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 push her skirt up and outline her plump pussy lips. She bucks and arches when my cool fingertips slip between her lips and brush her swollen clit. “I like the lack of panties. Think I’ll make you go commando regularly, so I can fuck you whenever and however I want.”
The bed shifts as I move between her legs. “Such a good little slut,” I growl into the wetness of her cunt, licking my lips in anticipation of her delicious cum flooding my mouth. “Does it make you hot when I look at you?” She bucks, teeth clamped down on her lip. “Does it make you hot knowing how fucking hard you make me? How I can’t think about anything but you? It only took one look to get me addicted to you, sweet sparrow.”
“Gunner,” she moans. “Please.”
“Tell me what you want, Sparrow. I want to hear the words.”
“Please, fuck me, Gunner. Please. My pussy is so wet, and I need you.”
“How do you want it, darlin’?”
“I-I want it to hurt. I want you to force me to do whatever you want. Treat me like you don’t care about me. Make me your worthless whore.”
“Jesus, you’re so hot and silky.” I kiss the inside of her thighs as my finger glides through her wetness. “You’re going to scream for me, Cash. I want your pussy red and swollen from the depraved acts I’ll throw at you. I want to hear you begging for me to whip this cunt until you think you’re going to pass out from the pain. I want to fuck you until my dick is raw and soaked with your cum.” My fingers speed up, working her to the edge of another orgasm. “And then, I want to fill every one of your sweet holes and take you to the brink of insanity until you can’t tell the difference between pleasure and pain.”
“Gunner, oh my God, your words are so… You have no idea what you’re doing to me when you talk so…”
A cocky grin lifts my lips. “Filthy?”
“So filthy.”
Bending over, I grip her jaw and make her wince. I know I’m being rougher than I should, but I’m giving my girl what she wants. She craves the roughness because it gives her peace. She needs the loss of control to gain a sense of worth. My violence is her relief, my words of humiliation are her calm, and the pain my hands inflict allows her to release her fear.
I cup her mouth and nose with my hand, limiting her ability to breathe. “Shut the fuck up and spread your legs.”
Cash presses her legs together, doing the exact opposite of my request.
A smirk forms on my lips. My sparrow is ready to play. The little brat. “You’re going to regret that, whore.”
I rise and unbuckle my belt, pulling it from the hoops of my black jeans. Wrapping the leather around my hand, I gaze down at my girl and smile. “I’m going to give you two options. You can open your legs willingly and only get five strikes on your pussy, or you can refuse, and I’ll pry your legs open and strike you ten times.”
“Neither,” she says defiantly.
I grip her shirt with one hand and tear it off her flesh, exposing her big tits in a white lace bra. My free hand dips into the cups, pulling out her giant tits. Without warning, I strike her with the belt on one nipple and then the other.
Cash cries out, arching her back, almost begging for more. “Oh, darlin’, you seem to be under the impression you have a choice.”
I hold her gaze as I undo my pants and unleash my cock. It points directly at her like an arrow. The bed squeaks as I get on top and straddle her. My ass is above her head, my dick pointing at her mouth with my piercing hovering over her lips. Cash moans, desperate to hold her resolve. I dip down, rubbing the tip of my cock along the seam of her lips. She pushes her head up and sticks out her tongue, licking my piercing.
“Such a cock whore, aren’t you, Sparrow? You’ll do anything for a taste. You want my dick in your pathetic mouth hole?”
“No.”
The tip of her tongue licking my cock tells me she’s a liar. Cash wants me to make her, force her, take what I want.
I turn my torso and squeeze her nose, holding her nostrils firmly to force her mouth open before ramming my cock down her throat.
“Fuck,” I moan, holding myself back.
In this position, in the wet warmth of her mouth, I could blow in less than five seconds. With her mouth preoccupied and hands indisposed, I grip her thigh and force her legs open. Her cunt is wet, her clit hard and ready for anything I see fit. I pull my arm back and flick the belt directly to her center.