Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 59154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 296(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 197(@300wpm)
“I’m gonna spank that pretty ass of yours with the plug in it, and then I’m gonna fuck you, baby.”
God, I nearly came from his dirty promises. As if he sensed it, he adopted a more stern tone. “Don’t come yet. Don’t come until I give you permission, baby. Understand?”
I nodded into the bedcovers. “Yes, sir.”
“Good girl,” he said, but at the same time he delivered a hard slap. It jostled the plug in my ass, sending a riot of sensation jolting through my body.
I cried out.
How would I not come?
I needed to come desperately.
So desperately I couldn’t stand it.
“Not yet. You don’t come until I do, Lyssa,” he said, forgetting that I didn’t want to be called that in bed.
While hearing her name gave me courage outside of bed, I hated hearing him say her name while we were intimate. I wanted him to be praising me. Emma. Not Lyssa. I didn’t want to pretend when we were having sex. I wanted it to be real.
Just the two of us. Without Lyssa in the room.
His slip-up was a blessing because it allowed me to get a thread of control, so I wouldn’t come. So I could wait until he gave me permission. Again, eek! Where did he even learn to be such a swoon worthy dom?
No, I didn’t want to know that, either. I already hated all his past and future girlfriends. Hated anyone who took his golden attention off me, Emma.
The twin who was making up for lost time.
Johnny spanked me–faster this time, without breaks in between to rub away the sting. He slapped my ass, right and left side over and over again as I squirmed and cried out. I was feverishly hot. My clit was getting raw from the vibrator, and my ass burned. The jiggling plug gave me a sense of fullness.
Finally, Johnny stopped and rubbed my ass. I heard the crinkle of more plastic–it must have been a condom wrapper.
He pulled the vibrator out from underneath me and turned it off. “Time for the real thing, baby. You ready to take my cock?”
He hadn’t been like this the day before. So extra bossy and dominant. Was it because we were at his place, and he was more comfortable? Was this us trusting each other enough to take sex to the next level?
“Yes,” I moaned. I’d been ready for at least an hour. Even with the plug filling my ass–especially with the plug filling my ass–my pussy felt so empty.
Johnny made a strange, animal-like growling sound as he rubbed the head of his cock through my folds.
Desperate–hungry for it–I pushed back, and he slid in.
“Damn, baby. That’s so hot. You’re so wet for me right now.”
“Yes,” I groaned.
Oh God, I needed to come. With a desperation I’d never felt before.
“Please.”
He gripped my hips and pushed all the way in, his loins bumping the handle of the butt plug and jostling it in me even more than the spanking had.
My eyes rolled back in my head. I was dizzy with lust. Almost in tears with need.
“Please.”
His fingers tightened on my hips. I heard him drag his breath in across his teeth, like he was trying to hold back.
I didn’t want him to hold back.
I wanted more. I wanted it all.
He slid out and in slowly.
“Now, Johnny. More. Please.”
I was incoherently begging. He’d reduced me to babble.
He growled again and thrust in hard.
I cried out when the head of his cock bottomed out inside me. It was all too much. My asshole clenched around the neck of the plug. My pussy squeezed around the base of his cock. I was sweating and panting, my heart pounding with exertion, even though I’d been rendered immobile by the dominant lover behind me.
“Oh God,” I nearly wept.
“Fuck, baby. Fuck, you’re so hot when you beg me like that.” He gripped my hips and pounded in and out of me.
I hollowed my back to take him deeper. Moaned and sobbed my desperation into the covers.
“Please, please, please, J. Johnny. J. I need this. I need it now.” I looked over my shoulder, and what I saw didn’t make sense.
But then again, I was out of my mind with lust and need.
Johnny’s eyes seemed to glow amber, like an animal’s did at night. And I would have sworn, for a second, it looked like he had fangs.
“Take it, baby,” he growled. “Take my cock nice and deep. Take my cock with your ass spanked red and plugged.”
“Yes, yes!”
It was too late–I had to come. Waiting for his permission was an impossibility.
I screamed, losing control. My pussy squeezed around his cock, spasming in pulsing waves.
“Oh fuck, baby!”
It sounded like Johnny lost control, too. Like my orgasm made him come. He shoved in deep, his hips bucking against mine, his breath rasping and ragged.
“Oh fate. Oh shit. Whoa. Whoa… damn,” he chanted as he continued to buck.