Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43681 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43681 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
I pump my hand up and down my cock and capture the pre-cum glistening on the tip, bringing it to my mouth. Cash moans, and I repeat the action. “You like that, baby? Does it make you hot to see me taste my cum? Be a good girl, do as you’re told, and I’ll eat it straight out of your pussy.”
Cash glides her hand down to her stomach, and I almost come just looking at her. “Pinch it. Like I would.”
“Gunner,” she protests as her big, beautiful tit falls out of her mouth.
“You need to appreciate those parts of you that get me hard because when I fuck you, Cash, I won’t hold back. I want to touch every inch of you and have you enjoy it. I need you to see how beautiful you are. How sexy. So you’re going to be a good girl and do as you’re told.”
Chapter 8
Cash
My body fights my mind in a battle of wills. I’m so turned on that I’ll probably do whatever Gunner demands of me, but that mental block from hurtful words hurled at me my whole life makes the current act painful.
Chills rock my body as my trembling fingers touch the rolls of my stomach. I hum “Here Comes the Sun” by The Beatles, a song I latch onto whenever I want to escape.
Realization dawns on me. I see my body as something to turn away from, and I hate that. I push through the lies the industry has told me and hold my stomach firmly. My eyes flutter shut, and I force myself to get lost in the sensation.
This is the reason I like rough sex. It allows you to shut down the world around you and lean into your basic carnal needs. All I can think about is copulation and the unimaginable pleasure that Gunner can give me.
“That’s it. Fuck, Sparrow, that’s so sexy.”
My eyes fly open. Gunner is standing closer than he was a moment before, but not close enough to touch. “Gunner, please.”
One hand remains on his thick, long dick, his index finger brushing the silver balls along the tip. His other hand caresses my face. “I like it when you beg, Sparrow. Knowing that you need me as much as I crave you. But before I shove my cock in that tight, wet cunt, I want a show.”
“A show?” What else does he want to see? I just grabbed parts of my body and sucked my nipple for his pleasure.
“Finger that pretty pussy for me, Sparrow. Show me how you like to touch yourself.”
Heat floods my body as he gazes hungrily at my body. My hand moves from my stomach down to my center, and I gently drag my finger between my pussy lips.
“Open your legs wider. I want to get a good look at you finger fucking my pussy.”
My legs open at his demand, exposing more of me to Gunner. He smiles as he brings his hand to his face. He spits on it before bringing it back to his dick. My mouth waters as I watch his hand glide along the smooth length. How would it feel deep in my holes, dominating me, ripping me apart with its massive size?
My tongue slips out and I lick my lips, pretending I’m teasing the silver balls at the tip of his cock. “You’re God’s favorite child.”
Gunner steps closer and smirks. “Or the product of the Devil.”
His eyes hold mine, a game of chicken to see who’ll fold first. “Want to know how full it would feel with my dick pounding into your wet cunt?”
I lose the game as my mouth runs dry. I squeak out a pathetic “Yes.”
“How many fingers can you shove into that little pussy?”
“I’ve put four in there before.”
Gunner licks his lips. “Show me.”
Moans escape my throat, not from the pleasure of my fingers, not from shoving one finger followed by another inside me, but from how Gunner makes me burn simply by staring at me. Wanton, sexy, desirable, powerful, free. Somehow, Gunner has gone past a barrier I set so high, even I was unable to climb it.
Gunner moves closer until his body presses against mine, forcing me back until I’m pressed against the bark of a large oak tree. “That’s it, Sparrow. Push them in. Stretch that perfect cunt for me.”
I gaze at the tip of his cock pressing against my pussy.
“Eyes on me, Cashleigh.”
I smile at the sound of my full name on his lips. As I look into his eyes, Gunner pushes the tip of his cock into my pussy, ensuring my senses burn with the feel of his jewelry. God, had I known a dick piercing would feel this good, I would have ensured all the escorts had one.
I moan as he pushes further, stuffing me full. A scream falls from my mouth, causing the birds overhead to leave their perches within the trees.