Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22754 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22754 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
His chair had no arms on, so it was easy to move her to straddle his lap.
Holding his cock, Noelle helped him as her cunt swallowed his cock, and he sank inside her.
Evil wanted her pregnant. That was why he kept on fucking her. He wanted her knocked up so he could have a reason to keep her. Noelle was flighty. He got that. Commitment made her afraid. Trusting people terrified her.
She had to know that she could trust him. He wasn’t going anywhere. Evil was going to be the one constant in her life at all times.
Moving his hands to her ass, he pulled her down.
“You’re not going anywhere, Noelle. I’ll take care of you. You don’t have to worry.” He lifted her and pulled her back down. Up and down, he worked her pussy over his dick. It wasn’t enough.
He tore open her blouse and stared at her magnificent tits. They were full and ripe. Evil flicked the catch, and they spilled out.
Evil loved front-closing bras. Taking one of her nipples into his mouth, he put his hands back on her ass and worked her pussy over his dick.
All he could think about was shooting his cum deep inside her womb and getting her pregnant. That was what he wanted. To knock her up. To make her completely his. Noelle was his in every single way.
His name spilled from her lips.
He was so close, and as he came, he fucking prayed that she would have his kid.
****
Noelle was bored.
Evil had left her at his penthouse suite while he’d gone and dealt with some business.
Everything was clean. She couldn’t go around cleaning what was already clean, seeing as she’d been the one to do that already.
She wore one of his shirts, as well as a pair of his sweatpants. Evil hadn’t given her time to protest.
He’d been licking her pussy when his cell phone had buzzed. Whatever it was, it had been important for him to leave midway through, promising to take care of her needs when he came home.
Noelle leaned against the kitchen counter. Arnold was on the main door, and when she opened it a couple of hours ago, he begged her not to do anything stupid. He warned her that Evil would only be tested so far, and it wasn’t about testing Evil.
At his country home, she had been clawing the walls as she wanted to go outside. In his penthouse suite, he did still take her with him when he wasn’t doing his evil work.
She spread her arms out across the counter and stared straight ahead of her.
Evil was so confusing at times. On the one hand, he wanted to protect her and talked about ownership, but it was never love.
How far was this going to go? Was it a bit of fun? Was he scratching an itch she’d created inside him?
So many questions. All of which were driving her to distraction.
Growling, she stepped away from the counter and instead made her way into his bedroom. The sheets were still a mess, but then he’d been determined to spend the whole day screwing her. That was what he said.
Noelle nibbled on her lip, feeling the little devil on her shoulder. On the cabinet beside the bed was her cell phone.
“Don’t do it,” Noelle said.
Even as she said it to herself, she stripped out of his clothes and then climbed onto the bed. Her hands shook a little, but she still reached for her cell phone.
It would be so easy to call him, but then he’d hang up.
Her head was screaming at her to just leave him alone, but being locked in his penthouse suite, horny, confused, and in a very teasing mood, Noelle clicked on the video call.
She waited.
He had a choice to ignore her.
Noelle licked her lips, and then she smiled as Evil accepted her call. His face came onto the screen.
“Noelle, what’s the matter?” he asked. “Is everything okay? I haven’t had a call from Arnold.”
He kept on talking, not giving her a chance to say anything, so she lifted the camera so he could see her lying completely naked in his bed.
That did shut him up. Evil moved. His face suddenly became the intricate weave of his suit jacket. All of that ink and muscle combined within a suit was just wrong. There was no locking Evil away. He was here to stay.
“Noelle, what are you doing?” he asked.
“Well, you locked me in your tower again, alone and horny, and you didn’t finish what you started. I began to miss you.” She ran her hand down from her neck, going toward her tits. She gave her left breast a massage, tweaking the nipple before moving to her right and touching herself. “And, with nothing to do, and you just a phone call away, and leaving me like this, I figured it was only fair that I let you know how much I hate waiting. How much I hate having to do this.”