The Naughty List Read Online Jade West

Categories Genre: BDSM, Erotic, Kink, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 176002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 880(@200wpm)___ 704(@250wpm)___ 587(@300wpm)
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Damn, I love his filth. This is what I wanted. I can’t deny it. I don’t want soft and gentle. I want rough. Fierce. Out of control.

Maybe Ella and Holly aren’t so different after all…

I hook two fingers inside from each hand, and stretch my pussy open in front of him, making a speculum out of them. If he wants a submissive bitch, I’ll gladly be his sweet little fuck doll. That’s what I want to be. I want to be his sweet little fuck doll.

“Wider,” he says, “I know you can take the stretch. I’ve read your reviews, Ella.”

I hitch my legs back, take a breath, and then I give it everything, hooking my fingers deep and stretching myself so much it fucking hurts.

“That’s better,” he says. “Just like that. Don’t move, you understand? No matter what, don’t you fucking move. You want to play hardcore, I’ll give you hardcore.”

My heart is pounding and my pussy is aching as he lowers himself and laps his pierced tongue over my raw clit. It makes me start, takes my breath, and it takes every scrap of my restraint to keep my fingers still. It would be so easy to take hold of his head and beg for more.

I cry out as he uses his tongue like a horny weapon against my clit, so much fiercer as he swirls around, his piercing catching every time. He’s just too fucking good. My breaths are ragged, and my fingers are strained, trying to keep their position in my slick wet pussy.

I groan when he stops, no contact, just his hot breaths on my pulsing clit.

I brace myself for a fresh assault, but no. The gentlest of touches – metal against my exposed clit – and a shudder runs through me. He teases, lapping, twisting, sucking, and I can’t take much more. My fingers are trembling, slippery. I can’t stand it.

“What did I say?” he asks when I shuffle.

“You said don’t move, and I’m trying. I’m trying, but you’re not making it easy.”

“Then maybe it’s time for me to take over,” he says, “keep nice and still.”

My arms are aching, my pussy aching more, but I keep still, keep it stretched wide.

He holds up two fingers of each hand and my eyes close as he pushes them into my gaping hole.

“You can let go now,” he tells me and I do, gasping as my pussy closes on his fingers instead of mine.

“Beautiful,” he says as he stretches me again. “Now clench for me. As hard as you can. Crush my fingers. I need to know what your pussy can take.”

“I’ll take anything you give me.”

He smirks, his expression dirty as fuck.

“Again, you’ve no idea what you’re asking for.”

I squeeze as hard as I can to close my pussy around his fingers, but it makes no difference. His fingers don’t budge. He’s too strong, and I’ve got no chance.

“Come on, Ella, do it. Fight against the stretch,” he says, and I grit my teeth, giving it more. Still he keeps me spread, looking so damn cocksure as he does it, in full control. “Have you any idea how fucking hot it is to see your cunt straining? Come on, give it some more for me. Harder.”

Oh, what a battle. I clench like crazy, trying to grip his fingers in a vice, but he won’t let me. I feel the wetness pouring out between my legs, and my pussy squelches as I fight him.

“That’s it,” he says. “Keep going. Tighter.”

“I can’t,” I tell him.

“Yes, you can, and I know it. Believe me, baby. You can’t fool me. Harder. Fight like you fucking mean it.”

At his words, my resilience notches up a gear. I raise myself onto my elbows, and brace my feet on the rug, and then I give it everything. I try to close my pussy, every muscle straining against his stretch, and when I’m grunting with the pressure, lost to everything but the clench, he moves like a snake, and switches to one hand – thrusting all four fingers in deep, right to the knuckles.

It’s so intense, I cry out.

“Don’t stop fighting,” he says. “Show me how tight your cunt is. Crush my fucking fingers, and grip them tight. Don’t let me fuck you with them.”

“Fucking hell, Josh!”

I’ve never been in such a battle like this before – his fingers trying to force their way into my pussy as I struggle against them. Even CNC play doesn’t come close. Josh goes deeper as I spit curses, and I’m clenching so hard, it hurts. I’m still fighting the stretch but I’m losing, my muscles clamping like we’re in an inverted fucked up game of tug of war. He’s forcing his way inside me like a beast as I grit my teeth. FUCK. Then his fingers… they move. Another snake move, so fucking slick. He hooks them. Right against the spot.


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