because I’m your wife and I swore my loyalty to you and to your boss.” I leaned up and pressed my lips to his. “I’m all yours.”
“Where the fuck did you come from?” he asked, seconds before his lips slammed down on mine.
I wrapped my arms around him. I don’t have a clue where I came from, to be honest. Cassie and Rage never talked about my mother. Neither did my father. All I know is that all my life, my father hated me. But I push those memories aside. They have no room here. They will never be welcome while I’m with Ive.
He reached down between us and I feel him move to my entrance. At first, it’s just the tip, and then slowly he moves inside me, inch by inch. I’m not sure I can handle the torture of how slowly he moved, but I grit my teeth, wait, and then moan as he starts to thrust in and out. Slow at first, then he speeds up until he’s driving inside me.