Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 32431 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32431 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 162(@200wpm)___ 130(@250wpm)___ 108(@300wpm)
He pulled out of my body and rubbed the engorged head of his cock along my clit and back over and over until I thought I would go mad. Put it back in. I screamed the words in my head and tried enticing him with the movements of my hips, but it was as if he weren’t there.
I noticed then how detached he was from the moment, how methodical everything he did was. What was he up to? I soon found out when he drove himself back inside me and pounded himself in and out until I reached the pinnacle, only to be dragged back to earth when he pulled out for the last time.
It’s what he did next though that left me cold. What finally brought understanding. With his eyes on mine, he stroked his seed out on the sheet between my thighs. I don’t know why the act hurt as much as it did. He’d never denied me his seed. It was the one part of himself he’d always shared with me.
He got off the bed leaving me tied up there and even through the coldness that came with his act, my body was still in need. I heard him moving around in the other room as the tears started.
He repeated the act all throughout the night. The first time he’d spent the whole night in my bed and it was sheer torture. Each time he’d bring me close and as mad as I was at him, he was still able to get my body to respond to his touch.
I was tired and achy by the time he turned away from me for the last time. Nothing had been said between us in all those hours and that didn’t change when he leaned over me when he was done and inserted what looked like round silver beads inside me. “These stay. They better be there when I take you tonight.” With that he
got dressed and untied me, before walking out of the room and the house.
Chapter 8
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I got up from the bed on shaky legs and worked the kinks out of my limbs. Now I understood the significance of the beads. Oh no, I can’t walk around like this all day. The sweet pain between my thighs only intensified with each step I took. Every movement sent shockwaves through my system. It was diabolical even for him to do this to me.
I took a hot shower and tried to ease the ache between my thighs but it was no use. I needed him. Damn him.
He hadn’t said anything about work and with everything being so confusing I thought it best to go in until I had a better handle on things. How would he be? Would he even be there? Everything came rushing back to me from the day before.
All the questions and fears that had taken a backseat the night before were once again front and center. I drove to the office with my stomach in knots. My body was like a tightly wound string ready to pop at any moment. Even the brush of the soft cotton crotch of my underwear against me was torture.
I walked gingerly from the car to the building hoping no one stopped me to talk. I was in no condition to carry on a conversation. Luckily, I didn’t run into anyone and I hurried to the empty lift and got on.
He was here. I heard his voice coming from the office where he’d left the door open. My nipples got harder and that place between my thighs wept. I squeezed my legs together but that only made it worse.
His new skank was nowhere in sight and I was too chicken to peep my head around the door to see if she was in there with him. I made as little noise as I possible could as I walked into the room.
I reached my desk just as he came to the door and looked out at me. I couldn’t quite read the look he sent my way, it was more like a glare of disapproval. I looked away and turned on my computer, waiting for what came next. Nothing. He just turned and walked back into his office closing the door behind him.
There was more than enough work waiting for me on my desk that I didn’t need to go to him. I dove right in and hated myself for the fact that I had a much easier day than yesterday all because he was here, close.
I lost track of time and was jolted back to the present when he buzzed me into his office. A quick look at my watch and the grumbling of my stomach told me it was a little after lunch.
I walked into his office where he was sitting behind his desk still looking pissed. “Yes sir.”