Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Does he actually think I would say no to anything involving him? I’m so desperate to please and be pleased, I’m shaking. “I want it. I want you.”
His hand plants in the center of my back, pushing me down flush with the hood of the car. “Oh, you’re getting every inch of me, girl.” I feel his plump head at my back entrance and listen to his strangled grunt. “I’m doing a very bad thing. Very bad. But I’m leaving you a virgin, Clara. Can’t pop my niece’s cherry. Can’t do it.”
“Yes, you can,” I breathe, tilting my hips. “It’s yours.”
“No. This is how it has to be.” With a rude drive, a few inches of his thickness are inside my bottom, stretching me. Discomfort digs in its claws. My thighs scramble on the bumper, trying to change the angle and ease the strain, but I’m pinned beneath hips much larger than mine. “Shhh.” His hand is suddenly between my legs, two fingers finding my clit and rubbing it clockwise, slow, slow, slow. “I’ll take care of you.”
A few seconds of his touch and the pain begins to fade into a numb throb. “That feels so good.” His fingers move faster, rougher, dragging my clit with them until the friction begins to take effect, begins to tighten something at the core of my being. I can feel him pushing deeper inside me, his girth wedging between my cheeks, but the buildup inside me is such a glorious distraction, I focus on that. I focus on Rex’s labored breathing behind me, the tickle of his pubic hair brushing between my legs, the weight of his sac where it eventually presses against me.
“Who’s taking your ass, girl?” he grates into my neck. “Who’s got every fat inch of his cock inside the pretty dancing angel from the stage?”
“Uncle Rex,” I whimper. “H-he does.”
He rears back and punches his hips forward, springing tears to my eyes. “Can you hold our little secret as tight as you’re gripping this dick?”
“Yes.”
“That’s real good, niece. Because I shouldn’t be anywhere near this hole.” He grinds into me and lets out a throaty shout. “Shouldn’t be fuckin’ none of them. Shouldn’t even be thinking about them.”
The tempo of his fingers has escalated along with the aggression in his voice and I’m…I’m at a breaking point I’ve never reached before. I’ve touched myself in the dark when no one is home, but the results have only been sort of satisfying. Maybe because I hadn’t met a man who actually turned me on before. I’ve been blindly anticipating something more since I walked out onto the back patio and found Uncle Rex smoking his cigar. “I’m going to…I-I don’t know. Please don’t stop.”
“You don’t know?” He laughs without humor into the crook of my neck and continues to fondle me between the legs while pumping in and out of my backside. “I’m not just going to hell, I’ll be seated at the right hand of Lucifer.”
Until now, there’s been a slow build of the pleasure inside me, but when Rex seems to lose his grip on his control behind me, that’s when the tide rises with a vengeance. He snarls into my hair, his teeth searching for my ear to clamp down on. He’s a bucking beast, the brutality of his drives making a dent in the hood around the outline of my body. My feet come off the ground, lifted by his hips, one thigh being wrenched wide by Rex’s free hand.
I open my mouth on the hood of the car and begin to sob. Half because the pressure he’s inflicting on me hurts. Half because it feels so good when paired with his fingers on my clit. Oh my God. Whatever’s coming is going to split me down the middle and I’m ready for the pleasure/pain. “I want it. I want it. I want it.”
This time, his laughter is dark. “Mommy and Daddy don’t know you’re a little cock slut, do they, Clara?” He licks up the side of my neck. “But Uncle Rex knows all about it, doesn’t he? Yes, he does.”
An explosion takes place inside me, so powerful that I can’t even scream. Can’t even move. My muscles tighten like drums and I tremble violently, pleasure rushing through me in scalding waves. Am I shaking or is that the car? My clitoris throbs, my walls clench so tight, I slap a hand down on the car hood and writhe, writhe to combat it. In the distance I hear Rex give a choked shout, then warmth attacks me from another direction. His. I want him to drown me in it. Never want to stop experiencing his huge body jerking and cursing on top of me, his hot sac branding my ass like a cattle stamp.
Moments later, even though he straightens my clothes with gentle hands and pulls me back into the heat of his chest…I can still sense the ongoing battle in his head.