Series: The Rossi Crime Family Series by J.L. Beck
Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 66960 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66960 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
“Your twenty-four hours are up,” I whisper softly into her ear and feel her whole body stiffen at my words. All the sleep left her in an instant. The cuffs rattle as if she is tugging on them, making sure she still can’t get away.
“There is nowhere to run to, Mouse,” I whisper in her ear as my hand travels back down her body slowly. Her breath hitches when I arrive at my final destination. I dip my fingers between her legs and into her hot center. Finding her clit, I rub it gently with my palm while pressing one thick digit into her tightness.
“I didn't know it'd happen so soon.” She rolls slightly, her big blue eyes piercing mine. I can see she's scared, smell it on her skin, but she doesn't have to be.
“I'm a lot of things, but a patient man, I am not.” I sit up, spreading her legs real wide, my finger gently stroking her. Her chest starts to heave, and I love having her at my mercy.
I lick my lips and drop my gaze down to her tight cunt. My finger sinks inside her with ease, confirming her need for me. She's growing slicker with each stroke.
“I want to taste you. I want you to come on my tongue.” I move slowly, dipping my head between her thighs. “Do you want that? To fall apart on my tongue while I finger you?” I look up at her over her mound. She’s so fucking beautiful it hurts. Her strawberry-blonde hair is a mess, her big eyes looking down at me with desire and uncertainty.
Even though she’s still afraid of me, she nods, most likely assuming I wouldn't stop if she asked me. But I would… I don’t want to break my precious mouse.
I lower my face all the way to her skin so I can drag my tongue right across her clit, making her shudder. She tastes better than I could have ever imagined. Like the sweetest honey there is. I keep licking her, swirling my tongue around the little bundle of nerves while simultaneously sliding my finger in and out of her tight pussy. My cock is so hard it hurt.
Don’t worry, buddy, soon… very soon.
Mouse moans and pants underneath me. Her body’s getting restless, moving and pushing up into my face. Closing my lips around her clit, I suck on it lightly, making her body arch off the bed an inch. I know she is close and as much as I want to draw this out, my need to have my dick inside her is stronger.
So, with every last shred of patience inside me, I thrust my finger inside of her a few more times while I suck on her clit hard, flicking the bud back and forth, making her cry out my name and arch off the bed in earnest. Her already tight walls grip onto my finger, squeezing it tightly.
Fuck.
Her thighs quiver and the air expels from her lungs as she explodes around my finger. I ease my finger out of her and replace it with my tongue. My heart pounds furiously as I suck every drop of her release into my mouth. It'd been years since I went down on a woman, but Mouse deserved my tongue.
Shudders of pleasure run through her, and she tries to escape me, pulling her tiny hips back. But there is no escaping me, for as long as I am breathing, I will own Mouse. With one final lick between her folds, I pull away, easing up onto my knees.
Mouse's eyes widen as I move, grabbing a condom from the nightstand.
“Will you… will you be gentle?”
I grin down at her, the darkness blurring in my eyes. I don't want to be gentle. I want to lose control, but not yet… soon.
“As gentle as I can be…” I trail off, rolling the condom onto my length. I’m bigger than the typical male, and the idea of tearing her rips me apart. I want to have sex with her again as soon as fucking possible and that can’t happen if she’s hurt, so I have to take her with precision and a kindness that I know I don’t fucking have.
She licks her lips nervously, and I grab a pillow, lifting her hips and placing it beneath her creamy white ass. As my eyes roam over her, I realize she is still cuffed to the bed, tugging against the restraints. I don’t want her to hurt her wrists again, so I undo them, and her arms fall to the mattress with a thud. I pump my cock in my hand a few times, between her thighs, while my other hand grips onto her hip, holding her into place.
My entire body is on fire, need pumping through my veins. Probing her entrance with the head of my cock, I hear her gasp as I push into her slowly, so fucking slowly. I don’t want to hurt her, but I fucking want that tightness, that sweet spot deep inside her. My muscles strain, and I feel this compelling need to kiss her.