Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 83040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
But that’s what I want. I want the dizziness. I want the fade to black. I want the complete surrender of my body to this man. And then I want to wake up blinking at his face hovering over mine as he fucks me.
I want to feel the weight of his body and hear his ragged breathing as I gaze up into his eyes and see his lust.
“Do it,” I say again. “Just, please, do it.”
He doesn’t hesitate this time. The pressure increases dramatically and the dizziness takes over.
I feel my body going loose. My muscles unable to work.
And then I get it.
Finally, I get it.
The fade.
The black.
And I come.
17 - Shep
It’s so weird to watch the light fade from her eyes as her body nearly convulses with the orgasm. But what surprises me the most is my reaction to it. Which isn’t what I expected, because I have to close my eyes and clench my jaw to stop myself from coming in her hand, loose around my dick now.
When she’s properly passed out, her body crumples like the little puppet she is and I hold her in my arms for a moment, letting her head rest on my shoulder as she takes a gasping breath.
It’s dangerous what I just did. Very, very risky. Sexual asphyxiation is nothing to fuck around with and I shouldn’t have given in, but my God, the look in her eyes as she begged me…
“Please.”
It was a degree of lust I’ve never seen before.
She sits up, still in my lap, shaking her head, trying to clear it. Then she starts crying.
“Oh, fuck! I’m sorry,” I say. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
“No,” she says, practically sobbing into my neck. “No. You don’t understand. It felt so good. It’s never felt that good before, ever. Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
I… don’t even know what to say to that. Certainly not ‘You’re welcome.’ If Collin finds out I came in here and choked his baby sister into a blackout orgasm, he’s gonna shoot me on the spot.
Olive lets out a long breath and kind of collapses into my arms.
“Come here.” I lean back on the bed and bring her with me. She pulls herself together long enough so we can crawl our way up to the pillows, then once again becomes loose and heavy, resting her face on my chest.
“You’re tired,” I say. “You should get some sleep.”
She perks up, shakes her head no. “Not yet. Don’t go. It’s your turn now.” The life comes back into her eyes when she makes me this offer. And I have to wonder just what the actual fuck they did to this girl to make her act like this.
This isn’t her. It’s not. I can tell that everything happening right now is programming. It’s so fucking obvious.
“If you leave now, Shep, I’ll never forgive you.”
We don’t even know each other. Like, at all. So this shouldn’t even be something I take seriously.
But when her hand resumes its position on my dick, all rational reasons why this is a very bad idea just slip right out of my mind. A moment later she’s pumping me, gripping me hard as her hand goes up and down my shaft.
Then it’s like she wakes up and everything about her is fast. Her jeans and panties are sliding down her legs before I can process what’s happening. She kicks them off, sits up, straddles my knees, and starts jerking on my pants, pulling them down. I help her out here a little, and then the next thing I know, she’s hovering over me, her long, blonde hair hanging over her face and teasing me as it moves across my chest in a way that sends chills through my whole body.
She grips my dick, fisting it hard, and puts me inside her.
Her head falls back as her mouth opens and a moan of ecstasy flows past her lips. I grab her shirt, push it up to her chin, and grip her tits with the same force. She begins fucking me, her hips wild and her back arched as her hands slap down onto my chest. She digs her fingernails into my skin, making me moan, and then it’s just… carnal. Fucking. It’s just fucking.
Crazy, unrestrained sex performed with a frenzied passion that borders on violence.
Urges of my own begin to float to the surface and I decide to act on them. I flip her off me, turn her over, and then I push her legs open, hover over her perfect ass, and spread her cheeks as I push myself inside her dripping wet pussy.
“Yes,” she’s saying, her breath so ragged and uneven I almost can’t understand her. “Yes.”
I grab her hair, pull her head back, and fuck her from behind like an animal.
And the whole time she just says, “Yes, yes, yes,” over and over again until I pull out, spew my come all over her back, and then fall to the side with a long sigh of relief.