Total pages in book: 767
Estimated words: 732023 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 3660(@200wpm)___ 2928(@250wpm)___ 2440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 732023 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 3660(@200wpm)___ 2928(@250wpm)___ 2440(@300wpm)
She winces, glancing at my cock, which surges to attention. “Sorry?”
I climb off the bed. “You will be. Come here, bella.” She darts for the door and my dick grows hard because I get to lunge for her, pick her up and carry her to the bed. I toss her down in the center of it and yank the sheet away.
She doesn’t appear particularly frightened or pissed off, which bodes well for me finally getting my cock into her. Climbing into bed last night and not claiming her was an exquisite torture. I didn’t sleep enough to dream, but if I had, I’m sure it would’ve been all about those pouty lips stretched around my length, those bright blue eyes gazing up at me.
“Let’s see… what to do to my beautiful prisoner.” I stare down at her, drinking in the sight of her lovely breasts, the way her red hair spreads out on the mattress like flames. Somehow her delectable stockings stayed on all night long. Her cheeks are flushed, eyes dilated. I know she wants this, even if she won’t admit it.
I reach to her thighs and grab one stocking in each hand to yank them down.
She kicks. “Jesus! You have to ruin those too?”
I roll her over and slap her ass, then twist her wrists behind her back and use one of the stockings to tie them together. “Too mouthy, bella. I like your spunk, but I require a little more respect.”
“I’m sorry, Stefano.”
A chuckle barrels out from me before I can stop it. “You do learn fast, don’t you, amore?” I tug her hips up to bring her knees under her so she’s on an angle with her face on the bed and her ass in the air. “Mmm, now that’s pretty.”
The fact that she holds still tells me she’s all in. I slap her ass a couple times with my hand, then retrieve my belt from the closet. I use the last six inches of it to lightly slap her, warming her cheeks and backs of her thighs with gentle licks. Then I let out a little more length and slap it hard across the center of her ass.
She yelps and lists to the side. “Ow!”
“Two more just like that and we can get to your reward. Now hold your position. You don’t want this belt hitting you somewhere that doesn’t feel good.”
“Who says it feels good at all?”
I give a dark chuckle. “Feels good to me.” I whip her again, laying a neat stripe just below the first one. She gasps, but holds still. “Good girl.” I swing a third time, then toss the belt onto the bed beside her. “Now for your reward.”
I untie her wrists and roll her over. Her eyes are glassy, lips parted. “Do you want a reward, Corey?”
She nods, eyes locked on mine as I climb up onto my knees on the bed and slide my hands under her hips to cup her ass. She bends her knees up to accommodate me.
I lower my face to her cunt and nip her through the scrap of panties. “You have to say it out loud. I don’t want any misunderstandings.”
“I want my reward,” she says quickly.
I laugh and nip her again. “Tell me what you want me to do, amore. Be very clear.”
She swallows.
I know she’s full of bluster, but I’m actually not sure whether Corey Simonson knows how to ask for what she wants.
Turns out she does.
“I want your mouth on me—like last night. And…”
I pull her panties to one side and drag my tongue up her slit. “And?” I arch a brow.
“I-I want you to fuck me.”
Victory dance.
I knew we’d get here sooner or later, but I’m fucking thrilled she made it so easy.
I pull her panties off. They’re the only piece of clothing I haven’t ruined. I might need to remedy that. But I don’t have time to think about clothing when her pussy’s wet and waiting.
I cup her hot ass in my hands and lick into her. She tries to arch off the bed, but I shift my hands to pin her pelvis down, hold her still for the onslaught of my tongue. I trace her inner lips, penetrate her with my thumb. I flick and tease her clit until it’s swollen and the hood pulls back.
“Play with your breasts,” I order.
“Wha—” She lifts her head, looking beautifully befuddled. A surge of manly pride shoots through me. I did that to her.
“Pinch those nipples. Make them hard.” I wait until she complies before I return to pleasuring her. She arches her lower back from the bed, rocking her pelvis toward my face. I go slowly, dipping two fingers into her and arcing them to stroke her inner wall.
She gasps and clenches around my fingers, inner thighs clamping down on my shoulders.