Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 82524 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82524 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
“Lovely doll, like you were made for me,” he says in worship, eyes shining with more emotion than I thought he was capable of. His mouth takes mine, kissing me before moving down to lick my breasts, sucking my tits and nipples, other hand tugging up my skirt, cupping my ass.
I moan. I’ve never been so stimulated before, and he’s barely done anything to me. His tongue swirls around my hard nipples and that hand moves to the front of my panties, slowly stroking between my legs.
“Ah, that’s a good girl,” he whispers, biting one breast hard enough to hurt.
“Fuck, Rafe,” I gasp, arching.
His fingers press into my clit. I gasp as the pleasure and the pain slam together. He deftly flicks my panties aside, rubbing up and down my folds. Holy shit, I’m so wet, it’s like he’s gliding through me.
“Such a soaking girl. Such a greedy slut. Let’s see how you taste.” He plunges his fingers inside of me.
Then pulls them out.
And sucks them clean.
Is this guy for real? That must have been the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
He moans and sighs.
“Delicious. Your turn.”
“My what—“
He repeats the process, but this time, he shoves his fingers in my mouth.
It’s warm and salty. I whimper, moaning, sucking myself off him. He watches eagerly, a low hum in the back of his throat. He fucks my mouth with his fingers before pulling them out, spit connecting his palm and my chin.
“Very good girl,” he whispers, lightly patting my cheek, leaving more spit on my skin. “Now for everything.”
“Rafe—“
He drops to his knees, spreads my legs, and finds my pussy with his mouth.
Right there, back to the windows overlooking the city, I nearly shatter on this monster’s mouth. He eats me like he’s dying. His tongue laps and sucks my folds like no man has ever touched me before. I’ve never been more taken, more worshipped, more licked and sucked and teased. His mouth is heaven and hell as he grips my ass and pulls me tighter, moaning like he’s enjoying it as much as I am.
I’m in bliss. I’m in a frenzy. I grind against this dark hell’s face and whisper his name, breasts shaking, panties ruined, dress torn.
“You taste—like fucking—bliss—“ he moans against me.
“Holy shit, Rafe, I’m going to—“
He pulls back with a snarl and stands, fisting my hair. “Not yet,” he says, pushing me down onto my heels, back against the glass. “This first.”
His belt buckle. His slacks unzip. My mouth waters in horror and anticipation as he kicks himself free and slides off his black boxer briefs.
One tatted fist grips the biggest dick I’ve ever seen.
He’s thick and long.
And there’s fucking ink on the base.
Heaven.
What the fuck?
I whimper as he presses his enormous tip into my mouth. I lick it, sloppy and eager. I haven’t done this in a long time but that doesn’t seem to matter. He takes my hands, holds them above my head, and fucks my mouth like I really am his doll.
I moan, whimpering, spit rolling down his shaft as he fills my mouth. He growls as he does it and releases one wrist.
“Touch yourself while I fuck your pretty lips, doll,” he moans, eyes half-lidded.
A man unused to losing control.
I do as I’m told. My fingers graze through soaking folds to find my swollen clit. I moan as pleasure slams into my core. I stroke and stroke as he fucks my lips and I’m going to lose my mind, going to explode. He’s salty, spreading my mouth. I can barely take him.
He pulls back with a moan, gripping his base.
“Look at you, your lips all swollen and pretty.” He shoves a thumb into my mouth. “All that spit.” He strokes it up and down his shaft. “So fucking messy.”
“You did that to me,” I whisper, hand over my pussy, one more stroke from breaking. “I thought you mentioned a bed…?”
His eyes are fire as he drags me to my feet. “No time.” He turns me, ripping my panties down, tearing my dress up the side. It hangs off me like a rag. I spent a hundred dollars on that… “I need this now.”
“Rafe—“
He presses his tip against me. Kicks my legs wide. Bends one arm behind my back and pushes my cheek against the cold glass. I know I’m forgetting something. I’m responsible June, right? What am I forgetting?
My mind goes blank.
Nothing else in the world exists.
As the biggest, thickest cock I’ve ever experienced slowly fills me.
“Fuuuuuuuck,” I moan, eyes rolling back.
“Oh, good girl,” Rafe says, voice trembling. “This normally takes… a lot longer… but you… fuck.”
He fills me. He breaks me. I moan, eyes watering. It hurts a lot, but it also feels so good I could scream. He’s shaking with desire as his cock pulls back, pushes in, pulls back, pushes in, filling me, easing me wider, wider, forcing me to take him.