Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 90084 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90084 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
He pushes me to my knees, fist in my hair.
“Tell me you like this,” he says as he holds his shaft with one hand, teasing my lips. Marking me with his tip.
“I like it,” I say, and my core clenches as emotion swells inside of me. “I love it.”
His mouth opens. “Say that again.”
“I love it,” I whisper.
He slides his cock between my lips and moans as I hollow my cheeks and suck him. “I love it too,” he moans.
My hands stay above my head. I’m leaning back against the wall, and his dick is buried in my mouth. He slowly fucks my lips, and I’m controlled, dominated, completely at his mercy, and I’ve never felt better in my entire life.
I love it. I love it. God, I fucking love it, as I suck his cock and listen to his moans. He must’ve rushed over here the moment he got home and couldn’t help himself. He needed me down on my knees, needed his dick in my mouth, because he can’t control himself when I’m around.
He pulls back with a moan. My spit glistens on his shaft as he drags me back up and spins me around, pinning me in place. His cock slides between my legs and fills my pussy with ease. I’m so wet, and his dick’s still dripping with my spit, and he grinds into me with a delicious purr of bliss.
“I love this pussy,” he whispers as he fucks me slow and deep, his mouth nibbling at my neck, his hands on my breasts. I keep my palms against the wall, pushing back into him. “I love your moans, your skin, the way your body reacts to me. I love every bit of you, Karine.”
“I love it too,” I moan, and I know I’m avoiding saying what I really want to say. “I love when you fuck me.” I love you.
He fills me with a snarl, ripping into my pussy. It’s rough and violent, and I’m dancing on the edge of bliss the whole time. His fist wraps around my throat, and the beast takes me from behind. “I love your messy pussy. I love filling you to the brim with my cum. I love it when you’re on your knees sucking my cock like a good fucking slut, and I love it when you’re a filthy little girl for me. I love you, Karine.”
Oh, fuck.
There it is.
I push into him, and I come so hard I feel like I might explode. But he doesn’t relent: Valentin thrusts into me like a beast, ripping me to pieces, and he comes moments after. It’s messy and glorious, and when he’s finished with me, I feel like I’m a puddle of smashed, satisfied clay.
He holds me in his arms and gently helps me get dressed. Then he pulls on his own clothes and straightens himself up.
His eyes pin me and he gives me a vicious little smile, and a bad feeling rolls down my spine, like something terrible is about to happen.
“Would you like to meet your cousin?” he asks.
Chapter 30
Karine
I’m so nervous I feel sick as Valentin takes me down the basement stairs.
In my head, I’m about to walk into a dungeon: blood on the walls, chains dangling from the ceiling, torture devices lined up like exercise equipment.
Instead, it’s just a nice, normal finished basement.
The floor is covered with lush carpet. There’s a bar on the left, the wood gleaming, with plenty of liquor lining the back cabinets. On the right is a workout area with a black rubbery floor and a long row of mirrors. We turn into a large media room with comfortable chairs and an enormous projection screen against one wall.
“Why didn’t you tell me you had all this?” I ask, feeling a little giddy at the sudden discovery of yet another luxury.
“Because I didn’t want you accidentally stumbling on something you weren’t supposed to see.”
“Oh, right, you definitely need to keep the weights hidden.” I roll my eyes and grin at him. “It’s not like I thought you were magically that physically fit.”
“I was born this way,” he grunts and walks across the media room to another door on the far wall. “And this isn’t what I’m hiding from you.”
He takes a key from his pocket and puts it in a locked deadbolt. I frown slightly as it opens. Why does this door lock from the outside? He pulls it open and steps into what looks like a normal utility room.
Until he flicks on the light.
Half the space is given over to the water system and the air conditioning unit. And the other half is covered in plastic.
There’s plastic sheeting on the ceiling, on the floor, and hanging from the walls. Valentin steps through a slit down one section of it and enters into the plastic-wrapped area, but I don’t follow him.