Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44495 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44495 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
And I’m down for it. I want this as badly as he does. “Yes, Papi. Please…”
The head of Papi’s cock is at my entrance, and then his hips jerk and he thrusts inside me. The pain is sharp and takes my breath away. I think he’s split me in two. His cock is so long that he’s pressing against my cervix. It’s so thick that I fear he’s torn me, though I know that’s not logical.
Papi’s hands come to my face. He kisses me gently. “Breathe, Baby girl. Relax your cunt for me. You’re gripping me so tight, Little one.”
I can’t tell if I’m actually clenching him or if it’s just that tight. It doesn’t matter. The stretch is too much. I whimper. “Papi…”
“It will ease, Little one. I promise. Breathe, Baby.”
I try to draw in a breath. It’s hard to focus on anything but the tightness.
Papi trails kisses to my neck and behind my ear. He licks the spot and pierces me.
I flinch, but in seconds, I feel calmer. He didn’t inject me with the aphrodisiac he used on my nipples and clit. This time he used his quill to calm me, and it’s working. Even my pussy relaxes slightly.
“Good girl,” he coos. “Let your body accept me, Baby girl. Learn how it feels to be filled by me. I will couple with you like this often for the rest of our lives. When I’m not filling your sweet cunt, it will always hum with a low need.”
I whimper. I know he’s right, and my pussy is pulsing around his girth as though experiencing tiny orgasms over and over. It seems like his cock grows larger.
Papi moans and drops his forehead to mine. “Take me, Clara,” he orders.
I am taking him, aren’t I? What more can I do?
“Let me in deeper, Little one,” he demands.
I gasp. How could he be any deeper?
He drops his head to the other side of my neck and sucks the spot behind my ear so hard I know it will leave a hickie. When he pierces me again, I cry out. The sharp pain is welcoming now. It brings a deeper relaxation with it.
Suddenly my body loosens, and I’m stunned when Papi slips deeper into me. Is he past my cervix? Is that a thing?
He groans again, louder, his head tipping back as he pulls partway out and then thrusts back.
My vision blurs, and all the air leaves my lungs. I thought the previous orgasms he gave me were intense. I was wrong. This is so much more.
He drops his head to my neck again. “Take me, Baby girl,” he mumbles against my ear as he thrusts again, deeper and deeper each time. “Take me…”
Somehow I obey him. I don’t even fully understand what he’s demanding of me, but he keeps going deeper with every thrust. We’re not two people anymore. We’re one. We’re connected. I don’t want him to pull out ever. I want to stay like this. It’s blissful. I’m flying high on endorphins. Some are natural, some were caused by him. I don’t care. I just don’t want it to end.
“Come, Clara,” he shouts. “Come on my cock. Now, Baby girl.”
My body obeys him again, another orgasm sweeping through me, sending me out of orbit. I already wasn’t on Earth anymore. Now I’m not even sure I’m in the Milky Way.
I feel my pussy gripping his cock over and over, and suddenly he’s gone, yanked from my body, leaving me empty and frustrated. “No…” My head rolls back and forth. I can’t focus. “Papi…”
His loud grunt of release fills the room, echoing off the walls, and I remember him telling me he would not come inside me. I hate it. I want him inside me. My entire body trembles as I blink several times and look between my legs to find him gripping his cock inside his loose pants. He apparently tucked himself back into the soft material before letting himself orgasm.
Watching him is mesmerizing. He’s the sexiest man I’ve ever set eyes on, and he’s mine. Right?
Papi releases his shaft, grabs my thighs, and drops his mouth once again to my pussy.
I cry out at the unexpected contact as he sucks and licks. I can’t get free of him. I shove at his shoulders because I can’t take another orgasm, but he won’t budge. He’s too strong for me.
When he pierces my labia in several places, I panic. “Papi, no… Stop… It’s too much…”
He ignores me, and it doesn’t take long for me to realize he isn’t eating my pussy for the purpose of making me come again. He’s healing me. All the pain from the stretch subsides, leaving me loose and relaxed.
Finally, he’s finished. He keeps one hand on my tummy as if to prevent me from falling off the bed while he reaches over to the nightstand to grab something.