Total pages in book: 187
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
She tears the pillow away again, and my nostrils suck in the oxygen like they’re addicted. And you know what? Maybe I fucking am.
“Don’t get cocky now,” she says, lifting her hips.
“How could I not when I have you on my lap?” I respond.
Another blush forms on her cheeks, and she grips the pillow again, but she’s not just using it to choke me. She’s using it to hide her own feelings.
“Wait,” I say.
“What?” She holds up the pillow. “Thought you wanted this?”
“I do, but …” I sigh. “God, I wish I could touch you right now.”
Her eyes narrow. “Then why did you tie yourself up?”
I swallow, gazing at my own dripping hardness, which is begging to be fucked. But I know if I lie now to get it over with, she’ll never give herself to me. “I tied myself up because you looked at me with such fear in your eyes … and I finally realized why.”
She frowns.
“You like me. And it scares you.”
Her eyes widen in shock, and my heart skips a beat.
“It’s okay to admit it,” I say, whimpering when she slides over my tip with her slit. “It’s only natural to fall for someone as handsome as me.”
Her jaw drops. “Why you—” She smothers me with the pillow again, shoving it into my face so hard I truly can’t breathe, and fuck me, is it making me want to spurt my load all over this room.
When she pulls it away again, I feel like I’m sucking in a breath for years. “Have you always been this arrogant?”
“Darling, what else do I have to offer but my looks and charm?”
“Do you really think that’s the only thing?” she says, tilting her head.
“My dick,” I groan. “I can offer you that.”
She rolls her eyes. “You can fight. You’re honest. You’re reliable. Or you were …”
“Reliable when you know how to twist me around your finger,” I respond, raising a brow. “Now let me feel you, darling,” I groan, twisting around. “Before I rip through these chains.”
She giggles and settles back down on the tip, sliding in deeper and deeper, each time faster than before, the feeling heavenly and beyond this world. When I first met her, I wondered why those boys were obsessed with her, but I get it now.
“F-fuck, just like that,” I groan.
She rolls her hips around, and her hand dips between her thighs. She touches herself while riding me, and my wrists strain against the metal that holds me down.
Why did I think this was a good idea? God, I want to run my fingers down her body so badly.
“Hmm … you like when I touch myself, don’t you?” she murmurs, circling her slit.
“Oh, fuck yes,” I reply, biting my lip but not too harsh because I don’t want to break the skin and destroy my pretty lips.
“More than you like touching me?”
She pulls the chain around my neck, and it tightens the noose.
I gulp. “I have no choice.”
“Right … because you wanted to tie yourself up to protect me,” she says, abruptly stopping to lean in and hover over my lips so dangerously close I can almost taste her. “But haven’t I told you …” Her lips brush mine, and I’m nearly close enough to kiss her. Just barely, and she knows. She’s purposely drawing out my hunger, and fuck me, am I famished for those beautiful lips.
Her eyes burst open just to watch me suffer. “I’m not scared of anyone.”
She grabs the pillow and stuffs it into my face, but I can still feel her ride me, still hear her fingers play with herself.
Her moans reverberate through the room and my ears, and my breathing grows rapid while she uses me to her heart’s content. I can’t breathe, can’t even think, as her pussy begins to contract around my shaft, and her body quakes on top of me.
But I am unable to see the beauty of her last moan as she comes all over me.
I pulsate inside her, cum shooting out along with my stifled moans, and I almost faint from sheer exhaustion.
She pulls the pillow away just in time, and my eyelids rapidly blink like a wild animal after it’s been hunted in the dark. She’s already lifted herself off me, but I can’t focus on anything as the only thing I see are tits right up in my face. I tilt my head, desperate to lick her nipples, but she’s just out of reach as she leans over to grab something off my nightstand … and out of the first drawer.
My eyes widen.
Her phone.
Fuck, I forgot it was there.
She leans back and hovers near my ear, her breath sending goose bumps down my spine all over, as she whispers, “I hope you enjoyed the nonexistent show.”
My eyes narrow, but she still gets off me, and I’m left utterly confused.