Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96720 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96720 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Matt stripped off, throwing his clothes onto the leaf-strewn ground, too. We would definitely have to change before heading back to the office. He cautiously leaned his cane against the nearest table and walked gingerly toward me. “Hop up there on the ledge, princess.”
There was a small, empty fountain in the middle of the courtyard, with a high rim the perfect height for sitting. The concrete was rough on my bare ass, but I did exactly as I was told with a whispered, “Yes, my dragon.”
Carefully, he lowered himself to his knees in front of me and parted my thighs.
“This, you’ll take a knee for,” I quipped, and yelped when he sank his teeth into my inner thigh with a pinching bite.
“Princesses don’t talk back,” he reminded me. “But they are allowed to make a hell of a lot of noise.”
He said it like I had a choice, but once he buried his face between my legs, there was no possible way to keep silent. He didn’t tease me or give me any kind of warm-up, and though I was aroused by my anticipation, his sudden assault on my clit was far too sensitive. I squirmed and gasped, my hands braced on the concrete, while his mouth jolted electricity through my flesh. He pulled one of my legs over his shoulder and I nearly fell backward, but he didn’t stop, swirling and sucking while I tried to balance one-handed and grip his hair with the other. His midday stubble was like sandpaper against the soft slickness of my inner labia, almost irritating enough to distract me from the work his mouth was doing.
But only almost.
He looked up to meet my eyes and admonished, “I don’t hear you, princess. If you’re bored, I can stop—”
I jerked his head back down and when his tongue swooped over me again, I exaggerated my moan. Pretending to lose control led to actually losing control, very, very quickly. Despite the roughness of the fountain beneath me, I rolled my hips against his face, gasping for more, panting, begging for it.
“There’s so much I want to do,” I moaned urgently. Nothing seemed like it could possibly be dirty enough, obscene enough to get me off.
“We’ll do it all, he promised, leaning his face against my inner thigh to speak before going right back to work. My release coiled tight and low in my pelvis. It sped toward me with every stroke of his tongue. I locked my legs around his head, pushed up on my tired, protesting hands as I rode his mouth. I came crying out to the sky, wondering if anyone watched us. Hoping they were.
Matt lifted his head. “You know, it only just now occurs to me that over there?”
I followed the direction of his pointing finger. A small, dark dome attached to one of the walls, near a corner.
A security camera.
“We do have guards here,” he mused. “At night. I’m sure they review the footage when they come in.”
I swallowed hard at the thought of some total stranger watching me get my pussy eaten on grainy CCTV footage. When they saw us getting undressed, would they fast forward? Or would they watch, jaw slack, eyes glazed as they masturbated to their own private porno?
Matt used the fountain’s edge to get back on his feet, albeit stiffly. “Move that table.”
I hurried to do as he instructed, pushing the cafe table he’d indicated out of the way. He limped to my side and positioned one of the chairs directly in the line of the camera’s site. Then he sat and patted his lap.
“Facing away,” he instructed, and I threw one leg over both of his. He held his cock in position as I settled onto it. “Lean back on me. That’s it.”
There wasn’t much leverage for thrusting, but the little movement he could manage raked the wide curve of his painfully hard cock over my g-spot. He covered my breast with one hand, toying with the nipple, rolling it between his fingers as he used his other hand on my clit.
Nuzzling my ear, he whispered, “They’ll be able to see everything like this. Your pussy spread around me. My cock inside you.”
I moaned at the thought.
“I wonder if they’ll be able to see the wetness dripping out of you,” he murmured against my neck, his fingers rubbing circles over and over my clit while he flexed his hips. “Maybe it’ll be one guard. Maybe more than one. Would you like that?”
“Yes, my dragon,” I gasped, rocking with his motion. The head of his cock, buried deep inside me, rubbed and shifted with every movement, reminding me how fucking deep he was.
“Would you like it if two men, three, saw this? I couldn’t imagine that they wouldn’t jerk off to you. How could they resist, seeing your cunt open and glistening, watching you grind on me. What will they think of you?” When I whimpered in reply, the hand at my breast came up to grip my jaw. “Answer me, princess.”