Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 93224 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 466(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93224 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 466(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
“Fuck!” he roars, his shout deafening in the tiled bathroom. “Shit shit shit!”
The hot sperm is everywhere—on my skin, on the glass, maybe even on the goddamn camera—but I don’t care. I want it. I want every second of our anal depravity to be on tape.
After a few minutes of wild moaning, pumping, and deep ejaculation, we finally calm down. Thomas turns me around, kissing me through the aftershocks, his hands gentle now. He guides me under the spray, washing me with careful, worshipful touches. I cling to him, legs weak, the world washed out by steam and endorphins.
When we’re clean, we step out together, toweling off side by side. I glance at the camera, still blinking, and smile at him in the glass. The gorgeous billionaire grins, kissing my shoulder, then scoops me up and carries me to bed.
We collapse, tangled in the sheets, our bodies still trembling. He holds me close, his lips against my ear.
“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever done,” he says, voice raw. “Ever, I’m pretty sure.”
I laugh, dizzy with it. “There’s more where that came from.”
He rolls on top of me, pinning my wrists, and kisses me until I can’t think straight.
“I’m going to write about this,” I say in a playful warning tone.
He laughs, warm and close. “You better.”
We fall asleep like that, the city a blur outside, the future wide open and wild.
And, somewhere in the cloud, a new video waits.
This one is ours alone.
THE END