Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 77485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
When Ambrose reached our home, I didn’t say a single word to him before carrying Lolita inside. I took her straight to our shared bedroom, her weight in my arms a reminder of the precious gift I’d been given.
I gently placed her in the center of the bed and then took a step back. Moonlight filtered in through the windows and bathed her body in a soft glow. I studied her peaceful expression, concealing the turmoil that surely lay beneath.
She’d done well tonight considering the offense she committed at breakfast. I couldn’t hold that against her, I suppose. In fact, it made me want her more.
Watching her run away with nowhere to go had given me a twisted sense of excitement, hinting at a kink I wasn’t aware I had. All I’d wanted to do was slam her against the window and fuck her until she lost all feeling in her legs. I couldn’t then. I wasn’t able to touch her at the resort either, not in the way I wanted.
But nothing was stopping me now.
I took my time removing my clothes. The sedative would last a little longer, so there wasn’t any need to rush. This final act of patience was a true test of restraint. I knew as soon as I was inside her it would unravel completely. My dick was so hard it was almost painful. I stared at down at the woman in my bed and quietly approached her.
With gentle hands, I began to get her out of the dress. I’d chosen it for tonight, picturing how good it would look on her—and the bedroom floor. Of course, I’d been right. Lolita was a vision in red. The dress had been made to fit her like a glove and took time to fully remove. When I was done and she was completely nude, I stood to appreciate her the way she deserved.
As I beheld Lolita in her entirety, the room's air grew thick, the weight of my every desire pooling in my chest. She was a fucking masterpiece. Seeing her unclothed for the first time was akin to discovering a sacred relic. Long hair fanned across the pillows like spun silk. Her flawless bronze skin glowed under the ambient moonlight.
Her every curve and contour was a testament to perfection. The gentle swell of her rounded breasts and hips held a magnetic pull.
My hands itched to trace each inch, to claim every part of her that was now laid bare. In this moment, she was the epitome of vulnerability and innocence, a priceless piece of art. The knowledge that she was mine and only mine to gaze upon simultaneously soothed and ignited the most depraved and carnal urges within me. I wanted to protect, possess, and cherish her.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I climbed onto the bed and gently took hold of her ankles, spreading her legs. I positioned myself between them and lowered my face.
I ran a light touch over her triangular patch of hair, parting her labia with my fingers. I took a deep breath, inhaling the smell of her. I groaned, dick pulsing with the need to feel her wrapped around it. I swiped my tongue up her center, breathing in again as I did.
That first taste did nothing for me.
I licked her up and down, flattening my tongue against her clit and slowly pushing it inside her pussy with each stroke. She continued to slumber, but her body came awake. I groaned appreciatively when her juices began to coat my taste buds. I kept going until her clit started to swell, gently rolling the hardened bundle with my fingertip.
Lolita stirred slightly but still couldn’t overcome the effects of the sedative. I slowly kissed my way up her body, inhaling the scent of the bodywash I had carefully selected for her. It was a sweet and alluring fragrance. The perfect embodiment of her. I settled between her legs, adjusting her supple body beneath me.
Reaching between us, I gripped myself and guided my tip to her entrance. Planting one arm beside her head and the other beneath her left thigh, I began to ease inside her.
“Fuck,” I swore and slightly drew back as her body resisted the intrusion. I pushed forward again. This time I didn’t stop, I forced my dick all the way inside her, tearing through the only thing guarding her virtue. I swore again as her body stretched and tightened around me.
I had imagined this moment countless times, played it in my mind over and over, but the reality was infinitely more intense. I withdrew and pushed back in, unable to help myself. I fucked her slowly, content with being inside her while she slept. When her head lolled and she showed signs of waking, I pushed myself deeper. I wanted her to wake up with me fucking her.