Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27270 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27270 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
“Ayla,” I manage through gritted teeth. “Are you okay?”
“It hurts a little,” she breathes, turning her head to meet my gaze. “I love it.”
“I don’t understand. It hurts and you love it?”
She nods, shifting beneath me so sensually, I grit my teeth to keep from howling. “Force me,” she hiccups, her head falling back into the grass, her dark hair spread out like wings. “Force me, Daddy.”
I knew it.
I knew it would be like this.
But being given the green light is almost too damning. This is the point of no return. This is us embarking on something dark and messy and obsessive, but there’s no stopping. No way out. And neither one of us wants to locate the exit.
Get her pregnant.
Force me, Daddy.
Teeth gnashing, I lose any remaining grip on self-control and I plant a forearm across her shoulders, taking her in the grass with sharp pumps, entering her with increasing violence and she only moans louder, the muscles of her pussy flexing in welcome around me.
“Oh, you thought I was possessive before? Just you fucking wait.” I lean down and scoop my hips at a new angle, making her squeal. Yes, squeal. Like a trapped brat. And we both fucking love it. She excites herself with that childish sound and watching her realize it is excruciatingly perfect and again, utterly damning. No way off this dark path. Thank God. “There might be days you hate me for sending you back into the house to change your tank top or put on a bra, but I’ll fuck you until you’re smiling at me again. Won’t I, Ayla?”
“Yes,” she whimpers. “Yes.”
My spend is so heavy in my balls that I’m wincing as I thrust. Too good. Too fucking good. I should have beat off before taking her virginity because her first time needs to be incredible and I’m already poised to pop. I try to keep my eyes closed and focus on the unreal sensation of sliding in and out of her wet pussy, but I have to look. I must see her at all times. And my God, she’s so beautiful, the most breathtaking sight in the world, her lips parted in astonishment, her tits shaking with every rough slap of my hips. I’ve never seen her eyes so blue, so luminous and they’re focused on me.
Encouraging me to fuck her like the beast that I am.
“I hope you like the view, Ayla,” I growl, falling forward to sink my teeth into her ear lobe, jerking her knees higher around my waist and bearing down harder. “You’re going to be seeing it for the rest of your life. Death will have to bring an army to drag me off you.”
Her eyes flash with something akin to possessiveness. I know what it looks like because I’ve seen it in my own eyes when I think about her while looking in a mirror. It’s a singular kind of ominous gleam. “I won’t let Death take you.” She pouts that bottom lip and buries her heels in my ass. “You’re mine.”
It’s a wonder I don’t spill everything I’ve got in this moment. I grit my teeth and flex my stomach as hard as possible, somehow managing not to come over my girl claiming me. Verbally. Out loud. It’s my most coveted dream come to life. “Ayla’s man,” I chant in her neck. “Ayla’s man. Top to bottom. Through and through. Always have been.”
The tempo of her breath is starting to change. She likes the angle of my hips. It’s working for her so I don’t shift, don’t stop, just continue to use the trunk of my cock to rub her wet clit, giving it a firm grind here and there, until she’s rocking upwards into those grinds and making these urgent mewling sounds that wreak havoc on my balls.
I groan deep in my throat, lost in the grip of her body. “Baby likes that, doesn’t she?”
“I love it,” she whimpers.
“You’re about to show me how much you enjoyed your first ride at the lake, aren’t you?” I’m starting to sweat, strain, my loins on fire with the urgency to nut. Just a little bit longer and she’ll hit that peak, too. Come on, hang in there. If only she wasn’t so fucking tight. Levering myself up slightly on my left fist, I slip my fingers down between us. I thrust deep and rough, hold myself there and stroke her clit rapidly, watching a rush of lust transform her features, her back slowly, slowly arching until she screams. “Ahhhh there we go, little girl.” She clenches around me with such force, it feels like she’s going to squeeze my dick off in the best way. I feel every little milking tug of her cunt, her sounds of pleasure echoing in my ears and engraving themselves onto my soul. “Been waiting a long time to fuck that scream out of you. My favorite sound before I ever heard it.”