Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 74589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74589 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
“No more talking. I don’t want you to break this.”
“Break it? How can I break it?”
“Don’t say anything, princess.”
I want to argue, but he’s kissing me again and his fingers are sliding up deep into my pussy, and I dig my fingers into his shoulders the way I wanted to, hard enough to make him grunt. But he doesn’t stop, he doesn’t mind, and he keeps teasing my pussy with his fingers, driving me wild, driving me so deep into pleasure that I can barely stand it, but before I can tip over into orgasm, he pulls back and looks at me like he can’t stop staring.
“Come,” he says and leads me into the shower.
The water is hot and feels incredible. His shorts come off and his thick, hard cock is stiff and long and beautiful. He pushes me against the wall and kisses me, and I feel him pressed against my flesh. I wonder if he could tear me into pieces if he wanted to, and I know he could if I let him, and god, I want to let him. I want to feel the hurt because right now that hurt would be better than anything else.
He bites my shoulder as his fingers plunge deeper inside of me. I moan, I whimper, but I don’t speak, I don’t break the spell. “Good,” he coos in my ear. “Good girl, so fucking good. You’re slick, Cora, soaking slick and trembling. How long have you dreamed about this? Since the day we met? You hate me so fucking much right now, but you know this is what we always were meant to be.”
His mouth buries mine and inside I’m screaming yes yes yes and also run run run but neither of those things makes any sense.
He drops to his knees and spreads my legs. “You’re beautiful, Cora, every inch of you is beautiful. Your pink nipples and pink pussy and long legs. You look at the world like you hate it, but fuck, the world is missing out on you. I dream about these hips and these thighs and your lips, I’ve been dreaming about your moans for years, and you’re so much better than I ever dreamed.”
I gasp as he licks me, sucks my, spreads my lips wide with his tongue and sucks on them bottom to top before rolling his tip around my clit. He does it again, top to bottom, tongue on clit, sucking and kissing and drinking me down, and I grab his hair and moan, head thrown back, world disappearing. I’m dropping into a chasm and I want to keep sinking, I want him to meet me at the bottom, I want him to drag me deeper and keep me there forever, keep me chained and taken and owned. Water rolls down my skin, rolls down his muscular body, drips from the tip of his hard cock, and his mouth keeps going faster and faster and harder, and I’m moaning his name over and over right on the edge.
“Go ahead, I want to taste it,” he whispers, fucking me with his fingers and staring into my eyes. He teases my breasts with one hand. “Come for me, Cora. You need to come for me. You’re so close, your skin is all pink and your beautiful lips are spread open, and I need you to come for me. It’s all I want right now, little Cora, just come for me and let me taste you.”
“Yes,” I whisper, and then again, louder, “Yes.”
He licks my clit and fucks me with his fingers and that finally throws me over that line as the pleasure builds and builds in my core before finally bursting through my body. I come, whimpering, begging his name, and he doesn’t stop, tasting me like he promised. The orgasm is so intense I have to lean against the wall to keep from slumping over, and when it’s finally done, he stands and he kisses me and he slides his fingers into my mouth. I taste him and suck myself off before he kisses me again.
“Good girl,” he says and sighs. “You’re a good girl, Cora, such a good fucking girl.”
I blink at him, head buzzing, mind wondering what the hell just happened, but before I can do anything, he’s soaping me up and cleaning my body, doing it very slowly, very deliberately, his cock half-hard the whole time. I let him get my back and shampoo my hair and when I’m clean, I accept a big fluffy towel and cover myself.
He doesn’t seem to mind nudity and I do my best not to stare at his massive cock as he dries himself and pulls on the shorts.
“Kady will be back soon,” I say which is code for please don’t tell her.
He only grunts and turns his back. “You’d better come up with a story for why you’re blushing so much then, princess.”