Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 82887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
“Is this what you had in mind?” He nips at my skin, pulling away only to replace his tongue with three thick fingers. Oh God. I can’t. It’s too much. My body begins to spasm under his hold. “Having a stranger in your cunt, violating you, touching your most innocent spot?” He pulls his fingers out and brings his tongue down to my center. In and out, he takes turns fucking me with his fingers and tongue. I’m falling apart. Nothing he’s done to me thus far has compared to now. The way he’s talking to me. Trying to push me away. It’s only sending me into a bigger whirlwind of arousal.
“More. I want more,” I moan, grabbing his sheets and fisting the silk material.
He bites down on my clit, and I scream. “You silly girl. You have no idea what you want. What you’re asking for.” Again, his fingers assault me. One, two, three. He stretches me more and more with each added finger to nearly the point of pain. If I were to guess, he’s trying to shove his whole fist up me. My mouth opens to protest, but I refuse to let him scare me away.
“Fuck me,” I moan, the words barely above a whisper. “I want you to stop being such a scaredy-cat and fuck me.” My demand ignites a fury inside him, and before I take my next breath, he’s driving multiple fingers into me. He’s trying to break me, but it’s not going to work. “Are you scared I won’t enjoy your cock inside me? Man issues?” I pant, playing with fire. But this is the only way to break him. “Do you need something to get you—”
He’s off me then, cutting my words short. He latches roughly onto my hips and flips me, my stomach smacking the bed. A spike of nerves rush through me at the anticipation. His fingers dig into my hips lifting my butt. My head flies back to see what he’s about to do just as his hand rises and falls, his open palm striking against my butt cheek.
One strike, two strikes, three… “You will learn to watch your tongue with me.” A fourth. A fifth. “Do you understand me?” Six.
Fuck, my ass is on fire. My legs are wet between my thighs, and I have no intentions of obeying him. “I can’t make any guarantees—Shit…” Seven.
“Your fucking mouth. You’re gonna learn.” His voice is hoarse. He stops spanking me, and the sound of paper tearing fills the room. He uses his knee to kick my legs apart. “You fucking asked for this. Remember that.” That’s when I feel him between my thighs. With two hands back on my hips, the grip no doubt going to leave a bruise, he slams into me.
I yell. Then cuss. My eyes squeeze shut at the unexpected surge of pain. I’ve only had sex once, and Damien is much larger than my first experience. I’m worried he really is going to break me. He pulls out and the pain just as quickly dissipates. He gives no pause to allow me time to adjust to how thick he is. Just as the tip of his cock breaks my entrance, he slams back into me. My body rides up the mattress and a stifled moan escapes up my throat. Gone is any pain, and in its place, pleasure. A surge of sensations explodes between my legs at each assault. Damien releases a low roar of pleasure.
“Is this what you wanted, pet?” Again, and again. “For me to fuck you? Break you?” Again, and again. One hand releases the death grip on my side, and he brings it around the front to my center, rubbing down hard on my clit. “Have you finally lost your voice, my innocent little toy?”
That I have. No words are forming. Just feelings. Sensations. Everything feels tight. My skin, my stomach, my insides. My orgasm starts to ignite. I clench down on him, my eyes slamming shut as I explode. “Oh God, Damien…” I moan, long and hard.
His hand leaves my clit. Skating his fingers across my scalp, he gathers the strands in his tight grip and pulls back, leaving me no choice but to submit and allow it. He rides me hard until I feel him swell and pulsate. A feral growl fills the room as his own orgasm violently erupts through him.
A few seconds pass before he lets go of my hair and falls on top of me. My heartbeat is slamming into the mattress. It is near impossible with his heavy body covering mine to catch my breath. I inhale slowly, hoping to calm the pulse in my chest, my head, and in between my legs. I close my eyes and try and focus on each slow intake of breath when I accidentally pass out.