Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 125(@200wpm)___ 100(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
“Here,” she says, holding a small clear tube out. “You might need this. Best put it on now before it’s too late.”
I stare, surprised, at the bottle of Astroglide.
“Really?” I ask. “You’ve been carrying that the entire time? But actually, I’m pretty wet already. I know I shouldn’t be, but this ‘hunt’ turns me on and I’m slick down there.”
Halsey merely giggles.
“Oh, I know, me too. But my guess is that the men are going to be animals, and whenever that happens with Travis, he “accidentally” slips into the wrong hole. Don’t get me wrong because I love it, and he’s usually plenty lubed from my pussy fluids already. But I’ve learned to be prepared,” she says before squirting a bit of gel into her palm. Then, the curvy blonde turns around and bends over, pulling one big cheek to the side. She dabs her fingers at her asshole, and I watch, astonished, as Halsey slides one finger in an inch or two, her pink pucker clenching around her digit.
“Oh yeah,” she moans, lashes fluttering shut. “Fuck, it’s going to be good when he takes me there. I’d prepare yourself too, Annie,” she says in warning to me. “The men become beasts, and it’s a good kind of beastly, but also ruthless and rough if you’re not ready.”
You know what? Halsey’s right. I take the bottle of Astroglide from her and gently squirt some into my palm. Then, I too bend over, pulling one big cheek to the side before gently dabbing my asshole with the lube. Oh my God, is this really happening? Am I getting ready to pop my anal cherry with Curtis? After all, I’ve never been taken back there before, so it’s bound to hurt. Yet, if it happens, I know I’m going to love it because he’s so enormous and hard, and I love the thought of that huge horse cock buried deep between my buttocks.
But these thoughts are wrong because it’s not like we’re on a path to happily ever after. If anything, this is just a dirty holiday hook-up, made all the more precarious by the fact that soon, Halsey’s going to move here, to the Kingston Estate. I’ll probably barely see her, and then my connection to her stepdad will slowly fade too. I’ll probably never see him again either.
My heart drops at that realization, and I feel sad, but then I force myself to buck-up. Even if this is the last time (or one of the last times) I’m intimate with Curt, at least it can be good. My body hums as I finish prepping myself, and Halsey nods before turning away.
“We should run in different directions,” she calls before beginning to jog through the forest. “That way, the game will last longer!”
I agree, and turn to sprint in the opposite direction, taking myself over a bed of leaves and branches. Thank goodness I wore cute sneakers with my outfit today because my Stan Smiths are turning out to be lifesavers. But still, this whole thing blows my mind because I’m literally being hunted in a forest by my lover before he overwhelms me and claims my ass as his own. Oooh, this is going to be fun.
I run for what feels like forever, but which is probably only a few minutes. Then, there’s a tingle in my spine, and I can hear low growling sounds. Oh god, it’s Curtis, and I know it. I can feel his masculine presence and a hot tension begins to build in my belly. My nipples harden and my pussy aches, even as it moistens in delightful anticipation.
Suddenly, it happens. There’s a grunt, and a large mass tackles me mid-air, both of us hitting the forest floor hard. Fortunately, Curtis turns us mid-air so that he lands on his back, cushioning the fall, while I collapse on his muscular chest.
“Ooof!” I squeal. “Oh my!”
His arms are like iron bands around my curvy body.
“Fuck yeah,” he rasps. “Right here, right now, baby. You belong to me.”
Then, before I realize what’s going on, he’s whipped out some rope. Where did this come from? But soon, my hands are trussed behind my back as he pushes me face first into the forest floor. Thankfully, there’s a bed of moss that cushions my form, but still, his savage ways are a surprise. But Curt knows what he wants, and Halsey was right. He’s making a bee-line for my ass.
The huge man sits on my thighs, pinning me to the ground and I can literally feel that enormous pole bouncing against my ass crease.
“Fuck,” he rasps in a harsh tone. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Annie.”
Then, he pulls my ass cheeks apart, inspecting both my gleaming slit and my tiny button.
“Goddamn, you’re soaked,” he grunts before hocking and spitting hard onto my asshole. “You’re getting fucked in the butt today, honey. You ready for that? Do you want some of that deep anal action?”