Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 74220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
He pulled down one strap and then the other before he shoved the material down to expose my tits. His big hands gripped them both and squeezed just the way he squeezed my ass, his mouth pressed close to my ear so I could listen to the quiet moan he made as he grabbed me.
I’d fucked around in my early twenties and had the time of my life, but a man had never made me feel as desirable as Bastien. Like he would starve without my kiss, he would writhe in pain if he couldn’t make me his. He would howl at the moon in grief. He was a man who could have anyone he wanted, women younger and hotter than me, but his hands shook as he clutched me, as if he was afraid I was the one who would leave.
He grabbed the hem of my dress and yanked it up to expose my ass. Now my dress sat at my waist, just a strip of material that looked like a belt, and he grabbed one of my tits with one hand, while he moved the other between my legs and played with my clit like a pick on a guitar string.
My hips instinctively bucked, and I let out a gasp I’d never heard myself make before. I squirmed in his grasp because it wasn’t a slow start to the heat, the stovetop set to low. Instead, it was cranked all the way to high.
He kept me in place, his lips near my ear, playing with me hard and making my knees tremble. “Coke. Heroin. Acid. Nothing compares to this.”
I continued to tremble in his hold, continued to gasp because he pushed so hard on my clit that I already wanted to burst. It was a climax he didn’t earn, just took. I felt it be ripped from my body like tape from the skin. “No…”
His fingers slowed way down, gently rubbing my nub in circular motions, but that was torturous for the opposite reason. “You want me inside you, sweetheart?”
“Yes.” I held on to the arm that was locked over my chest.
“Say please.”
“Goddammit, Bastien—”
“Say please.”
“How long are you going to punish me?”
“As long as I feel like it.” His fingers continued the slow torture. “Now, say it.”
I lacked shame, only possessed desperation. “Please…”
“Attagirl.” He struck my ass cheek hard with his palm.
I cried out as he lifted me, one arm under my knees with the other behind my shoulders. He hoisted me up, and I was airborne for a second before I landed back in his arms. He cradled me to him and carried me to the bed before he threw me on it.
I bounced before I rolled, not used to being thrown across the bed like a rag doll.
His bottoms were off, and he grabbed me by the ankle, dragging me to him at the edge of the bed before he hooked his arms behind my knees and folded me underneath him like a hot pretzel from the mall. He pushed inside, sheathed in the arousal that had overflowed and seeped to my inner thighs while I’d stood in front of the fire. He gave a victorious moan when he reaped the reward of his labor. He sank fully inside before he ground into me, rubbing his pelvic bone against my clit.
It hurt to take all of it, but his hot skin against my clit lit me up like a firework.
I gripped his wrists and held on as he started to fuck me at the foot of his bed, hard and fast, like a stallion at the beginning of a race.
I lay there and did nothing except take it, watching this six-foot-three monster of a man do all the work, like it was an honor to fuck me when I was the one who should have been fucking his brains out.
I’d been at the finish line when it was just his fingers, but this gorgeous man’s fat dick was like magic and pounded pleasure into me with every stroke. I was already there, a mess of tears and tremors, writhing from both the pain and pleasure. “Bastien…”
He moaned as he watched me come for him, his dick just a little harder because he wanted to join me.
“Come inside me.”
The cords in his neck tightened like I’d just murmured some dirty talk that turned him on, but I meant the request. Flushed in arousal, his skin shiny with sweat, he gave hard thrusts as I came, and once my high started to fade, he began his final pumps, filling me with a load of his seed.
After a beat, he pulled out then kissed my stomach and the valley between my tits. He sucked each nipple into his mouth then abruptly headed into the bathroom. The shower came on a moment later.