Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 126485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 632(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 632(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
The egg timer screeched and Lorcan tossed it against the wall, silencing it.
“The bread,” I said, a little breathless as Lorcan stepped between my legs. He turned off the oven without a glance, his eyes only on me.
His fat tip parted my pussy lips, and he relentlessly teased my clit. I gasped, my body quivering with need but also trepidation over having to adapt to his size again. “Lift your pretty ass a little,” he ordered.
I did. Lorcan stroked along my folds to increase my arousal before pushing between my folds. His tip nudged my entrance. The pressure mounted and I tensed even more. The sight of how big his cock looked against my pussy only increased my anxiety. Most of my pleasure evaporated remembering the pain from before.
Lorcan stroked my throat. “Relax for me.”
I wanted to, but my body fought his size. “You’re too big.”
His fingers flexed against my throat. “Your body already took me in once. You’ll do it again. You’ll take every inch of me, sweet Aislinn and you’ll enjoy it. Soon, you’ll appreciate every inch of me. A small dick is only useful the first time. After that, it’s a waste of your time.”
I snorted, my brows crinkling in amusement over his astute comment. His hold on my throat tightened slightly, and he leaned forward, his lips taking mine in a slow kiss. One arm snaked around me, palm against my butt, holding me fast as he shifted his hips and forced the first inch of his cock into me.
I exhaled sharply, but he only deepened our kiss. His hand left my throat and cupped my breast, pinching, squeezing, stroking, twirling until the intense pressure between my thighs turned to a throbbing. Lorcan began to slide in and out of my pussy, but not going any deeper. His hand fell from my breasts and gathered up my arousal on his fingers. He began to rub my clit. Soon the sensation of his shallow thrusts and the circles of his thumb on my clit brought me closer to release. My eyelids fluttered as I panted. Lorcan pushed me back until I lay on the counter. He bowed down, his lips snatching up my nipple. He didn’t stop teasing my clit until I was on the brink of release. Then, despite my huff of protest, he stopped and slid another inch into me. My lips parted, my body quivering with pain and pleasure. Lorcan rubbed my clit again until I was ready to fall again.
His lips brushed my ear. “Prepare yourself,” he warned, pinching my clit.
My body began to shake, toppling over, and Lorcan thrust into me all the way. I cried out.
And then every inch of him was inside of me, and boy was Lorcan right. For a moment I was sure I’d pass out, but then a mix of pain and building pleasure ripped through me. I cried out again, my eyes squeezing shut, overwhelmed by the sensation of being filled to the brim. I shook my head, not sure I could bear another second but also desperate for more. His tip pressed to a spot inside of me that made my toes curl with pleasure.
“Sweet Aislinn, don’t gift me your orgasms so quickly. My ego doesn’t need any boosting,” Lorcan said thickly, his lips gliding gently over my throat then suckling my nipple.
He began to thrust into me. My legs hung limply from the edge of the counter as I watched Lorcan through hooded eyes. He grasped my ankles to open me up, my heels pressing into his bicep.
I narrowed my eyes, ready for a smart comment, but Lorcan thrust upwards forcefully, driving himself even deeper. I cried out, almost coming again, even as my body ached from Lorcan’s size.
Lorcan’s muscular thighs flexed with every thrust. His cock felt like it was splitting me in two, but my body screamed for more and Lorcan gave it. He propelled his hips faster, driving his cock even deeper into me. Then, he collapsed on top of me with a guttural moan as he released into me. My own breathing ragged, I wrapped my legs around his waist.
I closed my eyes, listening to Lorcan’s heartbeat, or maybe I was feeling it. Being so close to someone blurred the lines of our bodies. It made me feel connected to Lorcan on a profound level. I felt boneless and deeply tired. Half asleep, I stroked Lorcan’s neck.
Aislinn’s breathing slowed, shallow and soft. Her fingers stroked my neck, raising goosebumps on my skin. I closed my eyes, resting my forehead on the counter. I didn’t want to get up, didn’t want to pull out of Aislinn. Being inside of her was like a homecoming and rebirth. I wasn’t sure what about Aislinn made me drunk with lust and desperate for more. I pressed a kiss to the crook between her shoulder and throat, but she didn’t react. Her fingers loosely rested on my neck. I raised my head to find her fast asleep beneath me.