Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 120186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 601(@200wpm)___ 481(@250wpm)___ 401(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 120186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 601(@200wpm)___ 481(@250wpm)___ 401(@300wpm)
“What do you think?” I whisper, my gaze fixed on the sight. “Should I fuck you with it? Shove it nice and deep?”
“You wouldn’t.”
“Maybe the old me wouldn’t, but the man who has you at his mercy now is different. You don’t know this version of me, little filly, so maybe you shouldn’t tempt the devil.” I switch the safety off the gun, and the sound echoes loudly in the room as if I’d pulled the trigger.
It’s a lie. The man who fell in love with her is still here. He’s just hidden, buried deep beneath pain and anger.
Even if this is about teaching her a lesson, I can’t ignore my attraction. Not when my cock is so hard it’s threatening to break my zipper. Leaning forward, I press my hand against the center of her chest to keep her still. Allie jerks against my hold when I drag the muzzle along her hot, wet seam.
“Please… don’t,” she pleads in a whimper, and I lean in, dragging my nose against her throat, letting her scent fill me.
“What did you say?” I move the gun back to her entrance and tease it, applying pressure, circling it, sliding the tip of the muzzle inside.
Even while she’s afraid, she’s also turned on. Her pussy weeps for me, making the gun slide between her pretty pink petals easily.
Maybe she’d even like it if I fuck her with it.
“Are you sure you want me to stop?” I whisper. “I can’t tell if you’re really afraid, with how wet you are.” I push in a little farther, and her cunt swallows the gun with ease.
It’s almost a shame when her trembling intensifies. She hasn’t confessed, but I know her body as well as my own. And I’m not letting her get the better of me this time.
“If you want me to stop, simply tell me what I want to hear. Otherwise, this is going to get much worse, little filly.”
I hold my breath, ready to push another millimeter forward when she finally cracks.
“Wait,” she pants.
“Wait?” I mock and wiggle the gun a little more. “That’s not an option. Tell me what I want to hear, or I’m going to continue.” I watch her chest out of the corner of my eye. The rapid rise and fall. She looks like she’s about to hyperventilate. Good. I add a little more pressure, just to prove how fucking serious I am, and the gun slides in a little bit more.
Fuck. She looks so beautiful like this, even if she is afraid.
“Okay! Okay! I promise! I’ll stop!” The words burst out of her like a gunshot that threatens to shatter the spell I’m falling under.
I take one measured breath around the tightness in my chest. “What was that?”
“I… I’ll stop.” She stutters over the words. Dread and her stubbornness fight against each other. “I swear. Please.”
That’s a good start, but it’s not enough. I know Allie well, and if I don’t put her in her place and hold her there, she won’t stay put. I need something to use against her in case she changes her mind.
I gently ease the gun out of her cunt and drop it to the floor beside her head. Pulling her up by the arm, I shift her to stand so I can look at her. With the blindfold, I don’t have to school my features and can look my fill for a second. Her legs are wobbly as she stands, so I maintain a slight grip on her.
“I already said I would stop,” she whimpers, swaying slightly.
“I know, and I don’t believe you.” I resist the urge to lick the sweat off her chin. “Get on your knees.”
“I’m not getting on my knees. I already told you I’d stop.”
“Don’t give a fuck,” I grunt, grabbing her by the shoulders. I press her down, giving her no option but to go right where I want her. Perfect. This is easier than I thought it would be.
“I hate you,” she mutters, tilting her head to look up at me.
Her breath is unsteady, and even though I can’t see the burning fury in her eyes, I can tell she hates how much she wants me, how much she’s enjoying this too. I unbuckle my belt and pop the button on my jeans.
“Here’s what’s going to happen. I can’t trust you to keep your mouth shut, so I’m going to give myself a little added security.”
“By doing what? Forcing me to suck your cock?”
I chuckle softly. “We both know I don’t have to force you to do this. You want it. You want me. Nothing gets you hotter than being in control of my pleasure.”
“I don’t. I hate you, and if you bring that thing near me, I’ll bite it off.” I reach out and sink my fingers into her beautiful red hair, tightening my grip as I tip her head back and force her plush mouth up.