Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24804 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24804 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
“You have such a pretty pink asshole, Mimi,” he growls. “It’s going to look amazing with me crammed inside.”
The dirty words make me shiver, and I focus on my breathing as he continues the penetration. Soon I can’t stand it and I wiggle my hips just a bit. “Please,” I beg.
A low chuckles comes from the man behind me, and he pulls his finger back and then begins to fuck my ass, adding a second finger. Soon, he’s pumping them inside me with obscene sucking sounds and I begin to crest involuntarily. The big man growls, “Not yet,” and pulls his fingers out with an obscene sucking sound.
I gasp, looking at him.
“Why did you stop, Daddy?”
He blue eyes merely darken as those big hands grab my hips, and then I feel the wide tip of his cock press against my bottom.
“Grip the headboard, Mimi. Things are about to get rough around here.”
There are two short bars carved out in the center of the headboard, and I wrap my hands around them like they’re handlebars. Mason runs his hand up and down my back, soothing and helping me relax again, and then I feel him pushing once more. He notches his cock against my hole as I gasp.
“Push out against me, baby girl,” he growls. “It’ll go in easier that way.”
I cry out because he’s so huge, and I have no idea how this is going to happen. But I obey and suddenly with a pop, the head is inside.
“That a girl,” he rasps. “You’re doing amazing.”
Once the stinging subsides a bit, I press my hips backwards, taking more of him inside me. Still, Mason holds back, giving my body time to acclimate to his size. I feel like I’m being ripped apart, but then he pauses again and reaches for the lube.
“This Cocoslick shit is coming in handy,” he manages before dripping more on where we’re joined. The goopy fluid is cold and I shiver, but he immediately returns to cover me, his bulk hot and massive against my back.
“Mason,” my voice is reedy with need. “Please. I need you to move.”
His hands tighten on my hips and he lets out the sexiest growl I’ve ever heard, then he pulls back and works himself into my ass once more.
“Almost there,” he grinds out. “Shit, baby girl, you’re so tight.”
He grunts again, and then with a final push, the man is buried balls deep between my soft cheeks.
“Oh!” My body jerks, but he holds me right where he wants me, and drives into my bottom, thrusting further. It feels so good and heat radiates from my core, my whole being overcome by waves of electricity. My legs and arms are shaking as pleasure spikes through my core.
“You’re so fucking tiny,” Mason groans. Leaning over me, he kisses my shoulder, then nips the skin under his kiss. “You look gorgeous with my cock crammed inside you, baby.”
No one has ever said anything like that to me before; hell, most guys don’t even talk when we’re in bed, other than “yeah” and “hell yeah.” And holy hell, but his compliments are hot. He thrusts inside me again, and my body begins to come apart.
“Unnh!” I cry out. “Oh god!”
Climax overtakes me unexpectedly, and suddenly, I’m shuddering with sensation. Hot ripples run through my pussy and ass, squeezing on his massive cock in my behind, but Mason doesn’t let me go. Instead, the big man rocks his hips, pumping me furiously, and I can feel his cock swell.
“Shit, fuck, baby!” he roars before jerking once, twice, as hot seed erupts deep in my clenching rear end. I cry out as well, milking him for all he’s worth and loving the way I’m filled to the brim. This is what my body was made for, and our wails twine in ecstasy as we’re carried to the Heavens.
It feels like we stay joined for hours, but it’s only a minute or two of shuddering climax. Then, I collapse on the bed and my lover pulls out, his cock still coated in gooey lube. I lie on the mattress, panting, as Mason disappears into the bathroom for a moment, and I hear water running. Then he reappears with a warm rag in hand, and gently parts my legs.
“What?” I gasp, startled.
He merely shakes his head, that blue gaze fixated on my ravaged female parts.
“I take care of my women,” he growls. “And you, sweet girl, just delivered like a pro.”
Then he presses the damp cloth to my thighs, gently cleaning my private parts, and I feel something lurch in my heart. It’s more than the physical attraction that’s been so palpable ever since we met. Instead, my heart flutters in a different way, and butterflies literally dance in my stomach. No one has ever looked after me like this before, and I melt under his gentle touch.