Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 19880 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19880 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
I’m an animal. I’m primal. Feral. I may be in the dominant position, but I’m under her control now. Her femininity is like chains reaching back holding me to her as I pound her sweet little cake.
I reach up from behind, cup her breasts, and fuck her harder. Billie’s palms make a slapping sound as she braces herself against the bathroom wall. The sounds of my thighs slapping against her ass are met only by the sound of her moans and the thudding of my heartbeat in my ears.
“You like it, angel?”
“Y-yes,” she whimpers.
“Are you going to come on Daddy’s cock?”
I already know the answer. I can already feel her pussy clenching down, her walls squeezing my shaft like a fist, but I want to hear her say it.
“I…I want to taste it, Daddy.”
Holy shit.
“Wow, you really are a horny little girl,” I growl as I pick up the pace, giving her everything I’ve got while I bite the inside of my cheek, focusing on keeping my seed firmly tight in my balls until the last possible moment. I tighten my grip on her tits, squeezing her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, and with a quiver, I watch as she goes over the edge.
It’s glorious. She gasps and lets out the cutest little squeal in the world as her entire body shakes, and her pussy clamps down on my cock like it’s never going to let go. I bury it and hang on as her hips buck up and down.
“Good girl,” I tell her, spanking her right cheek hard enough to leave a red hand stamp. She crests and cries out, and I feel myself reach the point of no return. “Down on your knees, now!”
Billie obeys, slipping off of me and dropping down in front of me like the obedient little girl she is. I snatch her by the hair and slide my cock into her mouth just as my cum explodes from my balls and out of my shaft. My head spins and my eyes shut as I toss my head back and let out a growl like some kind of man-beast hybrid. I try not to drive my cock too far down her throat as I know she’s just a beginner, but I can’t help it. And if I can guess by the way she’s grasping my thighs, she wants more. So I give it to her.
“Fuck, just like that. Take Daddy’s load.”
Somehow, she swallows every one of my inches while gulping down my seed. I grasp her tit with one hand while I hold her hair with my other, my cock pulsing as I spray down her throat.
There’s a popping sound when I pull my cock out from her lips, and Billie collapses down onto her back on the bathroom floor, panting and looking up at me with a mixture of lust and disbelief on her face. I kneel down above her and stroke her hair back, lost in the admiration of her unbelievable beauty.
She is the one. There’s no questioning that.
“I love you, Billie. I want you to know that.”
I trace a line up her body, starting at her left foot, moving slowly up her leg to her supple hips, up her flat stomach to her breasts, then to her neck. It seems to tickle her as she shies away slightly, and as I move to lie down beside her, she sits up. Then she stands and pulls up her pants.
“What are you doing, angel?”
“I think I should go.” Her words hit me like the second bullet of the night. I watch stupefied as she tugs her shirt back down and faces the wall, now fully dressed.
“What do you mean, angel?” I stand up, pull up my pants. “After what we just did you want to leave?”
She’s trembling. I take a step toward her, but she turns and puts a hand up.
“What we just did was incredible, Gage. But…I shouldn’t have done it.” Her eyes dart around the room like she’s ashamed of what she’s saying. “After everything that’s happened, Gage…after what happened tonight, I still…”
Billie hangs her head. There’s a long silence, but I understand.
“You still don’t trust me.”
It takes her a long moment to respond, and even when she does, she can’t meet my eyes. “I’m used to taking care of myself, Gage. And every time you show up, there are men trying to kill me.”
“Billie, I told you—”
“Gage, how do I know you’re not in on it?” she cries out, her eyes panicked. “How do I know you’re not setting this all up to get me to love you? How do I know you’re not the boss you say sent you to kill me the first time? How do I know any of what you say is true!?”
Tears burst from Billie’s eyes. She throws herself back from me as I try to reach out to her and clasps her hands over her face. She whirls, runs from the bathroom, and races for the door. I race after her. I can’t let her do this. If she doesn’t trust me, fine. But I can’t let her put herself in mortal danger.