Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 336(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 336(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
“Enjoying the show?” I ask, facing her so she can get an unobstructed view of me soaping up my groin. My cock is granite hard and jutting toward her face.
Unconsciously, she licks her lips. I cup her chin and lean down to claim her mouth. I keep the kiss nice and easy, enjoying her soft sweetness. I slip my tongue in and explore her silky mouth. Her breath comes faster, and I fondle her left breast, thumbing her nipple until it’s hard and erect. My dick is leaking by the time I break the kiss. “Ready for round two?”
Elodie
The hunter towers over me. He has dirty blond hair that hangs past his shoulders and stormy gray-blue eyes in dark rims. Soapy water runs down his back and abs, swirling over his ink. Every part of him is huge and powerful and hard as a rock. The sight of his dick makes my battered sex twinge. I can’t believe I took him so easily.
And I can’t believe I came so hard or so many times. I’ve only had a handful of partners, but it usually takes a vibrator and lots of coaxing to get my body to orgasm. He wrung climax after climax out of me like it was his due. And even though my body is aching in the aftermath, I want more.
I never thought getting chased and ravaged on the ground would be so thrilling. The hunter knew just how to manhandle my body and take control of my pleasure. He was rough in the woods in all the right ways. But now he’s so careful, and the contrast is melting me. I might not know who he is, but my body is relaxing under his gentle touch.
I’ve never been so pampered, not even at the expensive spa I went to yesterday. The contract stipulated I get full body treatments, so I got waxed, plucked, tweezed, buffed, and polished until I was ready to scream. And it was all on St. James’ dime.
Judging by the way the hunter can’t stop stroking my bare pussy, this was all part of his fantasy. He also seems to enjoy taking care of me as much as I am enjoying being taken care of. I’m warm and sleepy, and when he leans down to kiss me, I’m too dazed to fight. I luxuriate under his lips, ready to twine my arms around his neck and pull him closer.
I wake up a little when he mentions round two. “What?”
He rubs a thumb over my lower lip, his eyes hooded as he catalogs my responsiveness. His tattoos wind down his arms and hands, and he has a huge silver skull ring on his middle finger. “Did you think I was done with you?”
“It’s over. You’ve won.”
Is it my imagination, or did his dick just jump? “I did win. And now you’re mine.”
He doesn’t give me a chance to run away or put weight on my leg. He wraps me in a big plush towel and gathers my hair into a smaller, microfiber one, bundling me up and carrying me out to the bed.
He lays me out naked, and the cooler air wakes me up further. He buckles thick, padded leather cuffs around my wrists, and that wakes me up even more. I make a sound of protest even as my pussy heats. I’ve never played with being tied down, but I’ve fantasized about it many, many times.
The fact that it’s with a stranger is even more exciting.
“Shhh, bunny.” He chains my arms above my head, somehow attaching them to the bed. “You don’t need to fight anymore.” He runs a hand down my bare chest, settling his palm on my plush belly. I can’t deny he knows just how to touch me, awakening desires I didn’t know I had. “Give in and let me lead.”
He leans away, opening a drawer in a bedside table and pulling out a pink vibrator and a black bottle of lube. There’s still an ache in my pussy from the way his cock battered me earlier, but my inner muscles flutter with anticipation. I yelp when he sets the vibrator against my sex and turns it on. “You’re going to cum again for me. I want this sweet cunt nice and wet.” He kneels between my legs so I can’t close them. He’s so massive. I don’t know why I ever thought I could fight him and win.
A haziness drifts over me. I’m warm and comfortable and at his mercy. The vibrator buzzes nonstop. My core tightens as my orgasm approaches while the rest of my muscles go lax with surrender.
The whole time, he studies me with his smoky blue eyes. He seems to know when I’m close to climaxing and clamps his hand around my neck. “Cum for me.”
My orgasm burns through me with a bright, white heat. He keeps his fingers collaring me and leans down to kiss me again. This time, I raise my chin and drink him in, shuddering with the aftershocks of pleasure he’s given me.