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)
He chuckles. “Is that all you’ve got, little bird?” His voice is patronizing, and it gives me the boost of anger I need to gather more strength.
I shove at his chest again, this time like I mean it. I actually manage to move him a few inches away from me. My small win is short-lived when he easily snatches up both of my wrists and pulls them roughly on top of my head. He holds both of my wrists with his one hand, pinning them to the mattress above me with brute force.
Not being gentle at all, he used his free hand to shove my shirt up to my neck and my bra down so my tits spill out. As soon as my breasts are exposed, he cups my right one harshly, massaging it a little too hard for my liking. But I manage to stay quiet until he takes my nipple between his fingers, rolling it so hard that I yelp out in pain. “That hurt!”
“Well, do something about it,” he taunts with a sinister grin.
That’s when I really start fighting him. I buck my hips and kick out my legs. At the same time, I pull my arms down with all my might, managing to free one of my wrists from Briggs’s grasp.
I swing my now free arm around, balling my hand to a fist, I punch Briggs in his side as hard as I can. He grunts but quickly regains his posture.
“That’s better.” Briggs chuckles. “But still not enough.”
He briefly lifts off me, just long enough to grab me by the hips and flip me over onto my stomach. I try to push up on my knees and crawl away, but before I can get far, Briggs straddles my thighs, his weight on my lower half immobilizing me.
I feel his fingers hooking into my waistband, and in one swift move, he tugs my leggings down. He repeats the motion with my panties, leaving me exposed to him.
He places his hand between my shoulder blades, shoving me further into the mattress, while his other hand finds my center. His fingers run through my already wet folds, making him chuckle.
“I see you like playing my game,” Briggs taunts. “You like being helpless. You like being my little fuck toy.”
Without warning, he shoves two thick fingers inside of me. My walls clench at the sudden intrusion. I whimper in pain while Briggs fucks my pussy with his fingers.
The pain quickly turns into something else. Arousal blooms in my core as his digits move in and out of me at a rapid pace.
Turning my face, I moan into the pillow as I can feel my first orgasm building quickly.
Briggs thrusts his fingers into me hard and fast. More moisture comes with each stroke until I can hear how wet I am for him. The erotic sound only adds to my arousal.
A warm feeling sparks in my core. My body tightens as Briggs curls his fingers around inside of me, rubbing a spot that makes me see stars. The orgasm slams into me, rushing through my body in a delicious wave of pleasure.
My thighs are still quivering when Briggs pulls out his soaked fingers and slowly runs them up to my other hole.
“What are you doing?” I ask breathlessly.
“Trying something new,” he states, while massaging my puckered hole. “Relax, this is not going to hurt… as long as you don’t tense up.”
He pushed the tip of his finger in and relaxing is the furthest thing from my mind. I expect it to hurt for some reason, but as his finger pushes deeper into my ass, I realize it doesn’t. It just feels foreign.
“That’s it, let me in. I’m going to make you feel good,” Briggs promises, his voice husky.
It’s not until he adds a second finger that I feel a little ping of pain, but it’s manageable.
“Fuck, you are so tight.” He breathes heavily now. “I’m gonna need some lube for my dick.”
At the mention of his dick, a sliver of panic arises in my chest. I feel full with two fingers up my ass. I don’t want to know what his cock will feel like.
Briggs pulls out of my ass and leans over to get something from his nightstand, while keeping a firm hand between my shoulder blades.
A moment later, I hear something pop open before a cool liquid drips down between my ass cheeks.
“What is that?” I ask with a shudder.
“Just some lube. Stay relaxed,” he says, as if it was the easiest thing in the world.
Briggs throws the bottle beside us and moves his fingers back between my legs. He runs his digits from my ass all the way down to my clit and then back up at a leisurely pace.
I moan at the sensation. With all the lube, he easily slides through my folds and when he gets back to my ass, he fills me up with two of his fingers once more.