Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 15030 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15030 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
I walked my life in a haze of women, one body after the next. A warm piece of flesh, never caring for any of them. Then Stella broke my resistance. She slithered her beautiful self through to the center of my heart.
The love I have for this woman knows no bounds. It’s infinite and all-consuming. I never thought I’d love anyone except my two best friends and myself, but Stella showed me that not only can I love someone with a deep devotion, but I’d be willing to do anything, and I mean anything, for that person. She’s the moon, the stars, and my entire world.
I slide a finger in her ass as I check her out in the mirror, her eyes shut. “Open your eyes, Stella. I want you to watch yourself, pretty girl. To see how well you take me and how you beg for more.”
Her eyes flash open, deep brown irises consumed with lust as I insert one more finger into her ass. “Look at how open your ass is for me. You like having my fingers in your ass, don’t you, baby?”
Her tits bounce as her chest rises and falls. “Yes. More, please. Give me more.”
“So hungry, Rabbit. I think you’d like to be fisted. One in your pussy and another in your sexy ass.”
She lets out a sigh of relief when I line up my cock to her pussy and push my way in. “Such a dirty girl. So wet. Desperate for my cock to fill it.” I smack her cunt with the bristle part of the brush, and her body jerks. “Gushing like a whore with that pain, aren’t you, Rabbit?”
“Yes,” she moans.
“Reach behind and spread your ass for me.”
Stella does as she’s asked, her face pressed up against the mirror as her fingers open her sexy round ass for my pleasure. She whimpers as I remove my fingers, place the rounded tip of the brush handle toward her asshole, and slowly push it in.
“I’m gonna fuck your ass with the brush, Stella. You know what kind of girl lets men do that to her?”
“No.”
“A pretty little slut,” I answer, pushing the handle into her ass at the same time as I thrust my cock further into her pussy. “And you know how much I love my perfect little slut.”
She backs up to meet my thrusts. The small room echoes with her screams of pleasure and the sound of my palm connecting against her thick ass.
I rub her flesh and then do it again. “Fuck, I love how your ass jiggles. Your body’s so perfect, Stella. You’re so beautiful. You’re doing so well, pretty girl, taking it all for me.”
Her lips part and she pants my name. “Ronan!”
My cock thickens simply at hearing my name on her lips. It’s not the word as much as how she says it, with pure lust, emotion, and desire. Stella doesn’t see me as a pretty boy to fuck that she can tell her friends about. Stella sees me as part of her heart, a central figure in her life. She sees me as worthy, valuable, and someone she wants to love.
“Say it again,” I demand as I slap her ass.
“Ronan!”
The tip of my finger glides through her slit and connects with her clit. As I press down and she moans. “So pretty when you’re about to cum for me, baby. I want to hear you scream my name when you blow all over my cock.”
I fist her hair and tug her hair back when she shuts her eyes again. “Don’t close your eyes, Rabbit. I want to see the desire in your eyes when you come. Your eyes on me, beautiful.”
“I’m going to come.”
“Good Rabbit. Look into my eyes when I make you.”
My hips move with abandon as I thrust into her, one hand moving the brush handle, the other rubbing her clit. My balls tighten as she grips my dick like a vice, and I come in her pussy as she screams her orgasm.
Her lips are parted, her eyes glazed with post-coital bliss. “I don’t have any panties. I’m going to be walking out there with no panties and cum leaking out of me.”
I chuckle as I lean in and place a kiss on her shoulder. “Ask nicely, and I’m confident Axel or Kian will clean you up.”
She backs into me, and I get off while helping her to her feet. “Why are you like this?”
“Maybe the better question, Rabbit, isn’t why I’m like this, but why me being like this makes you come like a champ.”
Chapter
Six
AXEL
“I hope Stella and Ronan are okay,” Laura says as she sips her tea.
My stepmother and father were a little nervous when we first told them about our situation. My father was a little taken aback. He wasn’t sure what to make of his son banging his two best friends and his new stepdaughter, but Laura seemed to talk him off the ledge.