Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 72233 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72233 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
“Let me make it all better.” Slipping into the chair, he caught her hips and positioned her knees on the upholstered arms, forcing her to use her core muscles so she didn’t fall. He caught her hips and dragged her to his face, sliding his tongue through her slit.
Her breath quickened, and she panicked when he licked her again. “Wait—”
“Not a chance. Daddy’s hungry.” He swirled his tongue around her clit. “Mmm… You taste sweet, like innocence and privilege, yet salty with my claim.”
“You can’t—"
“Hush.” He dove in and didn’t let up until she learned those words didn’t work on him. “There’s a good girl.” Closing his lips around her swollen clit he sucked hard, using his tongue to tease her to climax.
A deep red flush covered her breast as he stripped away whatever sense of modesty she had left. As soon as she came, he pushed her toward another climax, never giving her a chance to come down. Pleasure built to an intensity that bordered on pain, and he watched the moment she succumbed to surrender, losing herself in a place of bliss and torment where she no longer had to think. She only had to feel.
“That’s it. Look how your body responds to me.” He fed his fingers into her, pumping quickly as she lost control to another orgasm. His chest was soaked, but he still wanted more. He wanted every drop of her pleasure and the final say over her pain.
“Please, it’s too much.”
“Take it like a good girl.” Hooking his fingers inside of her, he teased the spot that made her cry out. He drank every drop that spilled from her. “Beautiful.”
She folded forward, weak and tired, but he was far from done.
He stroked her spine, giving her a small reprieve. “Just relax and let Daddy take care of you.”
He lowered her into the chair and dropped to his knees, devouring her softly. A single touch jolted her like an electric shock, but she made no objection as he ate his fill of her pretty, pink pussy.
He lifted her back onto his lap once he’d had his fill. “See how much you gain when you truly let go?”
Cradling her close, he stroked the swollen lips of her sex. She shivered in the aftershock of so many orgasms. He petted her softly, hoping to soothe any aches that already set in.
She sighed as if enjoying his touch, resting her head against his chest, eyes closed and her face a serene work of art.
“Unfortunately, my cock’s rock hard. Which means I’ll probably fuck you like an animal at least one more time before you get to sleep.”
A quiet sound of distress left her throat.
“If you’re too sore, there’s another option.” He traced his finger back and pressed lightly against her virgin hole. “I won’t be satisfied until I claim all of you.”
Her dark lashes lifted as she met him with that penetrating blue stare. He watched as curiosity battled caution.
“Imagine how my cock will feel when it stretches you here. Tight. Intense. Full. Until the mind goes numb, and all you can do is feel my possession. In you. Over you. Total ownership.” He needed to get back inside of her. “Does the thought scare you?”
She nestled closer and sighed. “Not if you promise to hold me.”
He stilled from stroking her. Fuck. In the end, she’d gotten her way. Perhaps they both had. Now, he wasn’t so sure her actions were as calculated as they first seemed.
“I’ll hold you,” he said, realizing he had no desire to let go.
She smiled against his chest. “Then I’m all yours.”
There had to be a limit to the depravity she’d allow. He needed to find it. The darkness inside of him would not be satisfied until she was fully his. He stilled. Could it be that simple? Was his ownership all she wanted? The sense that she truly belonged to him and could not be disowned?
“It is a little slut then, isn’t it?” He pressed his finger into her back entrance, and she gasped. “Is this what you want? You want me to break you here, as well, and fully make you mine?”
His painfully engorged cock pulsed as he sank his fingers deeper into her tight little hole, but rather than cry or beg for mercy, she made a stunning sound of pure intrigue as if she truly wanted more.
His knuckle wedged snugly against the muscle, but she didn’t fight it. “If you don’t hate me by now, you’re about to.” Withdrawing his finger, he stood and unlocked the chains, carrying her to the bed.
Snatching the bath oils from the table by the tub, he positioned her over the edge of the bed. “Hold yourself open for me.” He showed her how to grip her cheeks, and she did so without protest, giving him a clear view of both holes.