Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Fuck.
He told me I wasn’t allowed to come while I was here. At least not without his permission.
My fingers slip away from my pussy and I groan, not sure whether I can willingly break Heath’s rules, even if he never finds out about it.
I’ll be thinking about him, anyway. So does it really matter?
Hesitantly, my fingers find their way back to my swollen clit. I shut my eyes and ignore the blare of my internal alarm. I know this is wrong, but I can’t help myself. Every circle my fingertips trace around my clit gets me closer until I’m gasping for the release he doesn’t want me to have.
And it’s unfair. Really fucking unfair. He gets to come all he wants, but not me. Not even when I’m humiliating myself by getting off to the thought of my captor. For that alone, I should let myself have this orgasm.
I press my fingers into my cunt stubbornly. A smile tugs on the corners of my lips as I fuck my wet hole. Every thrust of my three fingers feels invasive, making me gasp aloud. If I close my eyes tightly enough, I can almost feel him next to me. Watching me. His eyes sliding over my body as I debase myself for him.
I can almost imagine him watching me now, his hand sliding behind his belt to feel the growing thickness in his boxers, the one only I can evoke.
Despite wanting to deny it, we both know there’s something tethering us together - a string that neither of us will sever.
I’m getting dangerously close, my body arching and my lips parting to allow whispers to float from my mouth. I’m so desperate my vision is narrowing and I’m feeling the orgasm erupt from within me.
“Fuck.”
My lips pucker into a moan, and my hips arch off the bed. I aim my fingers just right, desperately licking my other hand and pressing it to my clit. I’m so close. So fucking close I can feel myself throbbing before it even happens.
I could stop right now.
I should stop right now.
I don’t.
The first scream rips itself from my lips just as a hand wraps around my throat and another forces my hand off my pussy.
“Heath,” I wheeze through his fingers clenched around my neck.
His name dies on my lips, along with my breath. I struggle against him when another wave of my orgasm hits me hard. I flail, falling back on the bed and moaning his name again.
“What the hell, Sunshine?”
There’s that nickname again. The one that used to make me weak all those years ago.
He doesn’t let go of me, but his fingers loosen their grip as I struggle to breathe. I inhale deeply, clawing at him to get him off, but to no avail.
“Did you just come without permission?”
“N-No,” I whisper, finally pushing him off.
“You did, you little slut.”
His eyes look wild. I wonder if this has something to do with the white powder I saw him using in his study. I thrash on the bed, trying to get away, but he grabs me by the hips and pulls me back as I squirm.
“You’re not going anywhere,” he tells me. “Not before I teach you a lesson. And just for disobeying me, you can kiss your orgasms goodbye for a full month.”
“A month?” I glare at him. “You can’t do that to me.”
“Fucking watch me, Rain. I’m doing it, and I’m going to fucking enjoy it, too.”
My mind is racing. I’m still coming down from the orgasm, but I’m also curious how he intends on keeping me from coming for a full month. Surely I’ll be returned to Xavier before that happens. But the thought that Heath doesn’t seem to think so is making my head spin.
Is he going to keep me? Does he want me to stay here with him?
How would it change my life? A certain improvement, but Xavier would never go for it. There’s no way he will give me up.
“Now, I think I should show you just how badly you’ve fucked up.”
“Why?” I whine as he pulls me closer to him on the bed.
Spreading my legs wide, Heath kisses the insides of my thighs and makes me shiver. I’m trembling all over, goosebumps erupting in the path Heath is kissing down my skin.
“Because you need to be taught a lesson,” he mutters against my skin before his lips sink between my legs, making me moan. “You need to be shown how a good girl should behave.”
I whimper as he kisses my clit, his tongue darting out between his lips and making circles around my most sensitive spot with its tip. I’m seeing stars again and he’s barely just started. But Heath seems determined not to let me have the release I crave so badly.
His tongue swirls around, creating patterns I’m eager to commit to memory because they feel so fucking good. It feels almost wrong to have this much pleasure. I feel like I don’t deserve it, and he reminds me of that every time he stops just as I’m about to orgasm.