Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 92976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 465(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 465(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)
I maintained my firm grip on her ass with one hand, trapping her in place, so I could play with her how I wanted. Keeping my mouth on her clit, I lifted my gaze to her face. I was hungry to watch her reaction when I slipped my desire-slicked finger past her swollen folds.
The instant I touched her asshole, she jolted beneath me.
“Mateo!” She shrieked my name in protest, but it ended on a strangled cry when I nipped at her clit.
I eased off slightly, but I held her like that, immobilizing her with the threat of my teeth around her sensitive bud.
She stared down at me, her sparkling eyes wide with alarm and her lush lips parted around panting breaths. Her hands were still locked behind her head.
She was being so good for me, so perfect.
I brushed my finger over her asshole, forcing her to accept my touch on the most vulnerable part of her virgin body.
She whimpered, her eyes clouding with confusion as she watched me with a mixture of trepidation and fascination.
I applied pressure, and she tried to clench to keep me out. I growled a warning against her clit, and I felt a fresh wash of her hot arousal on my palm.
I didn’t have to issue a verbal rebuke to make her relax; her most sensitive, secret places were thoroughly under my control. All I had to do was watch her and wait, rubbing her tight little hole so that she understood I wouldn’t back off until she gave me what I wanted.
After a few seconds of ruthless stimulation, she eased enough to allow me to penetrate her. I barely pushed in before withdrawing, playing with her tight ring of muscles and teaching her how good it could feel to surrender this part of herself to me.
I removed the threat of my teeth and placed a kiss on her clit. She gasped and lifted her hips, drawing my finger deeper inside her.
“See how sensitive you are, dulzura?” I cooed, tonguing her tight bud to reward her good behavior.
I slowly pumped in and of her ass, pressing a little farther with each gentle thrust. Keening, broken cries issued from her perfect lips, and she began to rock toward my hand, inviting me to claim her.
“This is all for me,” I told her, intoxicated by her complete submission. “All mine.”
My possessive words pushed her over the edge, and her liquid heat coated my hand as her tight muscles squeezed my finger. She screamed out my name and ground her hips against my face, pulling me deeper inside her ass and seeking more stimulation on her clit.
I allowed her to writhe through her release, giving her enough freedom to move against me in desperation, her little body greedy for all the pleasure I could wring from her.
Her scream softened to a whine, and she collapsed beneath me, spent and sated.
I released her clit and slowly withdrew my hand. Before I moved away, I dropped more kisses on her scars, worshipping her perfect body.
She let out a contented sigh, and I glanced up to find her eyes closed, a serene smile curving her lips.
“I’ll be right back,” I murmured against her marked flesh, pressing one last kiss on her thigh before slipping into the bathroom to quickly clean up.
When I returned to the bed, she lay exactly where I had left her: legs bared, pink pussy on display, and her hands cushioning her head.
I stretched out beside her, grasping her wrists and freeing her from the position I’d shackled her in with no more than a command. She rolled over and snuggled into me, breathing deeply, as though she couldn’t get enough of my scent.
I let her cuddle up as close as she wanted, even though her nearness caused me physical pain at this point. My dick was still rock hard, my balls aching for release.
She tucked her face against my chest, her hands roving over my body. She’d never touched me like this before, her dainty fingers tracing the shape of my muscles in a lazy, lust-drunk exploration. Her small hand curved over my arm, as though testing how much of my girth she could fit between her extended thumb and little finger.
“You’re so big.” She made a happy humming sound.
“That’s because it’s my job to keep you safe. I’m supposed to look scary,” I murmured, dropping a kiss on her forehead.
“You’re not scary,” she said with a child’s innocence. “You’re just big.”
A low chuckle rumbled from my chest. “I’m glad you feel that way.”
“Mateo…” She hesitated, suddenly shy.
There wasn’t anything shy about the way she tilted her hips into mine, pressing tight against my throbbing erection.
Without thinking, my palm firmed on her lower back, trapping her there.
“I know you’re big,” she continued softly. “That makes me nervous. But I…I want you. Will it hurt a lot?”