Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 108768 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 544(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108768 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 544(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
The flute in the distance finished its solo and was joined by a gentle lull from the violins.
“I always wanted the type of love that brought the world to its knees.” Ever so slightly, Lei angled the feather so it was pointed straight at my waiting body. “Will I find that with you?”
My heart hammered in my chest.
The air between us crackled.
“I think I will, Moni. Surely. . .just the thought of not having you to myself. . .it brings me to my knees.” He slipped the tip of the feather along my stomach.
Mmmm.
More goosebumps spread across my skin.
The violins erupted into a burst of energy.
Lei’s gaze never left mine as he guided the feather up to my breasts. “How many times do you want to cum today?”
“As many as. . .humanly possible.”
The feather’s wispy strands danced across my nipples.
Teasing and tantalizing.
Tickling and caressing.
I moaned.
The sensation was so exquisite.
So hauntingly sensual.
Slowly he trailed the feather down to my pussy.
I gasped and arched my back in response.
Before I could speak, he had the feather on my pussy, sliding it gently against my folds, tickling and teasing my clit.
“Oh my God!”
It was pure torture but I didn’t want him to stop.
I ground my hips, yearning for more.
Lei gazed down at my wet sex. “Look at what you’re doing to my poor feather.”
Shivering, I put my view on it.
Groaning, Lei slipped the feather up and down my pussy. “You’re making it all wet.”
He was right.
As the strand slipped along my folds, the feather began to surrender to my wet embrace. Droplets merged, saturating the plumage. Each strand, once stiff and proud, started to cling to its neighbors, losing its individuality in the wetness.
The vibrant color of the transforming blue feather, so vivid and alive in the dry air, now deepened, becoming richer and more intense under the veil of my wetness.
A small whimper escaped my lips.
Grunting again, he moved it up and down between my folds, causing me to squirm under its feathery touch.
I trembled.
He lifted his view and held my gaze as he continued the exquisite torture, the blue feather disappearing and re-appearing from my dripping folds like a mesmerizing magic trick.
Each pass of the feather awakened more nerve endings, each stroke building on the one before, escalating my desire to unbearable heights.
Lust laced his voice. “How does it feel?”
“Perfect.”
Lei took the feather away.
My body involuntarily bucked up against the restraints in protest. “Okay. Now, fuck me.”
I looked down at his cock.
Already, precum beaded at the tip. It was clear that feather situation didn’t just tease me, it had him on the edge of insanity too.
Seeing him in all his masculine glory, my sex throbbed with renewed urgency.
I whispered, “P-please.”
The orchestra paused. Bows remained in mid-air. Flutes left lips, and the harp pulled away from the musician’s heaving breasts.
I tensed from the shock of the sudden silence and scanned the space.
The women were further away but they were now a lusty tangle of limbs. Their curves pressed against each other in an intimate and provocative embrace.
Slowly, they ran their hands over each other’s bodies, caressing and exploring.
Yet, their gazes remained locked on us, watching our every movement.
Lei grabbed my attention. “Hmmm.”
He dropped the feather.
It fell to the carpet.
“You want to fuck?” He stepped back and gazed upon my dripping sex. “But, are you ready?”
I scowled. “I see why you strapped up my hands.”
“Why?”
“Because you didn’t want me to slap the shit out of you.” I frowned. “Am I ready? Lei, I am about to explode. If I don’t get any dick from you soon, I may need to go to the hospital. I have blue balls.”
“Women can’t have blue balls.”
“These last days have proven that statement wrong.” I bit my lip. “Come fuck me.”
A dark groan left him.
I quirked my brows and teased, “Are you scared to be inside of this pussy?”
He snapped his view to me. “Yes.”
“Wait. What?” I widened my eyes. “But, why?”
“I know what your pussy will do to me.” He placed his view back on it. “I doubt I’ll be inside long enough to blow your mind before exploding within you.”
I bit my lip.
“As wet as it is right now and the way you always look so sexy, even the sound of your moans,” he ran his fingers through his hair. “Once I’m inside, it might be a few seconds.”
“I don’t care.”
He closed the small distance between us. “But I do.”
“It’s your first time, Lei. I’m not expecting you to dick me down.”
He smirked. “But, you at least have to cum twice before I make a fool of myself.”
And then fast, he did something that shocked the utter shit out of me, he turned the wheel.
There I was, strapped to it, unable to do anything as gravity shifted and my view was literally turned on its head.
“Ah!” My view went upside down. “What the fuck?”