Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 88115 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88115 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
“Not good enough, Julianna, give it to me; give in to me.” The jerk is now teasing me, hovering the vibrator just on the outside of my pussy lips. “Come and get it, baby. Work those hips; give your hungry pussy what it wants.”
It finally dawns on me. I finally understand what he wants—complete surrender, to let my body go and to just feel. He wants me to relinquish myself to every alluring sensation he’s creating for me. I give him want he wants, as I give in to ecstasy my body is demanding I take. My body takes over, going wild with free and unrestrained motion as I let every animalistic urge unleash.
“That’s it, baby. Spread your wings and fly.”
He applies more pressure with the clitoral vibrator and rubs it in tiny circles, causing my hips to mimic his movements. The vibrations increase in intensity, as he relentlessly plunges it in and out of me at an angle that sends me flying.
Every nerve ending in my clit sings high soprano, shattering something inside me, and I’m ready to detonate. I scream out and frantically take what my body, mind, and soul have been begging for.
“That’s it, baby. Clench your muscles around it; feel me plunging in and out of your greedy pussy. Let yourself go,” he urges.
I let go with a vengeance, my legs trembling uncontrollably, and I savor every second of the orgasm, letting it take control over my entire being. Travis stretches the orgasm out by ceaselessly continuing his assault. Suddenly, all of those sensations become too much, and I let out a cry of despair. “Stop, Travis...stop...please!”
“Uh-uh, no, Julianna, work through the pain and pleasure. You have no choice; I’m not relenting. Clench your pussy harder and keep giving yourself over to the feelings. Circle your hips and keep working for it, wanting it, reaching for it, squeeze again,” he instructs, his voice becoming a mantra.
I scream out in a battle cry at the top of my lungs as I work my kegel muscles, the pain and pleasure continuing to rack my body. The intense tingling and numbing sensation has escalated all over again, and I’m thrown into another orgasm, this one far more intense than the first one, and I find myself out of breath.
After coming down from the high, I can only beg weakly for Travis to stop. “Please, Travis...”
“That was beautiful.” Travis slows the toys’ movements and brings their vibrations to a stop as I come down from my spasms.
“Holy hell,” I moan with labored breaths. Not only have I never had an orgasm so intense, I’ve never had multiples. I look to Travis and his chest is heaving, his feral, lust-filled eyes searing me with unspoken need. I glance down at his erection, not believing I have such an effect on him. I can see the entire outline of his thick cock straining against his tight-fitting jeans, and I’m overwhelmed by how much I want him.
“That was without a doubt the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he hisses.
I gaze into his turbulent eyes, confessing, “I want you. I want you to be the first one to have me, Travis. Please, don’t make me beg,” and then I throw him the same lines he fed me earlier. “You want this; I know you do. I can tell by the way your body responds to mine.”
Travis rolls over onto his back, lying flat on the bed. He looks frustrated, running both hands over his face and through his hair. He groans as if he’s in deep pain. I prop myself up on my elbow and lean over him, willing him to say yes to me. He stays silent, and I second-guess myself, wondering if he doesn’t want me after all. Being one to hate the back-and-forth drama from lack of communication, I ask, “Why won’t you have me? Don’t you want me?”
He lets out a pained sigh. “You’re not mine to have, sweetheart. You belong to Nick.” I peer over his stonewall exterior, and I can truly see the warring conflict going on behind his eyes. I can tell he wants me, and how hard this really is for him. “But do I want you? Yeah, I do, more than my next breath,” he softly murmurs. His confession relieves me of the quarreling emotions I have over Travis. Despite the fact he’s a criminal, there is something undeniable building between the two of us that continues to strengthen; I can feel it.
No matter how messed up it is, I want Travis, and I felt something from the second I laid eyes on him. I can’t deny the fact he feels so right at this very moment, and I decide I will take him any way he will give himself to me. I roll my body on top of his, placing a hand on either side of his broad shoulders as I dust my lips across his. His hands fly to my shoulders and he pushes me back, his brow furrowing in question.