Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 147545 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 738(@200wpm)___ 590(@250wpm)___ 492(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 147545 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 738(@200wpm)___ 590(@250wpm)___ 492(@300wpm)
He grabs my ankle and pulls me down the mattress, then he guides me to lie across his lap with my butt facing him. He runs his palm over it, tingles shooting down my spine and straight to my pussy.
“You want to be my good girl?” he asks.
I nod.
“Then let’s see how good you are at listening. Spread those pretty thighs.”
My pussy throbs as I part my legs, inching forward so I’m draped over his thighs.
He slides his hand over my ass again, then snakes his fingers between my legs. I gasp as he spreads my pussy open, teasing my slit.
“I’m gonna touch you, but you’re not allowed to come. Understand?”
Licking my lips, I nod again.
“Tease your nipples while I touch you,” he commands.
That doesn’t seem fair. My nipples are already hard, and as soon as I run my finger over one, my arousal ratchets up. Then he shoves a finger inside me, and I feel lightheaded with pleasure.
“Both nipples,” he tells me.
I shift, rubbing both nipples as he pushes his finger deeper into my pussy. Pleasurable sensations spread through me like wildfire.
“That’s perfect,” he tells me, sliding his other hand beneath my body.
While he sinks one finger to the hilt inside me, he finds my clit with the other hand. His fingers are gentle at first, just lightly brushing that sensitive nub, but once my body adjusts to the featherlight sensation, his touch shifts, his fingers circling and teasing, pumping into me until I’m breathless.
“Ooh,” I shudder, my thighs shaking.
“Don’t come,” he warns me.
Fuck. “Please,” I gasp.
“No,” he says firmly, but his fingers don’t stop teasing me.
“Tor, please. I can’t—”
“Yes, you can. If you want me to be nice to you, I suggest you listen. And don’t you stop teasing those nipples.”
This is torture. “Please. Please, Tor.”
“Not until I’m inside you.”
My body writhes with the effort of resisting. I feel it coming, and I try not to let it, but my body is experiencing too much stimulation.
I’m so fucking close…
And then he stops.
I sink against him as he pulls his fingers out of me. I only feel that frustrated sense of relief for a split second, then he pulls me against his hard body, locking his arm across my throat and making my heart skip a beat. He reclines, pulling me with him, then rolling and forcing me face down on the bed.
His arm moves away from my throat, but his hand finds a fistful of my hair, and he uses it to hold my face against the mattress. “Spread your legs.”
My pussy throbs at the rough handling, at the hardness of his command.
He’s on top of me, crushing me with his weight, but I don’t dare disobey. I move my thighs apart. My pussy throbs harder as he kicks my thighs open wider with his knee, using his other hand to position his cock at my entrance. As he notches inside, he tells me, “I’m going to use this perfect pussy for my pleasure tonight.”
I let out a soft moan as he pushes into me. It feels so good, I shiver.
Tor sighs, shoving another couple of inches into my resisting heat.
I spread my thighs wider, trying to let him get deeper, but my body is fighting him. I want him all the way inside me. I never want him to leave.
“If I let go of your hair, are you gonna stay put?”
“Yes,” I murmur, my voice muffled against the bedding.
He must need to hold on to me to work himself deeper, because he lets go of my hair and grabs my hips, holding me steady as he forces more of his cock inside me. “You’re so fucking tight,” he tells me, his voice strained.
“I’m sorry,” I murmur.
He chokes out a light laugh. “Trust me, it’s nothing to apologize for.”
I feel a tug of discomfort as he shoves the last couple of inches inside me, but once he’s there, he gives my body a minute to adjust to the intrusion. I love the sensation of being so full of him, even if it’s a little uncomfortable at first.
Once he’s given me time to adjust, he starts to move. He keeps a firm grip on my hips, moving in and out of me just a little at first, but then he pulls all the way back and shoves in harder and faster, making my breath hitch.
He finds a punishing rhythm—hard and fast—and drives into my pussy with so much force that the bed shakes. He never relents, making good on his promise to use my pussy for his pleasure without putting much effort into mine.
It seems he doesn’t have to, though. I’m so turned on from the way he’s handling me, from the sounds he’s making as he uses my pussy. He fucks me so hard my body moves across the bed, and I can feel the good pressure building up inside me. Every time he slams into me, I get a little closer, until I’m clutching desperately at the bedding, pushing back to meet every one of his hard thrusts.