Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26499 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26499 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
“Fuck no. First, I’m not elegant. I’m just rich, and I don’t want anyone else.” I swing her up in my arms. Jubilation courses through me, firing up my synapses, making my tongue thick with want. “Only you. Let me show you.”
I lay her face down on the bed and capture her hands behind her back. Her ass is thrust in the air. I give one cheek a light tap—just enough to make the flesh jiggle. She lets out a surprised yelp. “Hey, I thought we were going to have make-up sex.”
“This is you making it up to me for doubting my feelings, doubting the words I said. I told you before that I hadn’t had another woman but you didn’t believe me.”
She wriggles in my grasp, but I’m too big and far too strong for her to escape. “Do you blame me? You could have anyone—“
I smack her harder this time. She stops talking immediately. I pull down her pants and expose her ass to the air. “I’m going to spank you ten times. I want you to count with me. If you stop counting, I’ll have to restart. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” comes a quiet, quivering voice.
I slide my hand around the curve of her butt and between her legs. Her sex is dripping. I give her a good rub, spreading her juice over her plump pussy lips, up around her clit and back. She squirms, clenching her tight cunt together, wanting more.
My ten-inch cock swells behind the wool of my pants. I want to fuck her so hard right now, but I need to make this night memorable so that she never doubts my love again.
I swing my hand down. There’s no count. Fisting her hair, I jerk lightly. “You missed it.”
“Oh, God. Forgot,” she gasps. “One.”
I bite back a chuckle. “I haven’t spanked you again.”
“Can’t you count the one and move on?” She wriggles her ass in the air. I slap her again for making it harder for me to resist.
“One!”
“That was an extra for being mouthy.”
“But—“
I smack her again.
“Wait—"
Again.
“You’ve got to be up to five by now.”
“It’s not even one, love, and you’re dripping cum down your thighs, you are so turned on.”
“Ughhh.” She turns her face into the mattress and voices her frustration. She starts to wiggle her ass once more and then stops herself. “I’m prolonging this, aren’t I?”
“You are, and it’s making me angry because I want this to last, but you’re trying to get me to fuck you before I’m ready. Are you going to be a good girl or are you just going to get spanked for an hour straight?”
There’s dead silence before she says, “Are you trying to punish me or make me want you more? Because neither choice feels like a bad one to me.”
“One gets you fucked hard until your eyes roll back into your head. The other makes you come without my fingers, tongue, or cock inside of you, which will be unfulfilling, and then I’ll make you wait until after dinner tonight before I fill you up.”
“When you put it that way”—she shoves her ass higher into the air—“give it to me good, sergeant. I’ll be a good girl.”
It’s hard to concentrate. By the time we reach ten, we’re both panting. Her sex is soaked, and precum has leaked out of the tip of my aching cock.
“You did good, love.” I caress her red ass cheeks. She whimpers into the mattress. “I’m going to undress you now. Stay in your position, hands behind your back. If you move, I’ll have to spank you again, and we both want me to be inside you, so don’t delay that.”
She murmurs an assent and steels her body. I tug down her pants, lifting her hips up to pull them past her knees. Her shirt will be hard to remove from this angle. I reach into the nearby nightstand and draw out a blade. Always kept sharp like the gun always has bullets, it makes quick work of her top. The sliced fabric falls to the side. She inhales swiftly as she realizes what I just did.
I press the thick, non-sharp side of the blade against her skin. “I keep these at hand. I will always protect you no matter where we are. Even here, in our bedroom, nothing bad will touch you. Only me.”
Her body spasms at the words. I grab my thick cock and squeeze until the pain makes my own orgasm recede.
I shove the knife back into the drawer and strip. My cock springs out, hungry and heavy.
I spread her cheeks wide and slide two fingers inside her dripping hot cunt. “You ready, love?”
“Yes!” Above her ass, her fingers are clenched together so tightly that her knuckles are white. She’s doing everything to keep herself together when all she wants to do is let go. With one hand guiding my cock into her heated channel, I use the free hand to shackle her wrists for her.