Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 102693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 513(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 513(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
“Stay like this.”
I don’t move as his footsteps disappear out of the room. A couple minutes pass when he finally reenters, drawing the blinds closed that sit behind the kitchen sink. A flicker of flames bouncing off the walls comes into view and my body freezes. What is he doing?
“This wax is soy…” His voice comes in low, and my heart beats erratically in my chest. “Meaning it cools faster when it hits the skin. We’ll see how you do with this, but eventually, I want to move to beeswax.”
“I don’t—”
The tip of his cock throbs against my entrance as his fingers dig into my hips, raising my body higher until my feet are off the floor. My hands are still bound, but the position is comfortable. He slowly presses his hips into me, his cock moving inside my wet walls every few seconds before pulling out. He runs the palm of his hand down the arch of my spine, as he dives deeper inside. I moan loudly, the feeling of him inside of me almost too much for me to handle. Every time he pulls out, his piercings get cold, so every time he reenters, they’re carnally obvious. Finally he slams into me roughly and I jolt forward, my nipples grazing against the cool marble as my body is shoved farther up the counter. Hot liquid spills down the curve of my spine and I yelp, cursing under my breath as it cools and hardens. He pushes into me again and again, every single thrust pushing me closer to intoxication. He’s going to completely dismantle me and leave me open and raw by the time he is done, and right now, I would let him.
“Don’t come until I say. Hold on to it.”
Sweat drips down off my face as he wraps my hair around his wrist and tugs on it roughly. My eyes sting as strands of hair are ripped from their roots, but he doesn’t stop. My inner thighs begin to heat, and the all too familiar feeling of a climax is swelling as more time passes. I know if I let go now, I’ll crash from the after-effects, but if I hold on until he says, I’ll burn. I want to burn. As hot as the next splash of wax that he pours over my back. I’m closer and closer, my breathing too heavy to contain.
“Brantley, I’m going to snap—”
He dives into me roughly, tugging on my hair. That’s when I feel the cool metal of a knife on my shoulder blade. My eyes roll to the back of my head when he presses the blade into my skin. I hiss, baring my teeth, but he continues with his onslaught. The warmth of his mouth falls over where it stings on my back, and everything is suddenly too much. The piercing on his tip hits the very edge of my cervix, sending electric shock waves through my body. I scream, tugging on the belt that’s around my wrists, needing to hold myself up.
He releases the belt just as he hits something deep inside of me. This time different. The waves crash over me in tidal-like swells and everything around me turns black. My muscles twitch so severely that I convulse, the warm rush of an orgasm so, so much more potent and powerful than other times. I’m barely back in the present when his arm is around my midsection and he’s dragging me down to the kitchen floor. I’m turned reverse cowgirl, but my eyes are still closed.
“I can’t—I’m going to die.”
His hand is on the back of my neck, his other on my hip. “Ride me until I come, and don’t stop until you feel it…” He squeezes so hard I’m sure there will be more bruises. “You wanted to fuck like the big kids, then fuck me like a big girl.”
I roll my hips over him, but it’s not fast enough because he’s slamming my body on top of him in no time, like he can’t handle me being in control. The hand that was on my neck is now on my other hip as he drives inside me with force and power. Everything throbs, but my body constantly shakes as he continues. Flipping me around with my frail limbs flying everywhere, he slams me on my back and spreads my legs wide until he’s back inside of me, with one palm on my thigh. His cock thrusts inside of me, deep and vicious. His mouth on mine as he sinks his teeth into my lower lip again. He brings his hand to my hair, pulling at it to hold me in place while never breaking the kiss. It’s not until he’s groaning through his orgasm, his cock pulsing inside of me when I truly feel the fatigue. His heavy body falls on top of me, slick with sweat, blood, and the evidence of all of my orgasms between us.