Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77344 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77344 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
“Or like this?” he asked, kneeling at the side of the bed after sliding on the protection, his cock gliding against my pussy again.
“Please,” I cried.
“Please, what, sugar?” he asked, lips twitching, knowing just how desperate I was.
“Please fuck me,” I demanded.
He didn’t need more than that.
His hips shifted.
Then he was surging inside of me, taking every inch of me with one long thrust.
I’d never heard the sound I made just then, something caught between a cry and a moan, as my walls tightened around him.
Miko sucked in a deep breath, his eyes closed for a second, looking for some self-control.
But I didn’t have time to wait for him to find it.
The ache inside only seemed to grow with the fullness of him inside me.
So my hips started to rock, trying to ease the pressure in my core.
Miko’s eyes slid open as he reached down to drag my legs up to his shoulders.
Then he was doing as I asked.
Fucking me.
There was no more teasing, no dragging things out.
He fucked me hard and fast, his forearm anchoring my legs to his chest as he moved, making it too hard for me to move, to meet him thrust for thrust, leaving me completely at his mercy as he drove me up.
“Fuck,” Miko groaned as my walls tightened around his cock. “That’s it, squeeze my cock. Let me feel you come.”
And just like that, I did.
My whole body shuddered as the orgasm crashed through me. Miko fucked me through it, making the climax pull me under over and over each time I thought it might relent.
“Not done with you,” he said after.
He reached for my legs, pulling them down from his shoulders, pressing them together, then cocking them up at a ninety-degree angle on the mattress, making my pussy squeeze tighter around his cock as he started to move again.
This time, not as hard or fast. Just slow, deep thrusts, giving my body a chance to come back down before driving me back up.
Only when I was moaning again did he grab my hips, flipping me onto my belly, then all fours, before slamming back into me.
The new position and the borderline savage way he was fucking me had my fingers fisting the bedsheets, had me leaning down to press my face into them to muffle my cries.
“No,” he growled, reaching out to grab a handful of my hair and yanking me back by it, the sting across my scalp creating a pain/pleasure sensation that had an embarrassing groan escaping me. “I want to hear you,” he said, keeping a tight hold on my hair as he kept fucking me. “That’s it,” he murmured as my cries filled the room, as my walls clenched tight around his cock. “Be a good girl and come for me.”
I hated how much I loved him calling me that, but as the orgasm screamed through my system, all that mattered was how good it felt that he knew just what I needed to hear, that he understood just how I liked to be fucked.
“One more,” he said when I came back down, gasping, trembling.
“I can’t,” I whimpered, my legs feeling like jelly, my whole body tender and shaky.
“Yes, you can,” he said, but there was something softer in his voice as he released my hair, letting me fall forward into the mattress before reaching for me, turning me onto my back, then coming over me.
His lips were on mine again.
But not so hungry.
Just hard and seeking, kissing me with an intensity that made it feel like he’d cracked open my chest, like he’d slipped inside.
Tears sprang up behind my closed lids as Miko started to move inside of me again.
They were long, unhurried thrusts as he kept kissing me, as the intimacy grew, becoming something beautiful—and terrifying.
It wasn’t long, though, before he had me so close again. My arms slid around him, holding on tight as my body moved with his.
His head shifted, breaking the kiss.
The disappointment was short-lived, though, as his lips went to my ear, his voice soft as his words only managed to drive me up as well.
“You feel so good taking me like this,” he murmured, his lips teasing the shell of my ear. “Fuck,” he groaned, voice getting strained. “That’s it,” he added as my whole body started to tremble as the orgasm started to crest. “Fuck, that’s a good girl.”
“Miko,” I gasped, clutching him, holding on tightly as the orgasm started, a deep, hard pulsation that spread outward to take over me completely.
Miko rocked with me then surged deep and came with me.
His weight pressed down on me after, something oddly comforting to my overwrought system, to my fragile emotions.
The aftershocks rolled through me as I held onto him. Partly to hold on to the intimacy. But also partly so he didn’t see the tear that slid down my cheek.