Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 73192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
I’d never felt like this in my life.
That particular hole had been an exit only for my entire life and the one and only time that Dusty had brought up that particular sexual escapade, I’d shut him down firmly.
But, Tyler suggesting it didn’t send chills of dread tickling down my spine.
Nope.
What it did was cause goosebumps of need to pepper my flesh.
Tyler’s finger trailed down my spine.
Soon, I was gasping and his hand was smoothing down the length of my spine.
I couldn’t see a single thing, I could only hear.
And what I heard had my breathing increasing.
His breathing was cool and calm, but every once in a while, he’d omit a nearly subsonic growl as I shivered or breathed a sigh of pleasure.
“I want to claim every single part of you,” he said into the darkness. “I want to take your pussy. Your ass. Your mouth. I want to take everything that you have to give and then I want to take more. I want you to feel me when I’m not there. I want you to think of me when you’re in bed with the next man you replace me with—because you will replace me. But when I’m gone, I want you to remember what you had. Because I will.”
I didn’t know what to say to that.
It was too early in what we had to tell him that I was starting to have feelings for him that were definitely on the verge of being obsessive.
Nor did I want to tell him that I was fairly certain that I was already in love with him.
He would run.
I know he would.
And I didn’t want him to run. Not until he knew he had me to run back to.
I made a sound in the back of my throat that was neither compliance nor denial.
It was just a sound and that sound was enough to allow him to make his next move, which was to brush his finger over my ass in a wide sweep. The arc he made with his thumb had him coming within millimeters of the place he’d just been talking about and I found myself anticipating the next sweep.
Moments later, he didn’t disappoint, but his finger didn’t stray from the previous path.
“I’m going to fuck you,” he said. Then, before I could even react to his words, his middle finger was filling my pussy and I was struggling to catch up. “Once I get you all nice and wet,” he said, pulling and pushing his finger in and out. “I’m going to slide my cock inside your pussy. I’m going to use my fingers on your ass and I’m going to get you so worked up that you’ll be begging for it by the time I’m through.”
I swallowed as he pulled his fingers out, then slicked them up and down the crease of my pussy and up to the crack of my ass.
He wiped his fingers off on my asshole and I shivered when I felt the tip of one finger barely penetrate the tight hole.
“I’m going to wait until you’re ready, until my fingers stretch you and then I’m going to bury my cock in your ass and fuck you some more.”
I whimpered into the pillow, knowing without a shadow of a doubt that this man could do just about anything to me and I would never complain.
I felt him move on the bed and suddenly his cock was no longer being contained by the boxer briefs he’d gone to bed in. Now that cock was tapping lightly against the lips of my sex, teasing me without even trying.
It was hot, hard and ready.
“Please,” I whispered.
I whimpered it so low that honestly, I wasn’t sure that he’d heard me.
But then he laughed darkly and reached between us so that he had his cock firmly in his hand.
Moments later, he was allowing that cock to drag up and down my slit, coating it thoroughly in the juices that were practically pouring out of me.
His words, paired with my need for him, had me worked up and squirming for him. Honestly, I’d probably be embarrassed about how wet I was later. But for now, I was enjoying hearing the sounds of his cock moving through the slickness between my legs. I liked the way it sounded sticky as he tapped his tip gently against my clit.
And when he notched that fat head at my entrance? I’d never felt anything so right in my life.
He sank inside, not stopping until he was buried to the hilt and I found it hard to breathe.
I screamed into the pillow, gasping loudly as he filled me, giving me every single inch in one long push.
It didn’t matter if it was our third time or our three-hundredth, I’d never get used to his size.
“So hot and wet,” he snarled.