Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 146477 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146477 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
Knight scoffs before dipping his head and trailing his nose up the length of my neck, inhaling my scent as he presses his large body against mine. “Your game is over, Morticia. Favor repaid,” he rumbles, his tone so thick with desire it’s almost hard to make out the words past the heavy thrumming of my pulse in my ears. “And now you think you get to walk around my house in my shirt, wearing no fucking panties and not have me fuck you?”
I suck in a breath.
I can practically hear the smirk in his tone. “You don’t get to leave me craving your sweet little cunt all night and not expect me to give you exactly what you’ve really been wanting all these years.”
I scoff, playing it up, despite knowing how right he really is. “Really now?” I murmur, glancing back over my shoulder and meeting his darkened stare, his eyes penetrating right through to my greedy soul. “You sure about that?”
His stare seems to smolder, and within the blink of an eye, his hands drop from the counter and take my waist before lifting me up onto the barstool and placing me on my knees, putting me at the perfect height, lining my cunt up with that thick, beautiful cock of his.
I suck in a gasp, and as he pushes me forward, making me lean onto the breakfast bar, he lifts my shirt up over my naked ass, exposing me in the most erotic way. I don’t dare stop him, and when he reaches down between us and his fingers suddenly swipe through my wetness, a shiver sails down my spine, quickly spreading through my body.
“Oh, I’m sure. You’re soaked for me, pretty girl. You’ve been thinking about this all fucking night,” he murmurs, that rich confidence speaking right to my soul. “Tell me, just how hard did you have to fuck yourself with your fingers last night just to curb the hunger?”
Only three times, but I’m sure as hell not about to tell him that.
“You wish.”
Knight laughs as his fingers return to my cunt, slowly pushing inside of me, curving just right and rolling over my G-spot, making my body tremble. “I heard you, Morticia. Heard the way you caught your breath when you were close, heard the subtle groans of frustration knowing it would never be as good as it is with me.” His lips brush over my skin, sending a furious wave of goosebumps scattering across my sensitive skin. “Do you know how fucking hard it was not to burst in there and take you, to resist the allure of your sweet little cunt, to not even fuck my hand?”
My hips rock back and forth, grinding over his hand as his fingers torment me in the most consuming way. “How hard?”
“It was fucking torture.”
“You should have thought about that when you left me on my knees, desperate for you.”
Knight laughs. “Oh, no, doll. This isn’t my problem. This one is all yours, because unlike you, I don’t mind spending my night rock hard, listening to the way you fuck yourself, because all it does is work me up, and at some point, all that pent-up frustration needs to be released.”
“And let me guess?” I purr. “You’re going to release it on me.”
“Every last bit of it.”
I groan, anticipating what he has in store for me, and as his fingers split inside of me, my knees almost give out on the barstool. His gaze burns over my skin like lasers as he grabs my ass and spreads me open.
“Mmmm, so fucking beautiful,” he rumbles, trailing his fingers through my pussy and inching higher. “Has anybody ever claimed your ass?”
I nod. “Mm-hmm, but no one as big as you,” I tell him. “You’ll tear me in half. Destroy me.”
“Do you like it?” His thumb skims the area in question, offering a little pressure.
“Most of the time,” I tell him, grinding against his hand.
“Good girl,” he says as I hear the distinct sound of his zipper releasing. “You’re off the hook for today, but don’t think I’ll forget, doll. I will claim your ass, but when I do, you’ll be begging for it.”
I press back against his thumb, loving the pressure as his fingers massage the walls of my pussy. “Mmmm, so bossy today.”
Knight scoffs before gently removing his fingers from deep within me, making me yearn for more, instantly feeling the loss. “Next time you want to play the role of dom, you better make sure you’re truly ready to play,” he tells me before lifting his glistening fingers to my lips. “Suck them clean, Morticia. Taste how fucking sweet you are.”
Oh God. This man.
My mouth falls open without hesitation, and as he pushes his thick fingers inside, I roll my tongue over them, sucking them clean. “Just like that,” he purrs as I feel him release his thick cock from the confines of his pants behind me. “Condom?”