Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31720 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31720 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
I watch him in the mirror. I expect his eyes to be on my ass, but they immediately lock with mine.
“Aren’t you going to take a look?” I run my tongue across my lips, wondering if he’ll push me to my knees again and make me take him into my mouth. The thought alone makes me wet between my thighs. “Uncle Gilly,” I gasp. No sooner than the tease slips past my lips, his hand comes down on my ass.
“You’re a little brat.” He yanks the thong down my thighs before he uses one of his knees to spread my legs as far as they can go with the thong at my knees.
“That’s not your problem,” I remind him as I push my ass backwards, unable to help myself. My own desire is now coating the inside of my thighs.
“Oh, but it is.” His hand slides down my ass. The roughness of his palm and fingers only drive me to want more. “So wet.” He groans when his hand reaches my sex. “Did you get this wet when you sucked my cock?” I nod, unable to answer as he starts to push a finger inside me. He doesn't go in deep. I watch him in the mirror as he moves his finger around.
“What are you doing?” I need him to do more, or I’m going to explode. His finger stops. his eyes once again locking with mine in the mirror. “Finding out that you’re not only a brat but a little liar too.” He pulls his fingers back out. I bite the inside of my cheek so I don’t protest. I refuse to give him the satisfaction.
“And what did I lie about?” I ask.
He brings his finger to his mouth and sucks it clean. A groan rumbles from him as he gets a taste of me.
He reaches for his belt, undoing his pants. I watch his cock spring free. He strokes himself. “You have a hymen.”
My mouth falls open.
“I felt it.” Is he about to take it? I don’t get the chance to ask. He drops to his knees, burying his face between my legs from behind, his tongue thrusting inside me over and over before going for my clit. The sensation is more than I can bear.
“Gilly.” I grip the counter, about to come, but he pulls back. “No!” I whimper. He stands. Tears sting at my eyes. He’s not doing this to me again, is he?
“Don’t tease me about other men having you.” He guides the head of his cock to my entrance, pressing inside of me only a little. His arm wraps around me, his hand going between my thighs from the front.
His fingers go for my clit. He places them there but doesn’t move them.
“Please,” I beg, no longer caring if I sound desperate or not. I need him.
“Remember this,” he grits out before he finally gives me what I need. It doesn’t take long to fall apart with how on edge I am. With a few touches of his rough fingers to the bundle of nerves, I’m flying into pleasure. My sex locks down around the head of his cock.
Gilly groans loudly as warmth explodes through me. It takes me a second to realize what he’s done.
He came inside me.
11
GILLY
I stride into the dining room, my heart pounding and my mind in a spin. What have I done? I’ve gone too far, that’s what. I came inside her, my cock giving in to her wet heat as I fingered her to orgasm. Just the memory of it sends another jolt of heat to my cock.
Antonio raises a brow at me.
I’m sure my skin is still flushed, my demeanor shattered, but it’s not like I can explain why to him. I give him a short shake of my head.
His gaze lingers for another moment before he turns back to whatever prep school twat has his attention.
I go to the sideboard and fix myself a drink, then rethink it and make it a double. After downing it, I make another. Once it’s burning down my throat, the door to the dining room opens again.
My body goes taut. I already know who it is. I always do. Carina is in my blood, like a whisper always at the edge of my hearing. I can sense her.
The room takes a collective breath as she swans in, her head held high. “Sorry I’m late, fellas.” She gives a smug smile, her gaze skirting across me.
Angelica hurries to her. “So beautiful!” she exclaims.
Angelica is right. Carina is gorgeous. But the prettiest part of her is the cream pie I left between her thighs. She may have cleaned up in the powder room, but she couldn’t get rid of all of me. I’m inside her. She’s marked with my cum, my scent. That thought gives me a smug satisfaction of my own.