Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83236 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83236 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Maybe I should be scared, but it’s impossible. If the way my juices are coating his shaft right now is anything to go by, I’m more excited than I’ve ever been in my life. “Please,” I whimper, and that one word is enough to send him over the edge.
Thank God.
Chapter 32
Joker
Fuck, my girl does not know the bear she’s poking. I don’t want to scare her, but if she’s going to ask for the real me, then she’s going to get it. She’s so fucking wet already that it would have been impossible to turn down the chance she was offering. Her hot little cunt is dripping all over my cock. I should make her clean it off. Any other time I might. I’m too far gone now. I shift on the bed, slapping her on the ass as I haul her roughly off my body.
“On your hands and knees now,” I command, my tone coming out darker and filled with authority. It’s a timbre my beautiful Peaches will become intimately familiar with. It’s one I will only use on her for the rest of our lives. She looks at me, her eyes wide like saucers as surprise hits her. “Now,” I order when she hesitates. She turns immediately, and I take a minute just to admire her. Her peach shaped ass is on full display, white and creamy, begging to be spanked. She’s looking over her shoulder at me. I know she’s nervous. My Skylar can’t hide that. Yet, I can also see excitement written all over her face. Something settles deep inside of me. I worried she would want something else from our relationship. I was prepared to attempt changing for her, but I now know that I won’t have to.
I move behind her, pushing on the inside of her thighs, forcing her legs farther apart. I grunt as I touch her wet, creamy thighs. Jesus, she’s soaked. “So fucking wet for me,” I purr, leaning my body over hers. I slide my hand between her legs, palming her pussy and squeezing it. “This wet little cunt is all for me, isn’t it, Skylar? It belongs to me and only me.”
“Yes,” she whispers.
I smile because I like she agreed, but it still doesn’t work for me. I keep my grip on her and use my free hand to swat her ass again. “What did you say? I can’t hear you.”
“Yes. I’m yours,” she cries.
My grin deepens, pleased as fuck where this is going. Yet, I push for more. She tempted me—now she’s going to see what happens.
I spank her once more, this time making it a little harder. Skylar’s body jerks in response, as I tighten my hold on her cunt. “You forgot something, Peaches. Who does this pussy belong to? Who do you belong to?” I ask again.
“You,” she responds instantly.
Her ass is pink. It’s fucking beautiful. I stroke my hand over it, petting the warmed skin. At the same time, I flex the hand holding her pussy, tightening my hold before releasing and repeating the same thing over and over. I know my action is teasing her clit. She’s so wet, I can tell she loves what we’re doing. There’s no way to misunderstand it. I let my fingers press between her lips, seeking her clit. I stroke the swollen button before pinching it between her fingers.
“You’re new to what is between us, so I’m going to help you out, baby.”
“You are?” she gasps. Her body is trembling as I continue to work her clit.
“When we’re alone together, I’m Tor or Sir.”
“Okay,” she breathes, her body rocking into my hands. She stretches, trying to get what she needs. What my woman doesn’t understand is she will only get it when I’m ready to give it.
“Answer correctly,” I grunt, spanking her a little harder than I have before.
“Yes, Tor,” she pants.
I thought I’d rather hear her call me sir, but I was wrong. Having her whisper Tor, makes my balls tighten and my dick throb. I lean down, running my tongue over her ass. You can see my handprint now and I love it so much I bite it.
“Fuck,” she hisses out. Skylar’s hips jerk back, her pussy quivering around my fingers, and her body shuddering. “Please, Tor, make me come. I need you,” she begs me so prettily. I kiss the bite mark and run my tongue over it once more.
I don’t know how I got so fucking lucky. My woman is perfect—she’s everything I could ever imagine wanting, not that I ever had before meeting Skylar. I’m never letting her go. I will tie her to me. I will use the pleasure I can bring her. I will feed the hunger that she has inside her. She doesn’t even realize what she craves—but I do. I’m definitely going to use that to my advantage.