Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 167204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 836(@200wpm)___ 669(@250wpm)___ 557(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 167204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 836(@200wpm)___ 669(@250wpm)___ 557(@300wpm)
I hear him unzip his pants, and my heart goes into overdrive.
He pushes up my new coat and bunches up my dress.
He pushes the lined tights and my panties down to my knees.
The cold air hits my exposed pussy, and I shiver, but Killian doesn’t give me a chance to object. He spreads me open, then brings his hard cock to my entrance.
“Wait,” I say, my heart sinking. That was too quick, and I didn’t hear him grab a condom.
He doesn’t wait.
He shoves into me, and I nearly cry out at the forceful invasion, but he quickly reaches around and seals his hand over my mouth. I gasp against it, struggling to take his cock without the added barrier of the lubed-up condom. I’m wet and needy, but I can still feel my body stretching as he forces his way deeper.
I’m also mildly fucking panicking because he’s shoving his cock in me without protection, and I am not on birth control.
“Killian,” I try to say, but he only tightens his grip on my mouth and forces himself the rest of the way.
I lean down closer to the ground, my ass naturally going up higher in the air as I do.
“There we go,” Killian says, drawing back, then pushing his cock in my pussy again despite the way my body fights to keep him out. “Christ. You’re fucking perfect.”
I want to stop him, but when he lets go of my mouth, it’s only so he can grab my hips, holding them tight so he can start fucking me harder.
The friction of his bare cock rubbing against my walls makes it hard to focus. The pleasure overwhelms my senses, and forgetting common decency and even the law, I sink all the way down, hugging the stone tile while Killian dominates my pussy.
He fucks me like he has to, like his life depends on burying himself as deep inside me as he can. Every thrust hits harder, the pleasure more dizzying and more intense.
He fucks me until it hurts, and then he fucks me some more.
Need coils through me, tighter and tighter as he gives my body more of what it needs. I’m gasping for breath, clawing at the ground as his cock slams into me.
It’s too much.
I can’t hold on anymore.
I cry out helplessly as he drives his cock deep, hard and fast enough to throw me over the edge. My legs shake and I whine, my body bouncing as he continues to fuck me through my orgasm. I whine and moan as pleasure shoots through me, and his cock hits me harder and harder.
The orgasm feels like it will never end.
Then he slides his hand along my pussy while he’s still fucking it and starts teasing my clit.
I gasp, my face pressed hard against the ground. He angles his hips and drives forward, and his cock hits me in a different way.
I slap a hand over my own mouth to quiet myself down as he plays my pussy like an instrument, teasing it and fucking it with skillful strokes until I make all the sounds he likes. I’m lost, my whole body trembling with a potent mix of pleasure and need.
“Killian,” I cry softly.
“Let it happen, baby.”
And then I do.
I don’t know how, but I come again, and it’s even more intense this time. Pleasure erupts inside me like a volcano, exploding through me and knocking out all my senses. All my strength. My vision goes white, and I’m lost in a haze.
Dimly, I hear him utter a low curse. Feel his fingers bite into my hips as he gets close, too. And then he comes with a groan, burying his cock deep and filling me with his cum.
I close my eyes in the aftermath, devoid of strength and lost in a sea of bliss. I feel drunk on pleasure, and I couldn’t stand if my life depended on it.
Killian pulls out of me, and I’m aware of the shameless way I’m positioned with my ass in the air. The cold air hits my wet pussy, and I feel his cum dripping out of me and running down the inside of my thigh.
“Don’t move,” he says gruffly.
I couldn’t move my body if I wanted to, but I turn my head so I can look back. I know I should be horrified when he draws out his phone and turns it in a way I know means he’s using the camera. His gaze meets mine, then he snaps the filthy picture of my pussy full of his cum.
I should be embarrassed.
I should be embarrassed when he crawls forward, using his thumb to gather the cum dripping out of me, and pushes it back in.
I feel mindless and vacant as he pushes as much as he can back in, pushing his fingers inside me and playing with me as he does. There’s a hollow feeling inside me, mixed with a dim sense of excitement.