Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 36168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
He tightens his grip. “You think you can just get off right here like this?” he whispers. “Fuck that. I’ve been patient, but I’m tired of being patient with you. Tired of holding back.”
He growls and suddenly pulls back. I gasp angrily but he spins me around, lifting my dress up over my hips, ripping the panties down.
“Oh, fuck, be careful, the costume—”
“Fuck your costume,” he growls at me, pushing me against the wall, one hand behind my back and the other pinned again. He pulls my panties down around my knees and he releases the wrist on the wall, though I don’t drop it. I feel his fingers between my legs, teasing my pussy from behind, rolling along my clit, sliding inside of me.
He pins me tight against the wall. It hurts and it feels good and fuck, it’s confusing. I want to fight away from him, just to see if I can, but I can’t move an inch. I’m completely controlled and dominated.
“That’s right, princess,” he growls in my ear. “You wanted the hurt? You can have it.”
I feel his fingers leave my pussy and I watch over my shoulder as he unbuckles his belt and pulls down his jeans. I watch as he takes the thickest cock I’ve ever seen from his boxer briefs, rock hard already. He strokes himself and kisses me over my shoulder.
I gasp as I feel him press against my soaking wet pussy. I’m open for him, open and ready and oh, fucking god, I don’t know if I can even take a cock like that, but it doesn’t matter. I want it so badly. I want him to tear me to pieces, to fuck me so rough that everyone in this fucking stadium hears every single moan.
He releases the wrist behind my back and places it against the wall before grabbing my hair with that hand. He tilts my chin up and kisses my neck and lips.
“Say it,” he says gently.
“Daddy,” I moan.
And then he plunges his cock deep between my legs.
I throw my head back and gasp as he sinks nice and deep. My whole body shivers as pleasure and pain bloom between my legs. He growls again, groaning, grunting, as his cock slides deeper inside of me.
He’s so big, so, so big. I’m on fire, pleasure and pain and more, and he tightens his grip on my hair.
“That’s right girl,” he growls in my ear. “You dirty, filthy fucking girl. You’ve been dying to have this cock in your tight cunt. I know it, princess. You act like a good little prissy girl, when really you just need hard cock to make you happy.”
“Fuck, yes,” I whisper as he grinds his hips. He slaps my ass with his free hand and I’ve totally forgotten about everything else outside of this moment. My fans, my job, the people on my team, where we are, it’s all gone, all totally gone.
This is the dumbest thing I’ve ever done. If we get caught…
But god, even the thought of getting caught makes it so much hotter. I don’t care anymore, about anything, about anyone, except Graham and his big cock and his muscular body and his incredible eyes and that voice growling in my ear.
He starts to fuck me, grinding and thrusting inside of me, and I grip my fingers against the wall, skin turning white around my knuckles.
He spanks my ass hard and pulls my hair, making me gasp. Moans escape my lips and I don’t know what the hell I’m doing, letting this man rip into my pussy like this, but it feels so good. I’m losing it, losing it completely, moaning and panting.
Pleasure and pain. It’s all I can think about right now.
“Is this what you’ve been dreaming about princess?” he growls in my ear. “This cock deep between your legs? You’re dripping wet, begging for more. I never imagined you’d be the type to beg for cock.”
“I’m not,” I gasp.
He grabs my hair, pulls it back. I groan as his teases my breasts with the other hand.
“And yet here you are, taking my cock like a filthy girl.”
“Oh, god, Daddy. I know it’s wrong. I just don’t care.”
“That’s right,” he croons, thrusting deep inside. He spanks my ass nice and hard. “You only need your Daddy now.”
He fucks me hard again, thrusting deep and rough, his strong hands on my hips. I push back against him, wild and unable to contain my desire. I push back and thrust down along his hard shaft, taking his big cock deep inside my pussy, letting him fill me nice and wet and deep.
I gasp his name, calling him Daddy. I hate giving a man like him power over me but I know he already has it, whether I like it or not. He’s my big Daddy now, the kind of man I’ve always dreamed about. He’s muscle and power and anger and I love it, love letting him fuck my pussy, thrust up inside me, taking me like this.