Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
The one he paid off the hotel manager to have the occupants moved to another room under the guise of a ‘plumbing issue’ so we could have the biggest suite in the resort.
There’s the soft sound of clothing being removed as I crane my neck to look, seeing my husband stripping himself, keeping his eyes pinned on my upturned behind.
“So pretty. Reach around, pull yourself apart for me, wife. I want to see everything.”
I swallow the lump in my throat, for a second wondering if this is all some hallucinogenic dream. But then I remember the Crème Brule and there’s no way that wasn’t real.
And the orgasms.
Oh, dear God, the orgasms.
I settle my face and shoulders onto the softness of the white sheets covering the sumptuous mattress and ease my hands behind me.
The logistics of doing what he says make for an awkward grunt and a twist of my hips, but when he appears to the side of the bed in all his erect glory, God, how I want to please him.
“That’s my girl. Tug those luscious ass cheeks apart for me. I already had the pleasure of taking one hole, but tonight, I’m going to take the other. Your pussy’s still wrecked from having your cherry ripped apart, so I’m going to teach you that your ass getting fucked can be just as fun.”
“No way,” I mumble into the bedding as I dig my fingertips into my soft flesh. “That’s impossible.”
Tor steps to the edge of the bed, running his fingers down the indent of my spine, making me hiss and tense as goosebumps rise wherever he touches.
“When it comes to you and me, nothing is impossible. You took a man that vowed to never take a ring on his finger or put one on another and pussy whipped him into marrying you in the matter of two days. That’s like moving a fucking mountain, baby. So, getting my dick in your ass doesn't seem like such a stretch.”
He releases a dark chuckle, and the pun is not lost on me.
“I’ll take all night if necessary,” he growls, stepping back toward the end of the bed, his fingers drifting down to the small of my back, then resting just above where my ass cheeks start rubbing now in a slow, firm circle.
That simple touch makes me tense down deep, a flutter from my clit making my eyes roll back.
“They say this spot right here…” He continues the languid movements of his fingertips in a circular motion. “Is connected to the nerve endings that run to that little nub of pleasure I enjoyed so much earlier today.”
“Oh God.” It’s like he’s touching me in both places. I’ve never heard of this magical spot, but what he’s saying sure feels true.
I’m soaked, slick warmth coating my inner thighs as I arch and cry out, the sound of Tor’s other hand working the flesh on his erection back and forth, back and forth, breaking through my fog of lust.
“I’ve never been inside an ass before, baby. We’re going to lose our butt fuck cherries together. Isn’t that sweet? On our wedding night.”
I glance back to see him spit into his palm, massaging the swollen head then going back to the short, quickening strokes of the thick girth.
“I’ll make sure you are good and slick. You’re making a lot of lube for us, baby, then I’ll spit on your asshole and still, I’ll add a few squirts of that cherry flavored pleasure gel I found in the love kit in the bathroom. I’ll always take care of you, baby.”
I’m close to the edge when his fingers lift from my back then reappear in a sharp pinch on my throbbing clit, and a gush of wet heat leaks from my opening.
“You just filled my palm, baby. I knew you were a good girl the moment I saw you. Your body wants this dick in your ass. It’s answering all my questions for you.”
All I do is make some animal-like grunting sound as he toys with that sensitive bundle of nerves then slides the flats of his fingers through my wetness, gathering it and re-homing it to its new tingling destination on the tight dark opening of my ass.
“I don’t think I can. You’re too big.”
“I’m just right.” He releases a pained groan as his fist moves faster on his length, the pressure from one of his fingers on the tight muscle making me squeeze my eyes shut, drawing my lips tight to my teeth. “You’re safe, baby. Just breathe. When I’m with you, you’ll always be safe.”
I let myself be swept away into the fantasy of the last two days while Tor’s hands leave my body, then return, the bed dips under his weight as something cold drips into the crack above my back entrance.