Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 113464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 567(@200wpm)___ 454(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 567(@200wpm)___ 454(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
She tries to nod, groaning her affirmation, earning a thrust deep enough to make her gag.
“So beautiful with your mouth full of cock.” Her head fits perfectly in my hands, and I cradle it while I pump my hips forward. “With your lips stretched out and your cheeks hollowed. I love seeing you struggle to take me deeper, to swallow more of my cock.” And I do. The pleasure builds brick by brick at the base of my spine. It’s sheer bliss. Her choked cries, the saliva that dribbles out of her mouth and down my balls. The complete control she so willingly hands over.
“Is this making your pussy wet?” I drive myself deep enough to make her groan. I want to see the imprint of my cock in her throat. “I bet it’s weeping with jealousy. Is it dripping down your thighs? It wants my cock, too. Doesn’t it?”
“Mm-hmm.” She grips my thighs, bracing herself as if she expects—wants—more.
“Show me how much you want it. Take it all. Suck me hard.” The pressure from her mouth increases until the pleasure already building in my balls reaches its peak. “Fuck, you’re going to suck the cum right out of my balls.”
My words only encourage her, and she sucks harder, and that, with the friction of her warm mouth around my cock, shatters me.
“I’m gonna come,” I rasp, my hips pumping erratically in the final stretch. “Have you ever swallowed before?”
She shakes her head, and the elation that fills my chest is indescribable. “Good, that’s what I wanted to hear. Now, get ready because you’re going to swallow every drop I give you.”
My grip on the back of her head is firm enough that she’s going nowhere. She has no choice. She’ll take what I give her.
“Every drop you miss, you’re licking off the floor,” I hiss through my teeth.
The last of it is barely out of my mouth before the release overtakes me. A blast of cum explodes from my balls straight down her throat. Spurt after spurt fills her mouth, and I grunt in relief, my muscles tightening until there’s nothing left to do but withdraw my softening cock from her flooded mouth.
I watch with adoration as she obeys, her throat working to swallow what I gave her. She didn’t miss a drop, either. Sagging against me, she appears relieved.
“Good girl.” Taking her chin in my hand, I raise her head, smiling down at her with pride. “You did so fucking good.”
She glows from the praise even as she fights to catch her breath.
“And so beautiful,” I marvel, stroking away the tears that linger on her flushed cheeks. She trembles and gasps for air, tits rising and falling with each shaky breath. “So exquisite.”
When she offers a trembling smile, something inside me breaks. Something I doubt I’ll ever be able to put back together—if I even want to.
“And you’re mine,” I add, meaning it with every ounce of me.
No matter what it means, she is mine. There’s no going back now.
BIANCA
His. What does that mean? Does he only want to fuck me, or is this more? Is he mine too? I’m tempted to ask him, but I can’t handle more turmoil. It already feels like I set foot on a new planet.
It was never like this with Lucas—Callum was right. As scary and uncomfortable as it got when I gagged on him, it was exhilarating, and every praise and thrust drove me further to please him. I wanted to make him happy, to see him get off. To be the reason.
The salty tang of his cum still lingers on my tongue. Before now, I had never swallowed. It wasn’t half as bad as I expected. If anything, I feel closer to him than I ever did before. Even through the worst of it, we were in it together. He pushed my boundaries, but I wanted it.
My thighs rub together, the insides slick with the juices of arousal by the time he helps me to my feet. Another first. Just having him in my mouth, listening to his grunts and the filthy things he said, was almost enough to make me come. And the way he used me so roughly, holding me in place, forcing his cock into my mouth, it made my pussy drip just like he said.
That was then. Now he’s tender, sweet. I can almost forget how brutally he treated me only moments ago.
He cups my cheeks in his palms, studying my face. I wonder what he is searching for. Whatever it is, that’s what I want to be. “You are the best kind of torture, Bianca.” His voice is full of wonder, as he gazes at me as if I’m the most precious thing in the world.
My heart swells and warms, and I hope it’s not something he’ll regret later.