Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 107306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 429(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107306 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 429(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
“Turn around, Cherry. Let me see that pretty ass of yours.”
I do and smile when I hear him suck in a sharp breath. Shai’s hands go to my ass, kneading my cheeks, getting lube and precum on me, but I don’t care.
“God, I never knew I’d be into this,” he says.
“Me neither.”
“I want to hunt you when you’re wearing something like this,” Shai says, his voice huskier.
“That can be arranged.”
He turns me around and pulls me closer. I straddle his lap—something else I never saw myself doing—as we hungrily eat at each other’s mouths. He palms my ass, me rutting against him, pushing my tongue between his lips, my hands in his hair, heart racing, my body and mind climbing higher and higher, excitement and need, pleasure and adrenaline, all creating a storm inside me.
“Get on your stomach,” Shai says in a near growl.
“Make me,” I tease, and he laughs, flipping us, careful of my arm, until I’m lying how he told me to, a pillow beneath my hips. The silk of the panties rubs against my dick, creating the most perfect friction, making me rut and fuck into the pillow.
“I’m so glad you were at the hotel that night.” Shai gets between my legs. “So glad I threatened you, robbed you, made you fucking obsessed with me.” He grabs my ass cheeks, pulling them apart.
“You’re obsessed with me as well. You chased that feeling I gave you, but you won’t ever find it anywhere but with me. I’ve ruined you for anyone else.”
“And I’ve ruined you too, Cherry.”
Shai bends over and bites my butt cheek. He pushes the thong aside, just like he told me he would, then buries his face in my ass. His tongue finds my hole, flicking and lashing at it. Each time it rasps over my rim, electric sparks shoot up my spine. It feels so fucking good, like nothing I’ve ever imagined, like every pleasure receptor in my body is right there in my hole and he’s playing each and every one of them skillfully. My hands fist in the pillows. I know my arm must be hurting, but with so much adrenaline and now pleasure, I can’t feel anything other than the incredible sensations Shai is giving me. At some point, I want to do this to him, want to eat him out and tongue-fuck his hole before I sink inside him. Will we be able to fit it in before this is over?
He smacks my ass, runs his tongue up and down my crease, before zeroing in on my hole again. My dick is throbbing with need, my body tingling in this way I’ve never experienced with anyone but him. Is this it? Is this what Ollie feels?
Shai smacks my ass again, then pushes his tongue inside me. On reflex, my ass shoves back against his face, and then I fucking hump the pillow again, savoring the combination of his tongue in my ass and the silky fabric against my cock.
I want to come.
I want this to last all night.
All fucking week.
He really has ruined me, and it’s so fucking sweet.
Just when I think I’m about to bust my nut, Shai jerks his head back. “God, I need inside you. I’ll fucking die if I can’t sink my dick into your tight ass.”
“Fucking do it,” I order.
Shai groans hungrily, shoving onto his knees. He doesn’t wait for me to move, doesn’t even tell me to, just turns me so I’m on my back, looking up at him, the pillow under my hips. He slicks his fingers, gaze locked on mine as he pushes two inside. I arch up and toward him, the tingling sensation in me growing, my body on fire but in a way that I want it to burn, that I would be willing to go up in flames for this moment to continue.
He goes from two fingers to three, but as amazing as it feels, it’s not enough. I need him, need his dick, need to feel split open by his cock, feel his piercing against my prostate until I shoot.
“Fuck me. Get your fat cock in me. I want it.”
“Be patient.”
“Fuck that. I’m good. I’m ready for you.”
I feel desperate for it, desperate for him, like I’ll come unraveled and never be whole again if he doesn’t fill me with his cock. After the night we had, after thinking he would get hurt and the hunger I felt to fucking kill Bruce, then not knowing how Shai would respond, I need this connection, need to be grounded again.
“Fuck me, Shai!” I order, and I swear I see him practically shake with desire.
He pulls his fingers out of me, then tugs the panties off. I almost complain because I want to wear them, but he says, “I want to see your pretty cock while I fuck you,” and my world spins.