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)
Goddamn it.
My hips rock back toward him, feeling the way he fists that massive cock right behind me, his hand rubbing soft circles over my stinging ass. “There you go,” he encourages, approving of my apparent patience as his fingers move back to my cunt, dipping back in and out.
I blow out a breath, not wanting to disappoint him by demanding more and delaying actually getting it, because this man will make me wait all night if he has to.
“Yes,” I pant, my eyes rolling with the sweet satisfaction of his fingers gently pushing inside of me.
“Do you know how fucking stunning you look like this?” he chides. “All for me.”
I nod against the loveseat. “All yours. All of me belongs to you.”
“That’s my good girl.”
I groan. The way he calls me his good girl makes my heart race with the filthiest desire, my walls clenching around his fingers.
“Alright, hellcat,” he says, slowly pulling his fingers out of me before I feel his tip at my entrance. “You’ve waited long enough. Are you ready now?”
“God, yes.”
Caesar takes my hip and slowly guides his thick cock inside of me, and just like I said, he takes me inch by inch, taking his damn time as my walls slowly stretch around him. He takes me deeper and deeper, and by the time he’s fully seated inside me, my walls are spasming around him.
“Oh, fuck,” I cry into the loveseat, my fingers gripping the edge as I try to calm myself, already so close to losing control.
He slowly begins to rock, taking it easy and sensing that I need a minute so I don’t ruin this for both of us, but there’s only so much a girl can do when a man like Caesar Di Rozé is buried inside of her. “Okay,” I finally say, letting out a shaky breath as his hand hovers over my ass, his thumb teasing me with what’s to come. “I’m ready.”
Caesar groans, and when I glance back over my shoulder, I find his eyes blazing, jaw clenched, and an intense desperation radiating out of him, just as close to the edge as I am. He catches my stare, and those blazing eyes ignite. His body rolls, his hips draw back, and finally, he thrusts hard inside of me.
“Oh fuuuuck,” I moan, only now realizing how much trouble I’m really in, and judging by the look in his eye, he’s right there with me. “Again.”
His fingers tighten on my hip, and without hesitation, he draws back again and gives me exactly what I want, fucking me raw and wild, filling me with that thick cock and stretching me wide. He shatters me again and again, and when he adds his thumb into the mix, pressing it into my ass, I lose all sense of control.
My hand slips between my thighs, rolling my fingers over my needy clit in tight little circles as we both fight to keep this going, the intensity skyrocketing like never before. I clench my eyes, focusing on the sharp, frantic pants that are pulled from my chest as I struggle to catch my breath. It’s too much. I can’t possibly survive this, and yet every last second of it is pure ecstasy.
Caesar’s fingers tighten on my hip, and I know come morning, there’ll be the perfect imprint of his fingers left on my skin, and I welcome it. I fucking need it, and when I push back against him, taking him even deeper, he groans, barely holding on.
“Tilly,” he warns.
“I can’t . . . I can’t hold on.”
“Let it go, hellcat. Let me feel your tight little cunt squeeze me. Let me feel you break.”
Oh, God.
He thrusts deep again, his body rolling so perfectly, hitting all the right spots, and as my fingers roll over my clit and he presses his thumb into my ass, everything shatters. I cry out, my orgasm tearing through me like a fucking freight train, destroying everything in its path. My walls rapidly convulse, squeezing his thick cock as he thrusts again, letting out a deep groan and coming right along with me, emptying his hot load deep inside my spasming cunt.
“Fuck, hellcat.”
My whole body continues to shatter, my thighs violently shaking as my hips uncontrollably jolt. I gasp, one hand white-knuckling the loveseat and the other becoming paralyzed, unable to keep tormenting my sensitive clit with its tight little circles.
“CAESAR,” I cry, the intensity becoming too much.
“Ride it out, hellcat,” he says, refusing to give in as he keeps thrusting that thick cock deep inside of me.
I try to breathe through it, pushing myself to my absolute limits as the high just keeps building, keeps pushing and demanding everything that I’ve got, but I give it, determined to see it through.
“That’s right,” he says, the pride in his voice soothing the wildness within me. “You’ve got it.”