Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72959 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72959 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
His hands bracket my hips, and he guides me to turn on the spot. The rope above me twists, allowing me to turn but keeping me bound for his dark games.
When I’m facing him, he captures me in his fiery emerald stare. He’s looking at me as though I’m his most precious possession, and the sense of being fully seen and valued draws fresh tears to my eyes. I’m more vulnerable than ever, but Dane will cherish me. He looks at me as though he doesn’t see any flaws, and I’m desperate to keep his rapt attention fixed on me.
My jaw drops when he gets on his knees. His white teeth flash in a wicked grin before he leans in and nips at my black cotton panties. He traps them in a firm bite that grazes my clit, and a burst of pure pleasure wracks my body.
My knees go weak, and his big hands catch me, cupping my ass to hold me steady as he drags my panties down my legs with his teeth.
He’s kneeling before me, but I’m worshipping him. I’m offering myself as a carnal sacrifice to my dark god.
One hand remains braced beneath my ass while the other tests the wet heat that paints my inner thighs. His intense gaze fixes on my pussy like it’s the most fascinating thing he’s ever seen, and my cheeks heat with a mixture of gratification and embarrassment.
I’ve never had a man this close to my sex before. My swollen labia are aching and hot. Each of his even breaths sends a wave of cool air over my sensitized flesh, teasing and tormenting me.
“Beautiful,” he praises, his eyes fixed on my most intimate area. His thumb carefully parts my folds, inspecting me like I’m a priceless treasure. “My cunt is so pretty and pink. And so wet for me.”
He’s talking about my body as though he owns it. I signed the contract and gave myself to him. Every part of me belongs to Dane now, and surrendering to him is the most erotic high I’ve ever experienced.
His forefinger dips between my labia, easing inside me in a slow slide. My inner muscles clamp down on the intrusion, but there’s no pain.
My eyes sting with the force of my relief. I don’t have to pretend with Dane. Being with him like this feels right, and my body finally makes sense to me for the first time in my adult life. I desire him, and my sex has softened to accommodate him. This is fully consensual, and yet, I’m more than ready to open myself for his cock.
I’ve never experienced anything like it.
What we’re doing is undeniably kinky, but I feel like a normal woman, not a perverted deviant who can only experience pleasure when forced.
Dane is the only one who can give me this gift, and I will grant him anything in return.
He eases a second finger into my tight channel, and I tense for a moment at the sensation of fullness. He shushes me gently and presses his sensual lips directly to my clit.
Stars burst across my vision, and I blink hard so that I can remain fixated on his handsome face drawn in sharp, hungry lines. He flicks his tongue over my clit, and my knees buckle. He catches me with his arm braced beneath my ass, and his fingers press into the welts left by the cane. The flare of pain sends me flying even higher, and I’m oddly weightless. Only the iron band of Dane’s arm behind my thighs keeps me chained to reality.
“Open up for me, pretty pet,” he urges between licking my clit. “I’ll need to stretch your tight pussy wide enough to accept your master’s cock.”
He crooks two fingers inside me, finding a sweet spot I’ve never known before. My entire body convulses at the vicious pulse of pleasure, and I cry out as the orgasm rakes through me.
“Don’t stop,” he commands. “I want more. You will give me everything, Abigail.”
“Yes!” I shout when he circles my clit with his tongue. “I’m yours. All yours.”
Ecstasy crashes in relentless waves, pleasure churning through me like a riptide. I’m powerless against him, completely at his mercy. I experience bliss at his whim, and he intends to drown me in it.
My head drops back on a primal scream of release as all of my emotional walls crumble away beneath his onslaught. I don’t have to hold myself together. I don’t have to pretend to be something I’m not. Dane has stripped me bare to reveal the dark truth at my core, and he’s still holding me as though I’m wanted. Valued. Worthy.
“That’s it,” he urges. “You’re mine.”
A third thick finger slides into me, and this time, the edge of pain is a sweet sharpness to my pleasure. He pumps into me in ruthless strokes, willing my body to accommodate him however he chooses. At the same time, his teeth graze my clit.