Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
I turned my chair so that she could fit and pulled her closer with my hand around her waist, leaving her standing. I tugged on the hem of her dress until it tore down the middle and dropped off her shoulders to the floor.
Her bra and panties were next and then I had her just the way I wanted her, naked and at my pleasure. With our eyes locked on each other, I rubbed the chocolate dipped strawberry across the fat butterfly wings of her cunt, before slipping it inside her.
I fucked her with the strawberry, painting her cunt with the chocolate, dipping the fruit time and again for more. I let my fingers tease her clit as I fruit fucked her, all the while resisting the urge of my cock.
“Oooh…” Her head fell back on her neck as she thrust her hips forward for more. I latched onto her fat nipple and sucked as I fucked her with the strawberry, getting her dirty with the chocolate that I planned to lick her clean of later.
For now I kept up a slow steady fucking with the fruit as I nibbled her tits and stroked my cock with my free hand. When my cock was hard to bursting, I got to my feet and lifted her in my arms.
I felt that manly tug again and wondered why it was that I’d never felt it before. Only with her have I ever felt that sense of power. Not the power I achieved in the boardroom, or even the dominant power I’d held over other lovers of the past.
No, this was a different kind of power. This was the kind of power I imagine a man feels with the one being that was meant for him. That one person that the alpha in him is supposed to protect.
I didn’t just want to fuck her for a few days or weeks and then send her on her merry way with a few expensive trinkets. Never to meet again, or at least not in my home or my bed.
I wanted to take care of her, to have her always and keep all other men away, and that made me feel powerful. “I’m going to own you!” Fuck there I go again.
STEPHANIE
Did he just…what did he just say and why the hell did it sound so good? He must not have meant to say it out loud like that because he didn’t reiterate after laying me down across his massive bed.
Instead, he stood there next to the bed with his eyes glued to the junction between my thighs and that thing he calls a cock just hanging straight, stiff and mean after getting naked himself.
My mouth went dry and I swallowed air as my body prepared itself to accept him. I felt my juices begin to flow but instead of embarrassment, I felt a keen sense of sexual power. It was because of the way he looked at me. With such ferocious need in his eyes.
His big hands held my thighs apart and he massaged them before pulling them open even wider. He pulled me to the edge of the bed and before I could even blink or catch my breath his mouth was on me.
I felt him chew on the fruit that he’d left stuck inside me and it blew my mind. What the hell was he doing? He was eating the strawberry out of me, and then he went to work, licking the chocolate out of me.
“Oh freaking hell!” Pleasure shot through me from where his tongue licked me, to somewhere around my heart. And when he lifted my legs in the air and dug his tongue into me, lapping at me one minute and sucking on my flesh the next, I thought for sure I was going to faint from the intense pleasure of it all.
But that came after he’d made me cum in his mouth twice more and then drilled me with that python dick of his. It was too much, and I went into sensory overlaid, cumming hard and fast until I passed out.
He was still at it when I came to, and I felt the sting on my breasts and neck where his teeth had marked me. I didn’t complain when he came in me or when he put me on my hands and knees in the middle of his bed and fucked me like a wild beast until I had nothing left.
Or when he left his weight on top of me, pressing me into the mattress beneath as I felt the thundering of his heart against my back. “Stay with me! Don’t go home tonight, just spend the weekend here, with me.”
I didn’t make a big deal out of the invite, just remembered Wanda’s words and for once decided to throw caution to the wind. I knew there was a chance that I could get hurt here, but she was right.