Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 65189 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65189 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
“This,” Lucas purred, “will go in that tight little ass of yours. You’ll wear it every day when you go to class, feeling it with every step, every movement. It will remind you that your body belongs to me, to use as I see fit.”
Heat flooded my face as I stared at the plug. Lucas’ fingers caressed its gleaming surface, his eyes dark with desire as he gazed at me. “This isn’t just for punishment, ma chère,” he murmured, his voice low and intimate. “It’s also preparation.”
My heart raced, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through me. “Preparation?” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the soft hum of the car’s engine.
Lucas nodded, a wicked smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “Yes, Alice. This plug will slowly stretch and train your tight little asshole, preparing it for my cock.”
Heat flooded my face, spreading down my neck and chest. I squirmed in my seat, acutely aware of the dampness between my thighs.
“Tell me, ma petite salope,” Lucas continued, his eyes boring into mine. “Has anyone ever fucked that pretty ass of yours before?”
I bit my lip, dropping my gaze to my lap. “N-no, Monsieur,” I admitted, my voice trembling. “Never.”
Lucas’ hand came up to cup my chin, forcing me to meet his intense stare. “Look at me when you answer, Alice,” he commanded softly.
I raised my eyes, feeling as though I might combust from the heat of my blush. “No, Monsieur,” I repeated, more firmly this time. “I’ve never been… taken… there.”
CHAPTER 16
Alice
A low growl rumbled in Lucas’ chest, his eyes darkening with desire. “That will change very soon, ma chère,” he murmured, his voice thick with promise.
The limo glided to a stop outside my apartment building. Lucas tucked the plug back into its velvet bag and slipped it into his pocket before guiding me out of the car with a firm hand on the small of my back. My legs trembled as we walked through the lobby, my mind racing with thoughts of what was to come.
As soon as we entered my apartment, Lucas’ demeanor shifted. His gentle guidance became commanding, his touch more possessive. “Go to your bedroom,” he ordered, his voice low and authoritative. “Take off all your clothes and lie face down on the bed. Do not look back at me.”
I nodded mutely, my heart pounding as I made my way to my room on unsteady legs. I could feel Lucas’ presence behind me, his gaze burning into my back as I stood before my bed. With trembling fingers, I began to undress.
First, I slipped off my shoes, the soft thud as they hit the floor seeming impossibly loud in the quiet room. Then I reached for the zipper of my skirt, slowly pulling it down. The whisper of fabric as it fell to the floor sent a shiver down my spine.
My fingers trembled as I unbuttoned my blouse, letting it slide off my shoulders to pool on the floor. I unhooked my bra, feeling my breasts sway slightly as they were freed. Hooking my thumbs into the waistband of my panties, I hesitated for just a moment before pushing them down my legs and stepping out of them.
Now fully naked, I could feel the weight of Lucas’ gaze on my bare skin. A shiver ran through me as I imagined his eyes roaming over the curve of my bottom, perhaps lingering on the place he intended to claim. Heat flooded my cheeks as I recalled his words in the car—that he would soon be fucking my virgin ass.
My heart pounded as I lowered myself onto the bed, settling face down on the cool sheets. I resisted the urge to look back at Lucas, keeping my eyes fixed straight ahead as he had commanded. But I was acutely aware of his presence behind me, could almost feel the heat radiating from his body.
I heard the soft rustle of fabric as Lucas moved, followed by a few taps on what must have been his phone. There was a mechanical whirring sound, and then the scrape of a drawer opening beneath the bed.
“Lift your hips,” Lucas instructed, his voice low and commanding.
I obeyed, raising my bottom slightly off the mattress. I felt something firm being slid beneath me—a wedge-shaped cushion Lucas must have retrieved from the hidden drawer, available only to my sponsor.
I heard Lucas’ footsteps moving across the room, followed by the soft click of something else opening. The toy cabinet, I realized with a mixture of trepidation and arousal. My fingers clutched at the sheets as I waited, every nerve in my body on high alert.
“I’m taking out the lube,” Lucas informed me, his voice low and controlled. “You’re going to need it for what comes next.”
I shivered at his words, my imagination running wild with possibilities. The sound of his approaching footsteps made my heart race even faster.