Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74127 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
As Master stretched me, giving me everything he knew I needed, I whimpered and spread my legs as wide as I could, desperate for him to hurry. He just chuckled again and took his time as he stretched me, delighting in being able to talk about what a needy girl he had.
It was the most perfect night I’d ever had in my life.
And the most erotic.
By the time he was sliding his cock into me, I was begging and the worries about what I was saying or what he was thinking were long gone. Reality meant nothing as I begged my Daddy to fuck me in a high pitch that had the men outside cheering along with every thrust.
“Daddy. Please, Daddy.” The laughter outside finally seemed far away and it felt like I was flying. The only thing grounding me to the moment was Master’s cock and the sexy way he kept smacking my ass as they cheered in the distance.
Master was pounding me over and over, never quite hitting my prostate and I knew he was doing it on purpose. Whining, I arched my hips and tried to chase his cock to get him to fuck me right, but he just let out an evil pleased with himself sound as he inched back, barely fucking me.
Going back to whispering in his regular voice, he stroked over the area he’d just spanked, sending sparks through me. “Beg me. You know what I want to hear, pet.”
Evil Master.
But I had to come.
And he said I had to beg.
This really was his fault…and the nervous voice in the back of my head didn’t have any problem pointing that out and reminding me that he couldn’t get weird about it later since it hadn’t been my idea.
I could not be punished for his fantasies.
“Rub my clit, Daddy. Please. Let me come, Daddy.” The plea broke free and as the dirty cheers got louder, Master reached under me to grab my dick as he finally nailed my prostate.
I don’t know if it was the rough tug or the painful pleasure that fired through me as he magically hit my prostate with every pounding thrust, but he shattered every last bit of control I had. One last order was all it took to send me flying. “Come, slut.”
Obeying, I felt the almost fiery pleasure shoot through me. I heard myself cry out as he kept sending me higher until it was too incredible for words and everything drifted away.
When reality slowly eased back and the fog started to clear, everything came back in bits and pieces. The first thing that hit me was the silence except for the low sound of classical music playing from Master’s phone and the second was the way Master was wrapped around me, kissing my neck. “There you are.”
Hmm, no.
Shaking my head, I scrunched my eyes closed. “No.”
He jerked against me as he quietly laughed, almost giggling with pleasure. “I’m supposed to tell my girl that I’m a keeper and to make sure I put a ring on it.”
People were fascinating.
“They were very proud of your performance, Master.” And they’d thought I was sexy. “Before I start worrying, you’re supposed to tell me how much you liked the fantasy and that it wasn’t weird.”
Master was terrible…he just started giggling again.
As I huffed, he took a deep breath and hugged me tight. “Pet, you were so sexy and I loved seeing how you reacted with every dirty cheer from those lushes.”
Now I was giggling.
I couldn’t decide if I wanted to hide against the pillow or turn around and hide against Master’s chest. He was magic and made the decision for me. He eased back, rolling me over as he wrapped himself around me again. When I was pressed into his chest and feeling nice and snug, he kissed my head.
“There’s nothing to worry about, pet. We both had fun. We were the neighborhood entertainment and we both got fabulous orgasms out of it.” Kissing my head again, he sighed. “I’m the only one who gets to worry here.”
He was so dramatic he had me smiling against his chest. “Why?”
He huffed and shook his head. “I have to figure out how to make an encore performance even hotter. They’ve requested another round for Andre’s birthday barbeque next weekend. The birthday boy wants music.”
I didn’t know what to say about that.
“Your neighbors are kind of weird, Master.” His nod said he agreed and the forehead kiss he gave me said he didn’t think I was rude.
“Some people lack boundaries, pet.” Pulling me back into his arms, he stretched out on the bed and made me smile as he yawned. “They’re lucky we’re understanding people, pet.”
We were awesome.
I’d tell him that once I could open my eyes again.
Chapter 16
Jared
“I…you have my list and I didn’t want to know what’s going to happen.” The way Finley was patting his lap and nodding as we drove had me fighting the urge to smile. “Derek knows my safeword and he seemed very nice…and enthusiastic…and polite. Yes, he was polite.”