Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 110771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Holy crap.
“I… um…” Damn it. “I’m on my—”
“We’ll leave your tampon in, but you’re going to come on my tongue, baby. Understand?”
I nod my head. I don’t really. All of this is new, but I want it, so I wisely agree.
“Now, play with them, but keep your eyes on me. I want to see your face as I’m giving you pleasure. I want to watch you as you climax.”
Oh God.
“Okay.”
I may agree, but my movements are stilted. I feel embarrassed and I don’t know how to overcome that. I mean, I know how to play with my breasts. When you want sex but don’t have anyone in your life that you want it from, you learn self-pleasure quickly. Still, this is all new. I make small movements, hopefully doing enough not to upset Marco. I watch as he pulls my panties down. I bite my lip and resist the urge to cover myself.
“Fuck,” he hisses under his breath and for a minute I panic, afraid I’ve done something wrong—or that he doesn’t like what he sees.
“Um…” If ever there was a place for ‘um’ it would be here.
“You’re bare,” he purrs. “All except for this one small strip.” As he speaks, his fingers lightly touch it, brushing against the fine hair that I left. It sends chills over my body, but these are the good kind of chills, the ones that make you weak in the knees.
“Please,” I whimper when his fingers move to caress against my seam. He’s so close, but not where I need him the most.
He hitches his hands under my knees and then moves me so that I’m angled to the side of the bed. My legs are pulled apart and his body is between them. He doesn’t look up. Instead, his strong hands pull the lips of my pussy apart and he just stares, taking me in.
“Who does this pussy belong to, Princess?”
“You,” I whisper.
His gaze comes to me and there’s a wicked glint in his eyes. “Who does your pussy belong to?” he asks again as his fingers press between the lips of my pussy.
My muscles clench as I wiggle under his touch.
“You,” I respond again.
His eyes deepen in color. I wonder if I’m seeing things and then, I know I’m not because his hand flattens out, lifts and slaps down on my pussy. I blink not sure what just happened. Pleasure is slamming through me. I feel my body reacting, my body feels as if it’s on fire.
“Please,” I whimper, not sure what I’m begging for, only knowing that Marco can give it to me.
In response, he spanks my pussy again and this time it feels so good I buck under him, trying to get his hand to come back so I can ride it.
“Who does this pussy belong to, Princess?” he asks again.
“You, Daddy,” I confess.
My breath is coming in short gasps, so desperate for him that I can barely think.
“That’s my girl. Now you get a reward,” he croons.
I bite down on my lip moaning as I feel his fingers sliding through my wet folds. That feels good, really good. I watch as he leans down and then his tongue moves against my clit. He sucks it into his mouth and my eyes nearly roll back in my head as I feel that. So hot, wet, and when he increases the pressure, it makes my entire body spasm. His hands move under my ass, lifting me up as his fingers sink into my skin with a biting force that makes me moan.
“Oh God,” I groan as his face presses against my center, his mouth and tongue torturing my clit until I think I might go insane.
“Pinch your nipples, let me see you play with them,” he growls.
I’m too far gone for embarrassment now. I do exactly as he orders.
“That’s my baby,” he hums against my clit as his tongue flattens, lashing the throbbing mound of flesh before sucking it back into his mouth.
I’m going to come. I can feel it building. I keep working my breasts, doing exactly as he ordered and, with his help, I’m grinding my pussy against his face. My eyes close as sensation after sensation crashes over me in waves.
“I can…” I stop to take another ragged breath. “Feel it.”
“That’s it, Ena. Come for Daddy.” His words are like a snarl, and that is sexy because I know he’s barely holding onto his control, too. After saying that, he bites down on my clit. With that short burst of pain, I’m lost. My climax crashes through me with the force of a hurricane. I stiffen my body and then let it go. “Look at me!” he demands.
My eyes snap open and I tilt my head to see Marco, my ass lifted up so that my pussy is right there at his face. His fingers are massaging my clit. He looks ferocious—a man possessed. He’s also beautiful. “You’re mine now, Helena. You’re never leaving me. You will wait for me. Say it.”