Total pages in book: 331
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
Before I can say anything, he shoves his cock back into my mouth. I open wide, closing my eyes. His hand drops to my nape, and he grips my skin, pulling pieces of my hair caught between his tatted fingers, and lifts my neck to arch it more so he can slide down my throat once more.
I gag when he hits the back of my throat. I’m nowhere close to taking all of him. My legs kick out and I arch my back, trying to twist and breathe.
“Fuck, Eve.” His free hand slaps my breast, and the lingering sting makes my pussy throb. “Relax your throat and breathe through your nose; your mouth is busy,” he instructs me.
My nose? How? He’s blocking it every time he pushes down my throat, smashing my face into him. I think I’m about to pass out when he pulls out. I cough again, and more saliva lands on my face.
“You’re doing so good, Eve.” His one hand remains on the back of my neck while the other rubs the side of my face, smearing my drool. “Look at me.”
I open my heavy eyes and suck in breath after breath, glancing at him upside down. He moves to sit down on the bed beside me and lifts my head with his hand still in place.
“I’m sorry,” I breathe and flinch at my own words. I tense, waiting for him to hit me for not doing what he wants.
Instead, he frowns as his eyes take in my messy face. “Don’t apologize, angel. You’re doing great,” he assures me, and my cheeks flush at his lie. “Open wide and stick out your tongue.”
I do as I’m told, and he places two fingers in my mouth. He rubs them along my tongue at first and then pushes them to the back of my throat.
I gag, my body jerking at the intrusion, but my underwear is soaked and I’m desperate for him to fuck me.
“Breathe,” he commands. “Through your nose.” He holds his fingers there, and my watery eyes close. “Eyes on me.” He removes his fingers and gently taps the side of my face.
My pussy clenches, and I groan. My body remembers this from before, and it couldn’t be more turned on. “Please?” I beg shamelessly.
He smiles at me and shoves his fingers back into my mouth. I blink rapidly while he holds them in place, pinning my tongue captive.
I arch my neck and try to loosen his hold, but it’s useless. “You’re being a good girl for me, Eve. So good.” He starts to move his fingers back and forth, but then he adds a third, and my eyes widen at the extra intrusion. “You’ll be able to take my cock down your throat in no time.”
It’s a promise that I’m going to be his fuck toy, and I wrap my lips the best I can around his fingers to suck on them, showing him that like a dog, I, too, can be trained.
“Fuck,” he groans, pulling them out.
“Fuck me,” I plead. It’s been years, and as much as I’ve denied myself the pleasure of sex, I need him right now.
He gets up and crawls onto the bed, yanking my jeans down. I help him by kicking off my heels before lifting my hips. Then he’s kneeling between my shaking legs.
“Watch me fuck you, Eve.” He wraps his hand around my throat and pushes it off the side of the bed once more so I can see myself on the mirrored wall a couple of feet from us. He grabs his cock and watches while he slides into my soaked pussy. “Fuck,” he groans as my cunt stretches for him. “Goddammit, angel. You’re so tight.”
My heavy eyes fall closed, and his hand flexes around my throat, restricting my air. “Eyes open and on the mirror. Watch me fuck you, angel.”
My hips buck on their own, and I arch my back more, trying to get my neck free so I can breathe, but it doesn’t help.
Tears cloud my vision and the sound of his cock fucking my wet pussy fills the room.
“That’s my girl.” He pulls his dick from my cunt and lets go of my neck to slap my pussy.
I choke out a gasp and flinch at the pain. It just makes me wetter.
“Beautiful.” He runs his fingers between my lips and then sits up. Gripping my hips, he flips me over onto my stomach.
My head hangs off the edge and my hair sticks to my slick face. His knees spread my legs, forcing me to arch my back and I groan when his pierced dick slides back into me. I’m so sore already. It’s been too long.
He grabs a handful of my hair and yanks my head up. I cry out, but he slides his free arm around my exposed neck and flexes, cutting me off. Lowering his lips to my ear, he smiles at me in the mirrored wall before us.