Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
“So beautiful, Bambina. So fucking wet.” He brings his fingers to my lips, slick with my juices. “Open.”
Once again, his fingers are in my mouth, and I taste myself on them. He withdraws, then lowers them again, dipping them just inside me, moving them up and down through my tingling pussy until I think I’m going to come undone.
“God, that feels so good.” I press my head back into the bed and pull my knees upward, closing my eyes and letting the feelings wash over me.
When I open them again, he pulls his hand away, this time bringing his slick fingers to his own lips. I see the glistening strands of my juices webbing between them, and then he plunges them into his mouth with a low, rumbling moan.
“You realize this is mine.” He looks down at my open legs. “Whatever this is between us, I’ve never felt anything like it. I’ve never tasted anything like you. I’m not letting you go. Your fate is sealed, I’m afraid.”
A crooked grin spreads over his lips as his fingers come back down and press just inside my opening. I gasp as his thumb begins to make circles over my sensitive nub, pushing me closer to the edge.
My mind spins at his words as his fingers push inward until I see him let out a sigh, a low groan rumbling from his chest.
“This little cherry is mine, too. I take care of my things, Bambina. I’m a powerful man. I’m used to getting what I want. And I don’t remember ever wanting anything as much as I want you.”
I feel like I’m in a dream. He’s clearly in a different league than my family and me, but it’s not his wealth or power that interests me. It’s his power over me. It’s this pull I feel in my chest toward him. Like he’s a part of me I never knew I had.
His thumb moves faster over my clit until I feel the tension gather. I open my legs as far as they will go, close my eyes again and explode, whimpering and twisting on the bedding as he strokes me until my orgasm plays out, leaving me panting.
“Good girl. Know how much it pleases me when you cum.”
I nod, unsure what else to do or say, and his eyes look like they are on fire. His gaze is so intense it could be that he’s in heaven or thinking he’s ready to put someone in hell. He oozes calm dominance, and it has me transfixed.
“I don’t even know your last name,” I manage through panting breaths, gripped suddenly by the thought that I’m letting this near-stranger do things to me I’ve never done before. “And you don’t know mine.”
“That is true, my Bambina. I plan to tell you many things, and you will tell me. But last names don’t change anything, do they? You know what I know, there is something here, between us.”
The way the light from the living room cuts across his hard, handsome face is like a message from God, telling me he’s right. His near-black hair is decorated at the temples with a bit of silver, even though he doesn’t look old enough to be gray, but it only makes him even sexier to me. His chest is hard, arms and upper body thick, and I see just the right amount of dark body hair running down his torso forming an arrow pointing down toward his incredible cock.
“Know I will always take care of you. That means many things, but be sure it also means your pleasure belongs to me. I will give it, I will take it, I will require many things from you, but I will always put you first. Always.”
A shiver shakes me as he leans in, his fingers leaving my pussy and sliding to my legs as he lowers his face.
Tension grips between my legs as he kisses his way down my inner thigh until I feel like I’m going to fly apart into a million pieces.
As soon as his mouth connects, I’m tumbling into another orgasm so intense everything goes black. There is no sound except the buzzing inside my head as heated bliss engulfs me and leaves me breathless and quivering.
I release my grip on my legs, my arms flailing out at my sides then down to touch his head, the source of this wicked pleasure.
Distantly, I’m aware that I’m screaming, but I can’t hear myself. It’s as though my brain has been rewired somehow, and it’s his mouth creating this euphoric, electric chaos inside of me.
My pussy contracts and releases, riding out the waves of bliss as I move my hands out and hold onto the bedding, amazed at how I came so easily with him. Even when I try to play with myself, it takes a long time if it happens at all.