Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 109562 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 438(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109562 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 438(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
He pulls out, leaving me empty. “Keep it open for me. I want to taste you first.”
Burying his head between my thighs, he licks my slit before sucking my clit into his mouth. My back arches as he laps at the nub with his tongue, prolonging the almost too intense pleasure of the aftershocks. By the time he gives me a reprieve, my arms are shaking.
“You taste delicious,” he says. “I’m already addicted.”
I let my arms drop next to me, earning a gentler slap between my legs.
“Keep open for me. We’re just getting started.”
I simply don’t have the energy. “Is this my punishment?”
Rubbing a hand over my back, he bends down and kisses my spine. “That was the spanking I promised you this morning. I told you already, as much as I love your smart mouth, you have to learn to show me respect. If I let this kind of behavior slide, it’ll be too easy to slip up in public.”
I strain my neck to look at him. “And Saverio De Luca always has a handle on his women?”
“His woman,” he corrects.
Before I can make sense of it, he grips my wrists and places my hands on my folds.
“Hold it, treasure. You can do it. That’s right, gorgeous. Now take a deep breath. I’m going to put just the head in.”
His words are coaxing and soothing, entering one ear and exiting the other like white noise. I’m floating in a space of lethargic euphoria until he grabs his cock in a fist and positions the crest at my opening.
He locks one hand on my hip and leans into me, moving slowly, but the stretch as he parts me is already too much. I utter a gasp, trying to angle my hips away from the onslaught, but he catches me with an arm around my waist, trapping my arms between us and holding me in place.
“That’s a good girl. You can take me.”
The burn is incredible. I think I may tear, but then he stops.
He slips his hand from my hip over my stomach. “This is my favorite part of you.”
“My stomach?” I ask with surprise.
I don’t have a flat belly like some lucky women. My naturally rounded stomach is definitely not my best asset.
“If all other men were blind, I’d make you walk around in tube tops and hipsters all day so I could admire your curves every minute of every hour.”
“You’re crazy.”
He chuckles. “No arguing that.”
“Sav,” I cry out when he moves another inch and the burn flares.
“Shh, baby girl.”
He smooths his palm over my stomach to the center of my legs. When he massages my clit, the need builds again. I’m wet, even wetter than earlier, but it doesn’t make it easier to take him.
“I can’t,” I say, pinching my eyes closed.
“Relax.” He tightens his arm around my waist, pulling me harder against his groin as he showers me with sweet promises. “You can lower your arms. I’ll take care of you. I’ll make this good for you.”
He pushes deeper at the same time as he pulls me back, penetrating me another inch. I swear he makes me feel like a virgin. It hurts so good. And just when I think the worst is over, he shoves home and buries himself up to the hilt.
My eyes fly open. We’re both breathing hard. I’m inhaling and exhaling through the discomfort, watching his beautiful profile through my lashes. From the way he clenches his jaw and every muscle in his body tenses, he’s trying to maintain control. What he said earlier now seems like a real possibility. If he’s not careful, he’ll truly break me in two.
He caresses my breast while rubbing my clit, keeping perfectly still inside me. After a while, my muscles soften as my pleasure reaches a new height. Just before I go over, he moves. The sting intensifies but then it melts into the pleasure, and when the orgasm hits, all that’s left is devastating euphoria.
“Yes,” he grits out, thrusting his hips faster. “Come on my cock.”
His words trigger more aftershocks. Depleted of energy, I collapse like a sack of bones. Only his arm around my waist keeps me up. I sink into that feeling of hopeless lethargy, letting him use me until his cock grows even thicker and his body pulls taut.
Warmth bathes me inside as he empties himself with a groan. He pumps until he’s dry before lowering me gently and following me down to the mattress. He keeps his weight on his elbows while planting a kiss on my neck.
“You took me well. Such a good girl.”
I sigh when he pulls out, already missing the contact.
“Put your hand between your legs,” he says.
I blink. “Why?”
“Do it.”
Frowning, I slide an arm between the mattress and my body.
“Here,” he says, taking my hand and pressing it over my folds. “Hold it in. If you let my cum leak out, you’ll get another spanking, and this time, I won’t be playing.”