Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 58521 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 293(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58521 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 293(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
Walker whispered in my ear, his voice low and breathy. “We don’t have to do anything. We can just pretend.”
I pulled back from him and glared. “Do you usually pretend?”
He frowned. “I— This isn’t usual.”
I felt a ridiculous stroke of jealousy at whatever woman he usually did this kind of thing with. And felt even more determined to steal this one night for myself.
I leaned up and whispered into his ear, so close my lips brushed his skin. “I’m so wet for you right now.”
Even uttering the filthy words made me shudder underneath him. I had no idea where I got the boldness, except that I could still feel him hard against my belly. He wanted this as much as I did. “I want you to fuck me like you were fucking my mouth. My cunt is dripping for you. I want you to slap my ass while I squeeze around you—”
Well, those were apparently the magic words because he flipped me around so that my bare ass was in the air. My hands were still tied behind my back, but the pallet had a pillow on it and Walker positioned it under my face.
And then all softness was gone. As Walker was leaned over, he whispered in my ear, and his voice was rough. “Apparently I need to teach you a lesson,” he growled, his voice deep and rough. “Not to go where little girls shouldn’t be wandering. Curiosity gets little kittens in trouble.”
He smacked my ass and my eyes went wide. No one had ever— I mean, I knew I’d asked him to, but the way he’d done it, it was like he had experience spanking women. And it felt— It felt—
He spanked me again and I couldn’t help wiggling closer to him, wanting more. He gave it to me, spanking me several more times before grabbing my hip with his right hand and reaching between my legs with his other. He slipped a finger inside me. Maybe to check how wet I was.
He slipped right in up to the knuckle because I was absolutely sopping for him. Apparently, he realized it too because he yanked out, spanked me with his wet-fingered hand, then plunged his cock straight in.
I yelped at the invasion, I couldn’t help it. He was so big, and so much, and it was exactly the way I’d dreamed of a man taking me. I stretched my ass back towards him, imagining how I looked to him. Hands tied by the ribbon, ass out, his cock disappearing into me between my round ass cheeks.
He spanked me again and then started to really fuck me. The slap of his thighs and balls against my flesh, oh God, holy shit— And he was hitting a spot inside that was so good, so, oh holy—
I didn’t bother to quiet my noises of pleasure. I’d obviously never had an orgasm with penetrative sex. I’d sort of thought it was a myth. But here Walker was, taking me there.
Everyone else in the room was crying out too, and for once in my life, I didn’t bother being the quiet, decorous girl I’d been raised to be. I clenched and squirted around Walker’s cock as I came hard. And I cried out my pleasure as I did.
Walker’s grip on my hips and waist grew punishing as he pumped in twice more and then bottomed out, blasting his hot cum deep inside me.
5
WALKER
A tsunami of emotions suffocated the sound of high heels of our guests leaving the room. My body buzzed with everything that just happened. All I could do was focus on the back of Jasmine as she was escorted out of the ballroom, the evening complete. She looked over her shoulder at me one last time, our eyes locking, our sinful connection disappearing with every step she took away from me.
I’d never hated the sound of canes hitting the floors more than I did when the Elders announced the Trial was over. I could have stayed with Jasmine all night, kissing her, licking her, whispering promises of tomorrow, and fucking her over and over again. Even with an audience, with other people having sex around me, I had never quite felt such a connection with someone so quickly. Our bodies morphed as one as if I was always meant to be inside of her.
I needed more. One taste wasn’t enough. It wasn’t nearly enough. And yet, one taste was all I’d get.
Tuxedos and cloaks were all around me, sounds of zippers, and grins of completion, but I needed to regain control and find my belle.
Reality.
A flicker of guilt hit as I scanned the room for Cindy. I had been completely oblivious to anyone other than Jasmine. I had no idea who Cindy ended up with and wondered if she watched me and Jasmine together—possibly with jealousy or resentment. It wasn’t like Cindy and I were a couple or expressed any emotions that we were heading in that direction, but I still didn’t want to be an asshole to her. I didn’t want to hurt her feelings or her ego by choosing someone else, but well… the universe stepped in, took control, and what happened… happened.