Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79963 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79963 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
I whimpered, my hips shuddering, and my body writhed. I pulsed against him, desperate for release.
Suddenly, he withdrew his fingers.
“Stand up,” he ordered.
Chapter 21
Max
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qq4j1LtCdww
Iwatched her get to her feet unsteadily. She could barely stand. Her ass was bright red. It must have stung like hell.
“Turn around.” My voice was thick and guttural.
She obeyed, moving slowly. Her face was tear-stained, but her eyes glittered defiantly. My God, she was even more beautiful like this.
“Go to the window. Stand with your legs apart and place your palms on the glass above your head.”
She gasped.
I smiled. “I know. Anyone who looks out of their window will be able to see me fucking you.”
She stood there, her eyes enormous, staring at me.
“Do you need another lesson in obedience, Miss Hudson?”
She shook her head, then walked over to the window and stood as I had instructed. There was something so erotic about the way she was standing there that I felt rage in my belly. The rage was so intense, I did something I’d never done in my life.
I went to her and, roughly tilting her hips, I entered her raw.
“Good girl,” I gritted through clenched teeth. “Just enjoy it.” Suddenly and without warning, I plunged into her, balls deep. My body slapping against her burning skin, making her yelp in pain.
I was so furious with her, that I didn’t care whether I hurt her. I just kept thrusting and thrusting. Taking my pleasure. My head felt as if it was ablaze, tingles of fire ran up and down my spine. I grabbed a fistful of her hair and turned her so I could see her profile. I wanted to see her break.
Her mouth was open and she was panting.
The faster and harder I slammed into her the more she moaned. Her pussy clenched my cock tightly. I knew she was about to climax. “If you dare to come, I’m going to fuck your ass,” I snarled.
She froze in shock, but the muscles of her pussy spasmed with excitement. Her eyes, filled with some nameless emotion, swiveled in my direction. “So many vile things I could do to you,” I relished.
“Then do it,” she spat back, a crazy glint in her eyes.
It was as if the world had stopped and the only thing that mattered was making her submit. Using my hand in her ear as leverage, I thrust into her harder and faster. She shook all over. Was it fear, pain, or pleasure? I didn’t know or care. Like an animal, I just rocked my body back and forth into her.
It was a pit I was travelling into, a dark pit, but I didn’t stop. I went deeper and deeper until I came. The release was so intense it hurt, I felt as if I’d been hit by lightning. My body buckled and my vision went black as waves rolled and spread beneath my skin. As if from a distance, I heard myself roar.
I was wet all over with sweat as I pulled out of her.
She collapsed to the ground in a heap. I lifted her into my arms and carried her to the bed. When I laid her down, she winced. I looked down at her. I had watched the tape of her masturbating so many times. I wanted to watch her again. I opened her legs. Her pussy was swollen and wet. My seed was seeping out of it.
“Have you come?”
Her eyes were enormous with hurt. She shook her head.
“Play with yourself.”
Her hand moved slowly towards her pussy. With her fingers, she circled her clit. Two strokes later she came, explosively, her body arching, her mouth open in a frozen cry, and her juices gushing out of her.
It was irrational. It was madness, but I couldn’t stop myself. I knelt down and gently, meticulously licked her slit clean.
She was a traitor.
She was an enemy.
But she was my traitor. My enemy.
She belonged to me. I felt as if I couldn’t let her go. Her sweet pussy was mine. All mine. Only mine.
My head vibrated with the sound of her cries and breathless sobs as I made her climax again.
Chapter 22
Lillian
His strong arms wrapped around me. Nobody had held me like this before. I couldn’t control my sobs anymore, my ass felt as if scalding hot water had been poured over it. I felt so exhausted as if I’d run a marathon, but I didn’t want him to let me go.
He stroked my hair, while his other arm held me tight.
I felt safe somehow and I fell asleep. When I awakened it was dark outside and I was alone. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. In the mirror, there was a wild-eyed, naked stranger. I turned around and looked at my bottom. It was bright red and there were bruises in the shape of his finger on my hips and thighs.