Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 427(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 427(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
It feels so fucking good. My vision goes blurry as the tension in the choker tightens. I’m bucking against his mouth, begging and moaning, completely out of my mind. I’m his, all his, and even though we’re the opposite of compatible and this shouldn’t work, I don’t care. I need him, all of him, and I’m completely in his hands as his tongue and fingers do their magic. I come in a wave, gasping for air, only dimly aware of the collar and the chain. When it finishes, I’m flattened and wrecked, gasping and trying to blink away the double vision.
Jackal leans back. He’s got the mask back on and he’s slowly stroking his massive cock. The chain is in his other hand.
“Good fucking girl,” he purrs gently. “My god, look at you. Covered in sweat. Your eyes all fuzzy from an orgasm. You look perfect.”
“You like looking at me, don’t you?” I bite my lip as I stare at his chest and his chiseled abs. “I like looking at you, too.”
He turns me around. I yelp in surprise as he gets me on all fours and spreads my legs. My pussy’s still pulsing from the orgasm, but he already said he’s not being gentle, and I don’t want him to be. He teases me with his cock before his tip presses against me from behind, and slowly, agonizingly, he sinks himself inside.
“Oh my god,” I gasp, toes curling. “You’re fucking huge.”
“But you can take me. We both know you’re capable of it.” He fills me to the brim, his cock stretching me out, and he feels so, so much better than a dildo ever could.
His grip on the chain tightens as he starts to fuck me. I move with him, arching my hips up and down his shaft as he fills me, and we’re fucking in a sweaty, incredible rhythm. My hair’s plastered to my forehead and neck, and he’s growling his bliss in my ear, and I’ve never felt so dominated in my life. It’s heaven, and I don’t know how much more I can take, when he takes my chin in one hand and directs my face forward.
“Don’t peek,” he warns, and I feel him push the mask back. He kisses my neck, my chin, and I squeeze my eyes shut as I lean into him and turn around, finding his mouth with mine.
Fuck, that kiss. His cock is buried between my legs and I’m walking on the edge of orgasm, and that kiss kills me. His tongue is perfect and his lips taste like my pussy, and I devour him as he hammers into me again. It throws me off the edge as the orgasm sears my brain and leaves it a jellied mess, and this time, he’s not far behind. I hear him moan, and he pulls out before stroking himself. His cum covers my ass and my lower back, and I’m grinning like an idiot as I lie face down on the bed.
“Fuck, baby,” he groans. “Oh my god.” He leans forward and kisses me again, and I catch a glimpse of his real face before my eyes close. “You’re incredible.”
“You’re not bad either,” I whisper, grinning like a total maniac.
He pulls away and walks to the champagne. I watch him pour a glass for himself, mask back in place. He drinks it down, giving me a view of that incredible mouth. “Now, you stay there,” he says. “Leave my cum right where it is. I’m going to shower, and when I get back out, if you’ve been good, I’ll clean you up and then I’ll fuck you again.”
“Is that what you’re doing tonight? You’re keeping me chained and collared on your bed and using me up?”
“That’s exactly what I’m doing, little demon. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t breathe, and you’ll never want to get away again.”
I whimper with excitement. “That sounds good to me.”
“Then don’t move.” He walks over, brushes my hair gently, and leans down to press the mask’s lips to my forehead. “Good girl.”
Then he leaves me alone on the bed and disappears into the bathroom.
Pleasure and ache pulse between my legs. I feel satisfied in a way I don’t think I’ve ever experienced before. But unless I’m mistaken, I have maybe a few more minutes before he comes back out here and pushes my body to the limits, and I want to find out what he’s going to do to me so badly, it makes me forget all the reasons why I shouldn’t be here.
Chapter 27
Marco
My night with Laura went better than expected and now it feels like we’re back on track. It wasn’t easy wearing that damn mask for several hours in a row—but she was easily worth the minor physical inconvenience.
I lost myself in her, and she seemed equally swept away. But now that I’m back in my condo, all the questions I’ve been pushing aside come creeping back in.