Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 60904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
“You told me you’re about to start your studies at University of York. I’m in England for work,” he says. “I want to see you.”
I tense. I’ve never considered actually being with Bones in real life. He’s safe because he’s not physically present.
“Don’t you trust me?” he asks. “You’ve trusted me enough to give me your submission for years now. Meet me. I promise I’ll make it better than you’ve ever imagined.”
My head shakes slightly even as my core flutters at the prospect.
“I don’t know…”
“Yes, you do. You know what you want: me. I’ll chase you through the woods and pin you down in the dirt, just like you’ve always desired. You’ll scream my name beneath the stars, and you’ll experience more pleasure at my hands than you could ever give yourself. I guarantee it.”
“You’re very cocky,” I say, slightly tremulously.
Surely, he can’t be serious. This is just part of his sensual game.
“I didn’t say you could stop touching yourself.” It’s a soft threat. “If you continue with your disrespect, you’ll get a punishment before your reward. But I think you’ll like being spanked until you cry. Your cunt will be drenched for me by the time I relent and give you your first orgasm.”
My lashes flutter as a wave of vicious pleasure washes over me in response to his crass threats. My mind reels, even as I obey and touch my clit and nipples.
“Say yes,” he commands. “Say you’ll meet me.”
I tense again, but I don’t stop rubbing myself. I can’t; the pleasure is too tempting to deny.
“The mask will stay on.” He says it like a reassurance. “I’ll still be Bones, and you’re my Karolina. We’ve only connected virtually, but what we share is real. It’s the realest thing I’ve ever experienced, and I’m selfish enough to want more.”
“Bones…” I whisper weakly. “We can’t.”
“We can do whatever the fuck we want. Touch your clit more firmly. Take yourself to the edge.”
I gasp at the hit of ecstasy when I comply.
“You see?” he drawls. “You know you’re mine. You belong to me. And even though you like to tease me, you want to obey. Should I make this an order? Meet me for real, kitten. And find out exactly how good it can be between us.”
I twist my nipple and whimper, rolling my hips in wanton abandon.
“I’m so close…”
“Hands off your clit,” he snaps. “You don’t get to come until you agree.”
My lips pop open on a sharp gasp. “You can’t be serious.”
“I’ve never been more serious about anything in my life. Now, slide those fingers inside your pussy and find your g-spot.”
I imagine that it’s his confident hand touching me.
What would it be like to have his gloved fingers inside me? They’re thicker than my own. Masculine. Demanding.
He would force pleasure from my quivering body while he pins me down in the dirt, and…
“You’re imagining it right now.” He reads me so easily. “Are you touching your g-spot?”
“Yes,” I pant, no longer able to deny that I want to be with him, even if the idea scares me.
“Hold your fingers there. Don’t stimulate yourself other than hurting those pretty pink nipples. The pain makes your pussy tighter, doesn’t it? How hard would you grip my cock if I bit them while I fuck you?”
My inner muscles clamp down on my fingers, and I don’t have to shift them for my body to shake with a hit of bliss.
“Tell me you want me.”
“I want you, Bones. Please…”
“There’s a kinky masked hunt at a manor near York tomorrow night. I’ll send a car to pick you up at eight. Say you’ll come with me.”
“I’m scared,” I whisper, even as I crave him.
“I would never harm you,” he swears.
“I know. It’s not that.”
“Talk to me. This isn’t the kind of fear I want from you.”
“I’m not ready to be with you like that.”
I can’t admit that I’m a virgin. I never reveal intimate information like that, not even with Bones.
“I won’t fuck you,” he promises. “I’ll chase you, I’ll pin you down, and I’ll force you to come for me while you weep and beg. But you won’t touch me. Does that make you feel safer?”
“But what about you?”
“Finally getting to touch you will give me more pleasure than you could imagine,” he says. “You’re close just thinking about it, aren’t you? Agree to meet me, and I’ll give you an orgasm.”
I bite my lip, apprehension warring with desire. How many nights have I imagined being with him? And now he’s offering to fulfil my forbidden desire.
“Trust me, Karolina.”
Something shifts inside me. The wall I’ve always kept between us to protect myself from a deeper attachment falls away. I finally allow myself to truly crave this connection, to crave him. And not just over video calls.
“Yes,” I breathe. “Yes, I’ll meet you.”