Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 54283 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54283 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
Her hands tremble as she reaches for my belt, fumbling with the buckle. A groan rumbles from my chest as she pulls my zipper down and slips her hand inside, freeing my aching cock.
"Fuck, princesa," I hiss as she wraps her hand around the base of my shaft, stroking me like she owns the goddamn thing.
Her tongue darts out, flicking her plump bottom lip like she can already taste me on it, and my cock jerks, precum beading at the tip.
She flicks her gaze up to mine, her emerald eyes dark with desire, silently begging for permission. As if I'm going to tell her no.
I fist my hand in her hair and guide her forward until her lips brush against my head. "Open," I rasp. "Take me deep, little one."
She eagerly parts her lips, enveloping the head of my cock in the hot, wet perfection of that mouth.
I groan, my knees shaking as she wraps her tongue around my crown, lapping at the cum leaking from my slit. Dio, she's good at this, a natural little cocksucker. Like she was made to be on her knees with my cock between her lips.
She bobs her head, lips stretched wide as she takes me deeper, her hand stroking what she can't fit.
"That's it, mi amor," I praise. "Just like that. Relax your throat for me. Let me fuck that pretty face."
She whimpers around me, the vibrations sending sparks of pleasure zinging through me. I curse under my breath and thrust my hips, pushing deeper.
She gags slightly but doesn't pull away.
"Fuck, such a good girl," I praise as I fuck her face with shallow thrusts, letting her get used to the sensation. "You love choking on my cock, don't you? Love the way I use your pretty mouth for my pleasure."
She moans her agreement, flattening her tongue along the underside of my shaft as I pump between her stretched lips, forcing my cock deeper.
Saliva drips down her chin, coating my balls.
I growl, fisting her hair with both hands now, holding her in place as I slam into her throat, my balls slapping against her chin with every thrust. She takes it like the perfect little cockslut she is, gagging and sputtering, tears leaking from her eyes, still looking at me with complete submission in her eyes.
I pull out, letting her gasp for air. She pants, lips swollen and slick with spit, pride blazing in her eyes.
This fucking princesa…Dio. I said I was going to break her. It was a motherfucking lie. She's already broken me, changed me, turned me from a goddamn monster to a desperate, deranged motherfucker willing to do anything just for a taste of her. Just for a smile. Just for the fucking honor of being the one who touches her like this, fucks her like this.
I'll raze this empire to the ground myself for this. For her. It'd be worth it. No question about it.
"Stand up and walk to the window," I command.
She shakily gets to her feet, stumbling to the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city. I grab her hips and yank her back against me, grinding my cock against the curve of her ass.
"I'm going to fuck you right here against the glass," I breathe in her ear. "I'm going to pound this needy little cunt until you're screaming my name for all of LA to hear. You want that, mi cielito? You want everyone to know who this pussy belongs to?"
"Yes," she whimpers, pressing back against me.
Of course she does. Because this girl was made for me, desire for desire, sin for motherfucking sin.
I roughly tug her skirt up over her wide hips, yanking her lacy panties down her thighs. She gasps as I tear open her blouse, buttons pinging across the floor. I unhook her bra with a deft flick, freeing her perfect breasts.
"Hands on the glass," I order.
She obeys instantly, flattening her palms against the window like the greedy little thing she is.
I step back, drinking in the sight of her—naked except for her heels, splayed out for me, the city sprawling beyond. Fucking gorgeous.
I trail my fingers down her spine, over the swell of her ass. She shivers, goosebumps rising on her alabaster skin.
I groan when I slip my hand between her legs, my fingers sliding against her soaked thighs. I find her already soaked. "Did choking on my cock get you this wet, mi amor?"
"No," she breathes, arching into my touch as I circle her swollen clit with my thumb.
"No?" I arch a brow.
"Your hands on my body did. The way you speak to me did. You did. Choking on your cock made me almost come. Please…"
Fuck. Her honesty is a treasure, something to protect at all costs.
I press two fingers into her tight cunt, and she cries out, clenching around me. I curl them, finding that sensitive spot inside her, and rub mercilessly.