Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 122550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 613(@200wpm)___ 490(@250wpm)___ 409(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 122550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 613(@200wpm)___ 490(@250wpm)___ 409(@300wpm)
He saw the shudder run through her.
“I will.”
“Good girl. Now, get off the bed and strip.”
This is what she needed. To get out of her head for a while. To stop thinking and just feel.
She climbed off the bed and took off his shirt and her panties. It was still hard to be naked in front of him. Unless she was so aroused that she forgot to think.
He stared at her hungrily and she felt her confidence in herself grow.
“Such a beautiful girl.” He moved to the side of the bed and parted his legs. “Stand here.” Regent pointed at the spot on the floor between his feet.
She stood between his legs. They were roughly the same height now.
“Lift your breast. Offer it to me.”
Cupping her right breast, she held it up. Leaning down, he suckled on it until she was pressing her thighs together as pleasure filled her, making her clit throb.
He played with her nipple, toying with it. Using his teeth and tongue to torture her.
Suddenly, he drew back and she swayed. Quickly, he grabbed her and, turning her, set her on his thighs. Her legs were now on either side of his as she faced away from him. He still had his legs open which meant she was spread wide.
Reaching down, he cupped her mound. “Put your hands behind my head and keep them there. You know what happens if you disobey.”
Her heart racing, she did what he said. As soon as she was in place, he speared her with two fingers.
She cried out. Not in pain, in pleasure.
God, she was so ready for him. She needed him so badly.
“Shh,” he told her as he drew his fingers out. “I want you to be quiet. I want you to hear how much you need me. How wet you are.”
He quickly impaled her with his fingers.
In and out.
And she could hear how wet she was. It was both embarrassing and, surprisingly, a turn-on.
“I love how much I turn you on. You were made for me, sweet girl.”
He drew his fingers free and she heard him suck on them.
Holy heck.
Then he stood with her in his arms, and laid her on the bed. “Keep those legs open. I want to see my pussy.”
Lord save her.
A she spread her legs, he gave her a look filled with satisfaction.
Then he moved to a drawer and she saw him pull out a number of toys. From the collection that Mrs. Y had given her.
She felt a pang, realizing she hadn’t heard from the older woman recently. She needed to go see her friends.
Regent walked back over with some silk scarves, the lube, the anal beads, and a vibrator with an attached clit tickler.
Jilly wanted to feel mortified. But all she felt was turned on.
“What . . . what are you planning on using?”
“All of them.”
Her eyes widened. Holy heck. She swallowed heavily.
“Put your hands above your head.”
He tied her wrists to the headboard using the silk scarves, then he settled on his knees between her spread legs. “You are so damn beautiful, baby. I can hardly believe that you’re all mine.”
She knew how he felt. Since that was how she’d felt every day since moving in here with him.
He placed everything on the bed before leaning over her to kiss her. Moving down her body, he played with her nipples until she moaned with need. Then he slid farther down to her pussy. Spreading her pussy lips wide, he leaned in and feasted on her.
A scream escaped her as he played with her, sucking on her clit, fucking her with his fingers, teasing her until she was a mess.
Just as she was close to coming, he drew back.
“Noo, please,” she begged.
“Soon, baby. Just a few things to do first.” He picked up the anal beads. Holy heck. Would he really?
She knew that was a yes when he started to coat them with lube.
A whimper escaped her.
“Shh. You have a safeword. If it hurts and you need to stop, use it.” Then he turned her over. The scarves had plenty of slack, so they twisted easily. “Get on your knees and arch your ass up into the air. That’s it. Good girl.”
His finger touched her asshole and she startled.
“Shh. You’re all right.” He slowly pushed his slicked-up finger inside her. “Good girl. That’s it. Just relax. You like me playing with your ass, don’t you, baby?”
Lord help her, she did.
When the first bead slid past her asshole, she moaned. Then, the second and third. The fourth was a stretch, and by then, she was panting heavily. But when the beads were inside her . . . it felt so damn good.
He carefully rolled her over onto her back. Then he disappeared into the bathroom and she heard the water running as he washed his hands.