Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 127201 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 636(@200wpm)___ 509(@250wpm)___ 424(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 127201 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 636(@200wpm)___ 509(@250wpm)___ 424(@300wpm)
I throw my head back against the loveseat, the undeniable pleasure rocking through me as Caesar uses his hand to hold me still.
My hips jolt, and as the wild satisfaction pulses through my body, Caesar truly gets to work. His tongue rolls over my clit as his fingers massage my walls, splitting, circling, and driving me wild until it becomes physically impossible to keep still.
I reach down between my thighs, knotting my fingers into his hair, and as that familiar coil begins tightening inside of me at a pace I couldn’t possibly be prepared for, I realize I don’t have long before I detonate.
His fingers inside me are my undoing, and as he curls them just right, my back arches off the loveseat, tightening my grip in his hair. How is it possible for this man to work me so well? Before him, I’d never experienced anything so raw or full of passion, so especially wild and intense. It’s everything.
He eats my pussy like it’s his favorite meal, giving me everything I’ve been needing, and more than making up for the lost time over these past six weeks.
The coil tightens and tightens, everything squeezing and clenching within me, and as his tongue continues its delicious torture, I explode, unable to hold on to it a second longer. My orgasm tears through my body, blinding me with pure unadulterated pleasure, pulsing through my veins until my fingers and toes are clenched and I’m crying out in sweet agony.
“OH, GOD, CAESAR! YES!”
He’s relentless, and even when my thighs squeeze around his head, he still doesn’t give up working my cunt. My walls ferociously spasm around his thick fingers, and my whole body jolts with desperation.
My high goes on and on, rocking through every inch of me and filling me with the sweetest pleasure, my back arches right off the loveseat as my soul leaves my goddamn body, hovering somewhere up above me.
It’s intense and all-consuming, and as I finally reach my peak, I’m frantically gasping for air. Caesar takes pity on me, easing up and allowing me to come back to earth, and I swear, I feel the very moment my soul comes crashing back inside of me.
His fingers slow but never stop as his lips pull away, gently pressing a kiss to the inside of my thigh.
I groan, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as he pulls himself up, his knee pressing into the loveseat between my thighs. His fingers remain buried inside of me as he hovers above me, his lips just a breath away from mine. “See how you come undone for me?”
I smile. “Mmm, because Daddy knows what I like.”
He groans, his gaze darkening. “Don’t fucking tempt me with that shit, hellcat. I’m already on edge.”
I push up onto my elbows, closing the distance between us as my lips press to his, tasting myself on his tongue. “I want you to fuck me, Caesar,” I murmur against his lips. “I want you to take me from behind, take me deep, giving me one inch at a time until I’m stretched wide. Make me see stars.”
He kisses me again, this time with more ferocity, more hunger, and I give it straight back. “You sure you can handle it?”
“You know I can,” I tell him. “Don’t you dare hold back. Otherwise, I’m taking control of this little party, and you and I both know that when I take control, I’m not the one left panting on the floor. So what’ll it be, Daddy?”
He groans again, his fingers suddenly curving up and making me gasp into his mouth. “Don’t threaten me with a good time, baby,” he rumbles. “On your fucking knees.”
Caesar grips my waist, and I don’t need to do a thing before I’m flipped over, my knees braced against the soft loveseat, my thighs spread as wide as they can go. I arch my back, thrusting my ass as high as I can, giving Caesar one hell of a view as I reach forward and grip the end of the loveseat, knowing without a doubt that I’ll need to hold on for this ride.
Pressing my chest flat against the cushion, I feel him step up behind me. I suck in a breath, having needed to feel the way he fills me for so long.
His fingers dance around my entrance, slowly thrusting in and out as I push my hips back against him, desperately needing more. But I know better. This is the Caesar show, and he’ll give me exactly what he deems I can have, when he wants to give it, and not a second before. But somehow he always gets it right.
“Fuck. Now, Caesar.”
His hand comes down in the perfect spank against my ass, and as the sharp sting throbs on my skin, I groan, my hips grinding with the sudden rush of pleasure. “You’ll get it when I say you’re ready. Patience, sweet girl.”