Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 58108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 291(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 291(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
“Beautiful woman,” Hayes murmured, running his rough palm in a circle over my ass.
For once, the praise didn’t irritate me. Because I wanted to be beautiful to Hayes. He made the ugliest parts of me–what was on the inside–come out clean. I arched my back, pushing my ass out for him, eager for all he had to give.
“I have lube in my suitcase,” I told him.
He climbed off me and flipped on the bathroom light, stalked to the dresser where I’d opened the suitcase. “You packed a vibrator?” He sounded offended.
“I thought we were breaking up.” I pulled my t-shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor, then wriggled out of the panties wrapped around my thighs.
A heavy thud indicated he’d tossed my vibrator in the trash. “You won’t be needing that, baby doll. When you have needs, I’ll be satisfying them.”
I smiled. “You always do.”
“On second thought.” Hayes went back and grabbed the vibrator out of the trash, then took it to the bathroom to wash. “I might have use for this tonight.”
I sat on the edge of the bed and waited. Hayes was in charge, and for once, I was going to follow his lead.
“Touch that pussy, get her nice and wet for me,” Hayes instructed from the bathroom.
I spread my knees and slid my fingers between my legs. I was already damp in anticipation of whatever Hayes had planned, but the moment my fingers started to move through my folds, slickness coated my flesh. I rubbed a slow circle around my clit, watching Hayes as he came toward me with dark purpose shining in his gaze.
“Good girl.” He took my elbow and tugged me up from the bed. “Turn around and bend over.”
I obeyed, and he tucked the buzzing vibrator lengthwise over my pussy, not inside me, but where I could grind down on it. “Let’s see how you did.” He stroked his fingers over my wet pleats. “Mmm. Nice and juicy, aren’t you?”
“Mmm hmm.”
He nudged my feet wider. “Your job is to work that sweet pussy of yours. Use that vibrator to keep yourself nice and wet here, understand?” He delivered a slap to my pussy.
“Yes!”
“Good girl.” He rubbed over my entrance again then used the moisture he found there to circle my anus.
I puckered up at the foreign yet not unpleasant sensation.
He smacked my ass. “Uh uh.” He delivered several more spanks. “You’re getting your ass fucked, baby doll. Now open up.” He squeezed a dollop of lube at my back entrance and used it to work his finger inside me.
I ground down on the vibrator, concentrating to stay relaxed and open for him, despite the urge to tighten around his finger.
“That’s it, sweetheart.” He reached another digit down to my pussy. “Are you still nice and wet for me?”
“God, yes,” I moaned. Having my ass penetrated at the same time my clit was in contact with the vibrator was an overload of sensations. We’d only just begun, and I was already close to the finish line.
Hayes let out a soft curse and eased his finger out. I heard his zipper drop and the rustle of his jeans hitting the floor as he toed off his boots. A moment later, he pushed his cock into my sopping channel.
I moaned with satisfaction. Being filled with him felt like a completion. The destination I’d been seeking. But it was short-lived. He only gave me a few long strokes before he pulled out and rubbed lube on his cockhead, then applied more to my back hole.
I grunted, instinctively tightening, then forcing my muscles to relax. I exhaled a measured breath.
“Good girl. You want to take a good pounding in the ass, don’t you, baby doll?”
God help me, I so did.
He slapped my ass. “Don’t you?”
“Yes,” I breathed. The stretch was intense as he applied steady pressure, easing in. Once his cockhead passed through, I groaned.
He stilled then, began to push on. It got easier, taking him. I both loved and hated the sensation at the same time. It was beyond intimate. The feeling of erotic fullness was like nothing I’d experienced before. My legs shook as I struggled to stay relaxed, to not tense around him, because when I did, the stretching sensation was worse.
I whimper-moaned, again and again, louder and louder, as he built a slow and steady pace, thrusting smoothly in and out, blowing my mind with each claiming thrust. The motion pushed me onto the vibrator that I held between my legs.
“Please,” I started to beg. I didn’t know whether I wanted him to finish, or I needed to come. Both, I guessed.
“Are you okay, baby doll?” Hayes pushed my hair back from my face to look at me.
“Yeah,” I panted. “It’s good. Please…”
“You need to come?”
“I…yes…please.”
Hayes gripped my shoulder, his fingers tightening with his own need as he picked up speed.