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)
Fuck. Of course he’s going to make me do that. “Please.”
“Please what, angel?”
I swallow nervously and whisper, “Please fuck me.”
“You’re so timid.” He drops his gaze to my heaving chest. “What happened to the feisty woman who likes a challenge, huh?”
He’s playing with me, and I hate losing.
Leaning forward, I hold his stare. “Please fuck me. Any way you want, Kash. I’m your whore to play with.”
He yanks me off the table, and I wobble in my heels on the shards of broken glass that cover the floor. His hands drop to my hips, and he undoes my belt before he drapes it around his neck. Then he spins me around so he’s behind me.
I drop my head to look at my legs when I feel him wrapping my belt around my thighs, but it’s inside out. “What are you doing?” I ask breathlessly.
“Fucking you however I want,” he answers, pulling it tight, forcing me to close my legs. He buckles it in place, and I hiss in a breath as I feel the spikes dig into my skin.
He wants to hurt me, cause me pain because he knows I enjoy it.
Grabbing a handful of my hair, he bends me over the side of the table, pushing my ass out, and his hand moves my leotard to the side.
My breath gets caught and I try to pull my legs apart when I feel his cock pushing its way into my soaked pussy.
“Fuck, you’re wet, angel.”
I’m having a hard time catching my breath due to the position I’m in. His pierced cock stretches my cunt, and I cry out. All I want to do is spread my legs for him, let him fuck me deep, but it’s impossible.
“That’s it, Eve. Scream for me while I fuck you.”
He begins to move, his hips thrusting hard and quick, forcing the front of my legs to hit the side of the table, which shoves the spikes farther into my thighs. My stomach and chest are on the table, my arms still tied behind my back. I can’t move. All I can do is take it, and my body loves it.
“Fuck,” I moan. “Kashton…” My heavy eyes fall shut.
He lets go of my hair, and one hand slaps my ass while the other grips my hip.
“Talk to me, angel.” His voice is calm. He’s not nearly as worked up as I am. “What do you need?” He slows, and I groan in desperation. His hand moves from my hip to my back, and he holds me down to the alcohol-covered wooden table.
“More,” I gasp, trying to bounce up and down in my heels. “I need more…”
Pulling out, he slams forward, and I whimper when my body digs into the edge. He does it again. And again. Each thrust is harder than the last. “Kash—” I suck in a ragged breath, trying to get control of my body, but I’m losing. He’s getting exactly what he came here for—to use me.
“I can feel your body tensing. It’s okay, angel. Let it go. Come for me.” He urges me. “Show me how much you enjoy it.”
My legs tingle from lack of blood flow and my thighs are screaming from the spikes on my belt. It feels so good. My eyes grow heavy, and I’m having trouble breathing.
Fuck him for making it feel good. And fuck me for letting him have it. My body stiffens as my pussy clenches down on him when I come all over his dick just like he wanted.
“Good girl, angel.” He slows his movements, and I imagine he’s looking down at his dick sliding in and out of my pussy. “My cock is covered in your cum.”
I want to cry. I’m not sure if it’s from coming, confusion, or embarrassment.
He pulls out, and I slump against the table, taking a second to catch my breath. Then I feel him undoing the belt around my upper arms, followed by the one around my forearms.
They fall to my sides while he undoes the one around my legs. I moan, silently begging him to fuck me more. Throw me onto the glass-covered table, shove my knees to my chest, and fuck my soaked pussy.
Instead, he grips my hair, and I cry out when he yanks me off the table and spins me around to face him. I trip off the side of my heel, but he catches me before I fall on my face.
The blood rushes back to my arms and down my legs, making all my limbs tingle, rendering them useless for the moment. They’re just heavy weight, and I’m having a hard time remaining upright.
His eyes are on mine as his free hand falls between my shaking thighs and he runs his fingers over my swollen pussy. I rock my hips back and forth, riding his hand, wanting more than the quickie he just gave me. Pulling his hand back, he brings his fingers to his mouth, parts his lips, and licks them clean.