Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74749 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74749 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
“I should make you suck me off and leave this cunt unsatisfied.”
I could cry right now. Obeying would be impossible if I thought he’d leave me high and dry.
“But I’m not the type of guy that’s willing to miss out.”
He feeds himself only a few inches inside of me, allowing only one barbell to enter.
“God. Damn,” he groans. “Swear you fucking torture me on purpose.”
He pulls out completely, his scorching hot cock resting on my right ass cheek. His fingers dig into my hips for a brief second, but then he’s flipping me over, an awkward transition to my back due to my shoes and slacks hindering my leg movements.
I anticipate him pulling at my clothes to give him better access but he simply pushes my restrained legs up, curling them into my chest.
“Sawyer,” I pant, feeling like a deer caught in headlights when he peers at me over my clothes.
“Don’t,” he growls. “Can’t fucking handle you saying my name that way.”
He presses forward, impaling me fully on him, and despite the pinch of pain for having him seated completely, I also moan in pleasure because fuck, it feels amazing.
“Do it and it’ll be your only one,” he warns when my pussy clenches, threatening to orgasm.
“Sawyer,” I pant again, my hands clamping over the top of his that are tangled in my slacks.
“What did I say?”
“I can’t—”
My body convulses, my eyes going blurry with my release.
“Dirty bitch,” he growls, pulling back and thrusting forward with the same familiar power he used that first night.
My fingernails dig into his skin but he doesn’t complain. He’s too lost in his own pleasure, but rather than rewarding me with the pulse of his own orgasm, he pulls back at the last second, gripping me by the neck as he rips the condom free. In the next second, my mouth is on his cock, hot bursts of cum coating my tongue.
I moan at the same time he does, my body still wound tight and wanting as I drink him down.
He stumbles back a few feet, the awe in his eyes taking a little longer than before to return to irritation at my inability to follow his rules.
“Sorry,” I say, lifting the back of my hand to my mouth to wipe away some of the wetness on my chin.
His smile is sinister as he nods his head. It doesn’t translate as understanding or forgiveness, and the menacing look he gives me next thrills the hell out of me.
“That will be the only one you get tonight,” he warns as he holds out his hand for me to take. “Finish getting undressed.”
I’m slow to obey, my body needing just a little more time to come down.
His declaration feels like a challenge, and as I kick off my shoes, I don’t know if I should press my luck and take what I need or if I should obey with the hope that he’ll change his mind and reward me.
Chapter 18
Ugly
My recovery time after sex has always been fast, but I’m not sure my cock even fully deflated after coming in her mouth.
“You can fit one more,” I urge, torn between touching her and figuring out a way to relieve myself without her knowing.
It would be impossible with the way her legs are splayed open over the top of mine with me kneeling back on my calves.
She shakes her head. “I can’t.”
“You’re tight as hell, baby girl, but you take all of my cock. I know another finger will fit.”
Her mouth hangs open as she attempts what I’m asking, and I know by the flash in her eyes that she’s close to coming again. I don’t think I’ve ever been as turned on as I am with this woman. It’s addictive for sure.
“Sawyer.”
My cock jerks with my name on her lips.
“If you come right now, you’ll spend the rest of the night with your cunt going untouched.”
She pulls her hand away, her eyes snapping closed with the effort to control her body, but goddamn, I see the pulsing clench of her cunt as she orgasms. Each throb pushes more slickness from her opening, and I watch in awe of her body and its ability to come so fucking hard. I’m envious of it, needing the very same thing.
“What did I say?” I ask, swiping my finger up the center of her before pushing two digits into her slit.
My mouth hangs open the same way hers does, and I can sense her ability to make me lose control as her cunt clenches down on my intrusion. She’s not doing it on purpose, but that makes the outcome no less different. As much as I want to punish her for disobeying, I want to fuck her again even more.
“Your mouth,” I command, running my slick fingers up my length.
I discovered how much she likes tasting herself the last time we were here, and it thrilled me to witness her discovering that for what seemed like the first time.