Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 78696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
I shivered.
“Your queen?” I asked.
I felt him smile against my shoulder blade before he bit it.
My nipples pebbled.
“Your underwear. They had ‘I’m the Queen’ on them,” he answered. “Now tell me what had you tensing up when you were like melted butter in my hands only moments before.”
I laughed.
That was funny.
“Nothing,” I lied.
He got up so abruptly that I didn’t think to move for a few long seconds, but then he was back, pushing my thighs apart as he settled between them once again.
This time sans pants.
“You’re not going to tell me?” He asked, clarifying his question.
I started to roll over.
I wanted to see his face…or at least what I could see of it.
But he stayed my hips by placing one large palm over my ass.
“Stay,” he said. “And answer my question. Honestly this time.”
I bit my lip…not wanting to say anything to piss him off, which meant no lying since he could apparently tell when I was.
But I also didn’t want to bring attention to my shame.
So when the vibrator suddenly entered my pussy, sliding all the way in and not stopping until there was nowhere else to go, I screamed my surprise into my pillow.
“That really the way you want to play it?” He asked.
I couldn’t say this was a bad thing, but when he removed the vibrator completely and said, “I guess I’ll leave then.” I blurted out my biggest shame.
“I stutter when I’m excited!” I yelled, coming up to my knees in an attempt to turn over again.
He stopped me this time by taking both of my arms and yanking them down so he could hold them in between my knees, and I was left feeling a little uneasy.
I’d never been restrained before.
Then again, I’d never experienced this much pleasure before…even if I combined all of my sexual experience.
“So you’re excited?” He asked, once again running the vibrator against the lips of my pussy.
I nodded into the mattress and mumbled, “Y-yes.”
“Good,” he answered, pushing the vibrator into my very ready channel once again.
My eyes closed as I felt myself opening for it.
It felt so good.
So good.
“Did you come on this?” He asked, running his lips down the cheek of my ass.
I didn’t even think about lying.
“Y-yes,” I answered.
“And who did you think about?” He asked, trailing his nose softly across my ass cheek.
I felt the distinct outline of his cock against my leg.
The only thing containing it was the underwear he still had on.
“I thought about you,” I answered truthfully.
He growled something unintelligible and started to fuck me harder with the dildo.
It entered and exited me so smoothly that I couldn’t help but moan in excitement.
“You’ll not do that again,” he said, yanking the vibrator from my sheath.
I heard it hit the ground, vibrator still running.
But I couldn’t find it in myself to care.
Not when I heard the crinkle of a wrapper opening.
A condom wrapper, not a candy wrapper.
Although both were exciting options, one was definitely better than the other. At least at this moment in time.
I felt the head of Griffin’s cock at my entrance before he said, “From now on, it’ll only be me. Got it?”
Did he think I was crazy?
Of course I was going to agree.
“Got it,” I agreed breathlessly.
Not that I would keep that promise.
I mean, how would he know if I ever used it again?
Especially since I didn’t see this happening very often.
He filled me so completely at my agreement that I dropped my head down onto my pillow again.
“Don’t move your hands from here,” he ordered, dropping them so they were resting between our splayed thighs.
His cock was massive, and I couldn’t think about anything but my pussy and how conquered it felt.
I was fairly sure I was dying and going to heaven.
I’d never felt anything so good in my entire life!
And all of this was at the hands of a stranger!
I didn’t even know Griffin’s last name.
Not where he worked.
Not if he had a wife and two and a half kids at home.
What kind of car he drove.
Not one single thing except for him beating up my neighbor.
And that didn’t bother me a single damn bit.
All I cared about right then was the way he was making me feel.
The way his cock filled me so completely that I just knew I’d be sore in the morning.
Can’t sit down kind of sore.
Did I care?
Not a fucking bit.
“Harder,” I gasped.
He chuckled, but nonetheless started to pump even harder inside of me.
That’s when I realized that my legs had slipped open more, and his balls were now rubbing against my hands each time he thrust in and out of me.
I’d never been the type of girl to listen.
Never.
So when I lifted one of my hands up and cupped his balls, he growled low in his throat, shoving into me even harder than before.
“You like it hard, my Queen?” He asked.
“Yessss,” I hissed.
The way his legs slapped against the backs of mine, as well as the way he bottomed out inside of me with each stroke, had my orgasm there even before I could say it.
I clamped down on his cock. Hard.
His hands clenched on my hips.
His balls pulled up, and then he started to grunt as his release emptied out into the tip of the condom.
And I couldn’t help the flicker of disappointment I felt over him no longer being inside of me, but that feeling was immediately overwhelmed when my body took off flying.
My orgasm rippled through me.
My abs clenched.
My head swam.
And I collapsed, knees going out from under me.
He followed me down, grinding himself into me for a few long moments before he pulled out.
I couldn’t find it in me to move, though.
I was too thoroughly sated to deal with turning my head, and when my eyes closed, I didn’t stop them.
Which was how I missed him leaving.
With the vibrator.
***
It wasn’t a dream.
After I placed my feet onto the floor beside my bed, the first thing I saw were my panties.
My cut panties.
The ones that Griffin had slashed from my body.