Total pages in book: 145
Estimated words: 133975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 670(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 447(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133975 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 670(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 447(@300wpm)
Lyric cried out, unable to think. She shattered, came apart, breaking completely until she couldn’t find herself. Pleasure burst through her, an explosion of color and waves of heat. There was no coming back from this. And Keys didn’t stop. He continued to use his tongue, licking and lapping and sucking as if he truly were devouring her. He seemed to swallow all of her, every single one of her broken pieces.
Then he moved, kneeling between her legs. She’d never seen his cock look so big, fierce or hard. Again, he didn’t give her a gentle buildup. He didn’t wait. He slammed himself into her with one hard thrust, filling her completely. She lost her breath from the sheer shock of feeling so stretched and full. He pounded into her, long hard strokes. Rough. Almost punishing.
Keys cupped her breasts, but when he squeezed them, his touch was brutal. Painful. The pain created a direct line to her core, causing a spasm that sent shock waves through her.
His hips never stopped moving, a wild piston out of control, while he licked and kissed his way up her throat to her neck. Without warning he sank his teeth into her, biting down on the soft skin, and she nearly convulsed, her body shuddering with the intensity of her orgasm.
“Love it when you give that to me, Wildfire. You’re so fucking beautiful when you climax.”
Suddenly he slipped out of her, reaching for first her left ankle and then her right, disposing of the cuffs. Her hands were still trapped, arms stretched to either side of the bed. He bent over her right arm and for a moment she thought he was going to free her. Instead, he cuffed her wrists together and stretched her arms above her head to attach the cuffs to the headboard.
He caught her hips easily, fingers digging into her soft flesh, and rolled her over onto her belly. Keys immediately yanked her hips up and slammed his cock into her. The force rocked her. She was helpless to do anything to stop him—not that she wanted to, but slowing down and letting her catch up would be nice.
“Keys, you have to give me a minute.”
“You’re so wet for me. Dripping. You like this, Lyric.” Even his voice sounded primal, a dark predator claiming her. “Do you have any idea how sexy you are right now?”
Then he swatted her hard on her left cheek. Very hard. The burn spread like wildfire through her entire body and instantly she felt her body’s confused response. Pleasure? Pain? She needed…something. More. She needed more.
Lyric felt out of control. Not her. Him. Her body shuddered and convulsed with pleasure, and there was nothing she could do because he was relentless. He pistoned into her, thrusting like a machine with hard, nearly violent strokes. All the while he continued to smack her bottom, establishing a rhythm of burning nerve endings that rivaled anything she’d ever known.
His fingers parted her cheeks, and her heart nearly stopped as he probed the forbidden star there. Very slowly he pushed a finger inside. His cock continued his primal claiming, even as she gasped, trying to squirm away from his finger. He simply pushed deeper, thrusting in time with his cock.
“What are you doing?” She sounded as alarmed as she felt.
“I told you up front what I like, babe. I love anal, and we’re definitely going there.”
She shook her head, hating that another orgasm was building and building as he applied more pressure, pushing in a second finger, awakening nerve endings that had never been on fire like this before. His fingers weren’t small, and he kept thrusting hard in counterpoint to his cock.
“No, I don’t want…I can’t do that.” She felt as confused as her body. The orgasm was so close, rocking her.
“I’ll get you ready, Wildfire. You can do it, and I’ll get you to a point where you crave it just the way I do. Trust me, I’ll make it good for you.”
She was afraid he would. He was taking her over. Owning her. How could she ever be Lyric without him? Then her mind was gone as she exploded, fragmented, pieces of her flung in every direction as her body clamped down on his, milking his thick cock. She was so far gone she barely heard him roaring out his release with the way her heart thundered in her ears. Around her the edges of her world turned black, the intensity of her orgasm overwhelming.
Lyric was vaguely aware of Keys freeing her wrists and massaging them as he gently turned her over. There was a warm, wet cloth applied between her legs, but she didn’t open her eyes, too exhausted to even try. She simply stayed curled up in the fetal position, listening to the soothing caress of his voice, but she didn’t understand a word he was saying. Her mind was in total chaos. The Lyric she knew wasn’t there anymore and she had no idea what Keys had made her into.