Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 443(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
He flashes an arrogant smile and takes off his pants. I admire the view, the bold muscles flexing as his suit trousers hit the floor. His eyebrow raises in challenge as I take an appreciative glance at the hard, veiny cock pointing in my direction. Fuck, I’m hungry for him.
I unclip the back of my bra and then easily slip the G-string to the floor. I go to step out of my heels, but my ankle gives out, and I bump into the desk with all the monitors.
He’s across the room within seconds, catching me so I don’t hurt myself. I internally laugh at myself. That is until I hear a woman moaning. I freeze as I look over my shoulder.
Was he watching porn before he left? When I see what’s on the monitor though, I’m shocked to realize it’s not just anyone. It’s me.
In this very room. I spin on Will in shock as I realize he filmed us when we had sex here last time.
“What is this?” I demand. I’m in disbelief as I watch us entangled within one another. I moan on the screen again, and I’m both mortified and mesmerized as I watch him eat me out as he strokes himself.
I turn back to Will, who casually shrugs. “You did tell me to go home, play my games, and play with myself. So I did.”
My eyebrows furrow. I should hate this. Be shocked. But the pounding in my pussy hasn’t stopped. “Do you record all the women you bring back here?”
His naked body presses in behind me, and I can feel his cock push against my inner thigh.
“I don’t bring anyone else here, Alina,” he says as he kisses my shoulder, spreading a fire down my arm.
I should hate this, shouldn’t I? But I can’t look away.
“This is illegal, you know?” I say breathlessly, but I can’t look away. And I’m once again conscious of every part of me he touches.
“Yet you can’t look away,” he claims as he kisses down my neck and his cock presses firmer against my thigh. “You’re a fucking goddess, Alina. Look at yourself.” I can’t help but do as he says, watching and hearing us fuck. I keep watching as he lines his cock up against my entrance.
I shouldn’t be into this. But I am.
“Do you always record your sexual encounters?”
“With you, yes,” he breathes as he points to a camera on his third monitor. His hand curls around my front and begins to circle my clit, and I’m hit with a new wave of pleasure.
“Is it recording us now?” I pant. This is dangerous. What will he do with it? What if someone else sees it?
“Yes. And you like it.”
I want to disagree with him, but I can’t. My body melts against him. Fuck.
His foot kicks one of my legs out and then the other. “Do you want this cock, sweetheart? Do you want to watch us while we fuck? Get off on your own moans and screams as I fill your pussy with my cum?” he asks as he glides the tip of his cock against my folds.
A small whimper escapes me, and I’m at his mercy. I shouldn’t let him do this, right? But, somehow, I trust him with this.
This hot, unfiltered, raw version of us on display.
“Say you want my cum filling you up like a filthy whore. That you want it dripping down your legs so I can stuff you all over again.”
“I want—” You. The word goes unsaid as his hand moves from my clit to wrap around my throat. His other hand is on my hip as he slams into me. And, fuck me, I feel incredibly full.
He has me pinned in a position where I have nowhere else to look but at the video of us fucking.
He slams into me again, and the sound of my own moan coming from the screen makes me so incredibly wet. I moan in real life as I unapologetically stare at the screen and Will begins pumping me from behind.
“Say you want me to fill you,” he growls, and his grip around my throat tightens. Oh, fuck me. I’m already a wet mess.
“I want you to fill me,” I say breathlessly.
Yes, I want that.
Yes, I want this.
Yes.
Fuck, I’m so fucking wet. He’s slamming into me, and I want to milk him dry. For my pussy to swallow every drop he’s able to give.
Fuck, why is this turning me on so much?
I’m confused but on a completely different level to what I’ve ever known.
“Watch me fill you up,” Will instructs, and I see him on the screen, pounding into me, my legs around his waist.
“Yes, I want you to fill me up,” I say, a little disoriented. I’m watching myself be fucked while I’m being fucked, and it’s the weirdest and hottest thing I’ve ever done.