Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 142764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 714(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 714(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
“Fuck, your ass is perfect, Flower. I wish you could see it. See how pretty it is being owned by me.”
I grit my teeth and curl my nails into the dirt, needing something to anchor against the pleasure-pain combo threatening to rip me to shreds. Tears sting my eyes as a third finger is added to my ass. The muscles resist, trying to push him out.
The pleasure and pain balance is a razor edge, tipping closer to pain at the moment, but little ripples of pleasure zip through my core every time he bottoms out inside me, and I hold on to those as I let him claim me.
“Drew… It hurts…”
"Shhh, I know. It’s going to be okay. Stay with me. Breathe through it. This might be a punishment, but I promise I'll make you feel so good. Don't I always know exactly what you need?"
All I can do is whimper, and I focus on keeping myself on all fours instead of sinking down to the dirt to allow him complete control. I breathe through my nose, the burning in my ass becoming increasingly unbearable. I don’t want to tell him to stop—
that’s weakness—and I don’t know that he even would, but I don’t know if I can handle anything else, especially not his cock.
“Drew…” I whine.
His fingers ease out of me, and I relax, sucking a ragged breath into my lungs.
“We aren’t done yet,” he warns.
Slowly, he pulls his cock out of my pussy, and with it comes an embarrassing amount of liquid. I shudder as the thick head of his dick slides between my ass cheeks while one hand gently strokes my back. I let out a groan when he presses the thick head of his cock against the puckered hole. Something warm and wet lands on my ass, the substance slipping down my crack.
What the hell? I’m confused for half a second, and then I glance at him over my shoulder, my eyes refusing to make sense of what I’m seeing.
I watch curiously as he curls his muscled forearm, making the wound bleed just enough that the drops fall perfectly down my ass crack so that he can use them as lube while he takes my ass. It’s so endearing that I almost smile. Almost.
The pressure against the hole grows, and no matter how much I tell myself to relax, I can’t. I just clench up, tighter and tighter.
"Relax, Flower, and I'll be easier for you to take." His tone is soft, gentle, coaxing.
“It burns…” I hiss through my teeth, feeling the muscles protest and stretch around his thick cock.
“It’s going to. You’re so tight, and I’m not exactly small.” His voice is pinched, his breathing labored.
“Drew…” I whimper.
Fucking hell.
“Shhh, I’ve got you. I’ll always have you.” His cock stretches me to the point of pain as he slides in another inch, and my entire body trembles. I bite my lip hard to stop myself from begging him to stop. On the fringes of pain are tiny zings of pleasure, like a silver lining, and I focus my attention there. “I wish you could see how well your ass stretches for me. Opening nice and wide.”
"Fuuuuuccckkk," I bite out.
"You take my cock so well, Flower. You're so fucking tight. I think I might love your ass more than your pussy."
It seems like years until I feel the heat of his body resting against mine, letting me know he's all the way in. Fuck. Fuck. How do I do this?
Sensations like I’ve never experienced ricochet through me. Pain and pleasure roll up and pour into me, overflowing the edges until I can't think straight. He consumes me.
I scrabble across the dirt, digging in deeper until my fingertips are buried in the earth.
It's too much.
"Fuck, Flower. Relax. Every time you tense up, your muscles strangle my cock to the point I think I’m going to burst. I promise you don’t want me to come yet because then we’ll have to start the process all over again.”
My body trembles, and my knees shake, barely keeping me upright. All he does is laugh darkly, pulling out of me slowly before sliding back in. Fire. It’s all I can feel. Fuck, it burns, and my pussy clenches around nothing.
"Drew, please."
"Ah… I love it when you beg. Tell me what you want. You’ve been a good girl so far, letting me take your ass without complaint. You deserve a reward.” He leans over my body and peppers the side of my neck with kisses. "Come on, Bel. You know how much I love it when you beg."
I whimper and swallow hard so I can speak again. "I don't know what I need..."
He hums against my neck and pulls back. "That’s okay. I know what you need. I know how to make it better.”
Shifting his grip so one hand holds me up and the other curls down over my thighs, he drags his fingertips over my clit.