Bad Pet – His Pet Series Read Online Jamie Knight

Categories Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 59883 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 299(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
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Slipping his hard cock into the hole in my mask, I pleasure him with ease. I start with the tip, sucking and licking gently until I hear him moan in pleasure. Then I run my tongue along the length of his cock, while I rub his balls. His dick becomes more engorged, and I can feel the heat radiating from it. So, I don’t hold back and try to put as much as I can inside my mouth. His length fills me, and I suck my cheeks in then eagerly suck him.

My head bobs up and down his length, stopping every now and then to lick the precum from the tip. I also simultaneously play with his balls. Owen pushes his hips up, forcing more of his erection inside my mouth. But I push him down whenever he does. Not now, I want to say to him, but I’m so filled with his throbbing cock that all I can do is make incoherent sucking sounds.

“Harder, pet.”

I slowly increase my pace, taking more in when I go down. When I finally feel his thighs tense, I put more inside my mouth until the tip reaches my throat. Then, I suck my cheeks in, moving slowly but tightly on his cock. A spurt of his cum fills my throat, and I try to swallow as much as I can.

“Drink it down, girl. Don’t miss a drop.”

Owen breathes hard after I finish with his cock. I adjust the mask quickly before he can even still a glance. He meets my eyes and offers me his hand. Then, he helps me up and leads me into his bedroom. There he grabs two ties from his dresser.

He touches my back. “Lie down, pet.”

“Yes, sir.”

I do as I’m told, and he ties my hands to the bedposts. He doesn’t say another word as he slips on a condom, then climbs atop me and forces his dick inside my pussy. Owen's thick cock fills me up, and my wetness lets him glide so easily.

Owen is in a no-nonsense mood. There is nothing gentle about the way he thrusts inside me and the way his eyes never leave mine. He fucks me hard, and I enjoy it. This is precisely why I returned to the club and why I’m here in bed with him. Sex with Owen is more than I can dream of. He grabs my hips and holds me up so that his cock is entering me at a different but more pleasurable angle.

“Oh. Fuck. Yes,” I moan. “Thank you, sir.”

I try to meet his thrusts, moving my hips in rhythm with his. I want him deeper inside me, and I want it every day.

He bends forward to catch my nipple in his mouth. He bites it, making my whole body tingle in pleasure and pain. Then, he begins to lick and nibble my rosy buds simultaneously. I pull against my restraints and enjoy the loss of control and uninhibited lust that he makes me feel.

My pussy walls contract, and squeeze his cock as my second orgasm begins to take over me. My whole body tenses. Owen quickens his pace, pushing harder until his cock shoots its load inside the condom. He continues to fuck me until he is all spent.

We are out of breath when he pulls out. When my heart finally quiets down to softer beats, the ticking of the clock fills the silence in the room. I glance at the time. I have to leave soon. I’m supposed to meet Myah, and she has no keys to the apartment.

I wait for a few more seconds before I sit up. “I have to leave now.”

Owen does not move or stop me from leaving. Instead, he just reaches over to trace a finger up the length of my back. The touch makes me shiver. Then he suddenly asks, “do you need to get back to your kid or kids?”

If only I could be frank with this gorgeous man, but I have made a promise to his daughter, and I don’t want her to regret trusting me. She doesn’t have to feel the way I do about people. I have enough angst and anger inside me for the both of us. I didn’t want to acknowledge it before, but I feel overprotective of Myah. Maybe it’s because I feel her suffering. I don’t know why else I would feel this empathy

I meet Owen’s perfect eyes and realize that he is still waiting for an answer. “Yeah. I mean, yes. Something like that,” I murmur.

Owen sighs as he drops back down on the mattress. “I wish I could say the same thing. But my daughter is missing, and I can’t even tell her that I miss her.” He lets out another sigh. “I think I will start looking for her again after you leave. I may have better luck now that I can think.”


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