Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 100716 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 504(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100716 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 504(@200wpm)___ 403(@250wpm)___ 336(@300wpm)
My knuckles pop as the truth smacks into me.
She’s never been with anyone but the predator who assaulted her.
Dr. Babkin is the only man she has slept with.
And you went and fucked it up by making her true first time all about you.
“Mara… I’m sor—”
She squashes her finger to my lips as the fire in her eyes re-ignites. “I don’t need an apology. I also don’t want one.” Her eyes bounce between mine for several seconds before she says, “I just want your trust.”
“I trust you.” My pledge leaves my mouth before I can stop it, and it is as honest as the day is long.
Her smile sends a current through my body, changing my temperament from hostile to blazing in under a second. “Then you should know that I would tell you if it were ever too much…” A fire blazes through her eyes as she licks her lips. “As I am sure you will me.”
When her eyes lower to my crotch, I’m hard again in an instant. Her eyes give away her every intention, and within seconds, the air fills with the scent of her re-forming excitement.
She doesn’t move forward as per the silent pleas of her body, though. She waits for approval, the anticipation of my endorsement adding to the misting of sweat on her flawless skin.
My heart rate rises. It isn’t in fear. My abuser’s kink was pain. My pleasure was never at the forefront of her mind. It is contemplating the shift of power Mara is initiating and how I will handle the imbalance.
It is easy to feel in control when you’re the master of someone else’s pleasure. Receiving it, though, is an entirely different kettle of fish.
I need the control, the reins.
I’ve not handed them over in almost three decades.
This will be a challenge for me, but a challenge I am willing to face if it returns Mara’s confidence to what it was before I made her uncomfortable.
After straightening my spine, I pull off the condom covered with evidence of Mara’s multiple orgasms before I rake my fingers through her hair.
She hums her approval of my grapple for the reins as she wets her fuckable lips.
Shockingly, excitement is the first spasm to roll down my spine when her wet and delectable mouth arrows toward the engorged crown of my cock.
Mara has a mouth designed to be fucked, and my dick is raring for the chance to prove my theory right.
I’ve never been harder.
“I won’t touch you.” Her whispered words float over the crest of my cock, thickening me more. “And you can stop this at any time.”
The possibility of that is nonexistent when she circles her lips around the tip and gently suckles. I’m barely an inch in her mouth, but it feels good. So fucking good.
Muscles bunch when she swivels her tongue on the underside of my cock while lowering her lips down my twitching shaft. She takes me to the back of her throat, her mouth hot and inviting.
“Yes,” I hiss like a snake, confident I could die now and not feel like I’ve missed a worthwhile experience.
There’s only one way this could be better—if Mara’s hands were pumping my shaft in beat to the hearty sucks of her mouth.
But I’m too scared to ask, too scared I may react badly, so I close my eyes and get lost in the sensation of her velvety tongue absorbing the beady drops of pre-cum on the crown of my cock.
Her lips glide up and down my shaft nonstop over the next several minutes, doubling the urge to thrust my hips forward. The wish to fuck her mouth claws at me in desperation. I want to come, to surrender to the madness stealing my smarts for the past hour, but I hold back. I fight to issue Mara the respect she is deeply craving.
It is a fucking hard feat.
Inches upon inches of Mara’s luscious skin is on display, and although her hair is a tangled mess and her face is void of makeup, she is still the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.
My thigh muscles clench when she greedily takes me to the back of her throat, stimulating me as I’ve never experienced. Tingles race down my spine, and my balls pull in close to my body.
“God… Mara. That feels so good.”
When she moans her approval of the lustiness of my voice, I rock my hips forward, stuffing more of my cock inside her mouth. Her moans vibrate on my crown, sending spasms of pleasure rolling down my spine.
Air sucks from my lungs when her eagerness to please me has her gagging on my cock. I bite on the inside of my cheek when she runs her tongue down the vein feeding my monster dick.
“Fuck…”
I breathe through my nose, struggling to push past the intense reaction making me as desperate for her touch as I am to come. She can’t take all of me, but I’m not disappointed. The sections she’s working feel fucking amazing.