Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 84072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Resting my head on her shoulder, I rub my whole body against her, letting my cock bump into her pussy. She gasps, and I moan. I could lie here like this with her all night and be happy, but my cock has other plans.
15
WREN
He is different. Relaxed, less angry, mellowed out. His eyes are red and glassy. His movements are gentle, almost caring, or maybe I’m just imagining it and it’s all part of the drugs in my system. Either way, I’m not afraid of him like I usually am, not even now with both of us naked.
His body covers mine like a heavy blanket, his warmth seeping into my skin in a comforting way. He moves, grinding himself against me, and I’m very aware of his cock so close to my pussy.
I tried not to react when his fingers were on my clit, but my body betrayed me, and I felt myself getting wet. I’ve made myself come with my fingers before, but nothing compared to someone else touching me down there. If he hadn’t stopped, I would have come. I should be ashamed, but my mind is not my own right now. Whatever drugs are in my system won’t let me think straight.
Maybe that’s a good thing?
At least I’m relaxed, and he is not being forceful. He could really hurt me right now, something I would have expected from him, instead he is cuddling me.
“You feel so good,” he murmurs into my hair, his voice low and gravelly. “I’m going to fuck you now,” he warns before lifting himself up on his elbows.
I gulp. His face is only inches away from mine, his foggy gaze locks on my face as he shifts his hips to line his cock up with my entrance.
My hands twitch, my mind urging me to push him away. Instead, I fist the soft sheets beneath me. I know pushing him away would be futile. Besides, he is being gentle, and I don’t want to change his mood.
I feel the silky tip of his cock at my entrance, and he slowly pushes inside. I gasp at the intrusion. It doesn’t hurt, though it feels foreign. My pussy stretches around his cock, and I remember how big he was in my mouth. Is he even going to fit inside of me? My thoughts evaporate as the stretching feeling turns into slight pain. My pussy is having a hard time adjusting.
“It will only hurt for a moment,” he whispers before thrusting into me all the way.
I yelp out in pain, my hands flying up to grab his muscular upper arms. My nails dig into his skin.
“Shhh,” he coos, “you’re doing so well.” He lowers himself on top of me again, his head resting in the crook of my neck as I try to breathe through the pain. The way he pushes me into the mattress somehow calms me.
For a few moments, he just stays like this, buried deep inside of me until the pain slowly subsides, and my breathing returns to normal. He must sense it too, or maybe he doesn’t care enough, but he suddenly starts moving again.
Pulling his cock out slowly, he pushes it all the way back inside until I feel his balls pressed up against my skin. This time there is almost no pain, only a feeling of being extremely full. He repeats the motion, thrusting in and out at a leisurely pace.
“You feel so amazing,” he moans. His praise feels wrong somehow, or at least it’s not what I’m used to coming from his mouth. For the first time, I wonder if he might be on some kind of drug too. He’s certainly acting out of character, not that I’m complaining.
I throw my head back onto the pillow and my eyes flutter shut. I don’t want to think about who is fucking me right now. I just want it to feel good.
Keeping my grip on his arms, I pretend he is someone I actually like, someone who doesn’t bully me and makes me do things I don’t want. I pretend he is just some guy I met and invited into this bed. Ugh, that feels wrong too. I don’t want some random guy, but I don’t want Briggs, either.
My thoughts evaporate into thin air when Briggs shifts on top of me. He reaches down, hooking his hand under my knee and pulling it up to get better access to my pussy. The new position has him going deeper and hitting some spot inside of me that has me squirming in his hold. There is a flutter in my core I’ve never felt before, something deep and primal that has me panting with need.
“Fuck, your pussy is clamping down on me like you are about to come,” Briggs says against my neck, his breath fanning over the sensitive skin there, drawing out a shudder. “Are you going to come on my cock like a good girl?”