Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 91389 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91389 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
“On your knees,” he says. Outside, the sun’s still bright, and I’m completely naked, my heart hammering in my ears. I should be worried about my sister, scared about what might happen with Tommy, but I can’t focus on anything else right now.
Only Angelo standing in front of me wearing just his black boxer briefs, his massive cock straining against the fabric.
I reach up to touch him, but he knocks my hand away. “Not yet,” he says, his voice a purr. “You first.”
My mouth opens and I’m salivating. “How?”
“One hand between your legs.”
I obey, stroking my pussy over my panties. I’ve never touched myself in front of a man before, and god, I really like the way he’s watching.
“Does that feel good?” he asks.
“Fuck yes,” I whisper.
“Inside the panties now. Tell me how wet you are.”
“Soaking,” I moan as I tease up my own folds. I rub my clit gently and I’m so sensitive I can’t stop the gasp I make.
“Good girl. So fucking good. Now, one finger inside. Go ahead, baby.”
I obey, stroking in and out. “Good,” I murmur.
“Now two. Go ahead.”
“Better,” I whimper.
“Three.” His eyes shine with excitement, and I press three fingers deep into my pussy.
“So good,” I gasp, going in and out as he stares at my shuddering body.
I let out these soft mewls, littlie yelps and whimpers of pure bliss. He bends down and kisses me, tongue invading my mouth. “Tell me how good it feels,” he says, one hand gripping my hair.
“It feels so fucking good,” I moan, stroking faster.
“Stand up. Turn around.”
I hurry to my feet, head spinning. He bends me over the bed and slowly peels my pants down.
“Legs spread,” he commands.
I obey, pulse racing. Is he going to fuck me? Is he going to lick me? I want it all, everything, and I moan as he spanks my ass and slides his considerably larger fingers inside from behind.
I push into him, groaning, and he pulls my hair until my back’s flush to his chest. His fingers are still inside, my ass pressed against his forearm, and it feels so fucking good I might go crazy. He kisses my neck, nibbles on my shoulder, and sinks his fingers in deeper, stroking faster.
“I want you to come, and when you’re finished, I’m going to make you lick my fingers clean,” he whispers in my ear, hot and gorgeous. “Tell me you want it.”
“I want it,” I gasp, shuddering, totally out of control. The orgasm builds and builds, and I can’t believe how good this feels. “Please, I want to come.”
“That’s a good girl,” he growls. “You’re so fucking sexy, Claudia, every inch of you drives me fucking crazy. I want to fill you, baby, I want to fuck you until you can’t think anymore. Once you’re done cleaning my fingers, you’re going to suck my cock, and when my dick’s nice and soaked with your spit, I’m going to fuck you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Angelo,” I gasp, shaking against him. “Yes, fuck yes,” I moan, and the orgasm hits me in the skull as lights flash at the edges of my vision. I come on his hand, exploding onto his palm and fingers, and when I’m done, he guides me onto my knees.
“That’s a good girl,” he praises. “Look at you, so beautiful, licking me clean.”
I suck his fingers, tasting myself on his skin. “Do you like this?” I ask as he pulls my hair back.
“I love it.” He takes off his boxer briefs, and god, I’m always shocked at the size of him. Thick and long and massive. I really had to get used to him, but now, it’s like each stroke is bliss.
I take him into my mouth, eager and greedy, the orgasm still rippling through my body. I suck him fast, hollowing my cheeks, rolling my tongue. Spit covers his shaft.
“Get it nice and messy, baby,” he whispers. “Messy just like your pussy. You dirty fucking girl.” He groans, and that’s my favorite sound in the world. He loses his mind when he’s inside of me, in my mouth, between my legs, and I love that I can make him go crazy like this. It’s a strange sort of power, being able to make him feel good. He’s in control, but he’s also totally at my mercy.
I put my hands on my tits and look up at him, his dick in my mouth, and his eyes burn like suns.
“Fuck, baby,” he whispers. “Look at you. So fucking sexy. I want to ruin you, again and again. I want to fill you to the goddamn brim and make you beg my name.”
I pull back, gasping, and he drags me to the bed, totally out of his mind. I love it when he pins me down like this and thrusts deep inside, like he’s forgetting to go easy and slow. My back arches, and there’s a brief flare of pain as he goes nice and deep, but we’re past the point of being gentle. This is my favorite, when he’s mindless and hungry, and he fucks me like a savage, dirty words drilling into my ear like his cock pistons into my pussy.