Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 60105 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60105 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
As if sensing my inner turmoil, Dylan’s free hand left my thigh and traveled downward to the tight, wrinkled button of my anus. He circled his fingertip around the sensitive opening, sending a shiver up my spine. “Tell me, Andrea,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “Why is my cock so hard right now?”
“B-because you…” I gulped, unable to meet his gaze as he pressed just a fraction harder against my already tense ring. “Because you want… you want to…” My voice fell to a whisper. “To put it in me.”
Dylan’s eyes narrowed, his gaze boring into mine. “That’s better, but I want to hear you say it, Andrea. Those are the rules, for you. When I want to hear you say it, nice and loud, you say it nice and loud, no matter how embarrassing.” His finger pushed a bit more firmly, sending a jolt of both pain and pleasure through my quivering body.
“I…” I gasped, my voice shaking. “I-I think… you want to…” Tears rose as the humiliation of saying the words out loud washed over me. “You… You want to fuck me,” I sobbed.
Dylan rewarded my honesty by circling his fingertip around my clit once more, spreading my arousal across the engorged nub and sending electric sparks shooting through my body. I arched my hips off the bed, helpless in the face of such exquisite torture.
“Mmm, that’s a good girl,” Dylan purred, his voice filled with approval. “But where do you think I want to fuck you, sweetheart?” His voice was thick with lust as he pressed just a little bit harder against my cringing backdoor.
I knew the answer to that one all too well. The humiliation of the spanking chair and Ethan’s rough ministrations flooded back to me in a wave of shame and arousal. Heat suffused my cheeks as I forced myself to meet Dylan’s unwavering gaze. “I-I think…” I swallowed hard, my throat dry as bone. “I think you want to fuck me… everywhere.”
Dylan withdrew his finger from between my cheeks but put that hand resting on my tummy, reminding me of his presence and control over me. He leaned in close, his hazel eyes boring into mine once more. “Say it, Andrea,” he growled softly. “Say all the places you think I want to put this hard cock.”
My face flamed crimson as I looked him straight in the eyes and said the words that I felt would seal my fate.
I bit my lip hard, feeling my whole body go hot with shame. Tears pricked at my eyes as I forced myself to hold Dylan’s intense gaze. “I… I think you want to put it in my mouth,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “And… and in my p-pussy.” I paused, my face burning even hotter. “And… in my b-bottom,” I finally sobbed, utterly mortified.
Dylan’s eyes darkened with lust at my words. “Good girl,” he growled. “Such a good, obedient girl for me.”
Before I could respond, Dylan pushed his finger firmly against my anus. I gasped as I felt the digit breach the tight ring, sliding slowly but inexorably into my most private place. At the same time, his mouth descended on my pussy once more, his tongue laving broad strokes over my sensitive flesh.
The dual sensations overwhelmed me completely. Dylan’s finger pumped gently in and out of my bottom as his talented tongue explored every fold and crevice of my dripping sex. When he sealed his lips around my swollen clit and sucked hard, I cried out, my back arching off the bed.
“Oh god, oh god,” I panted, my hips rocking instinctively against Dylan’s face. The feeling of fullness in my bottom combined with the exquisite pleasure of his mouth on my pussy sent me spiraling rapidly toward the edge.
Dylan hummed against my flesh, the vibrations sending shockwaves of bliss through my body. His finger pressed deeper into my bottom, curling slightly, pushing in a way that seemed to send rockets of pleasure shooting through me.
“Sir!” I screamed, my thighs clamping around his head as the most intense orgasm of my life crashed over me. Wave after wave of pleasure washed through me, making my entire body tremble and shake.
Dylan didn’t let up, continuing to work my pussy and bottom with his mouth and finger as I rode out my climax. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, a second orgasm slammed into me, even more powerful than the first. I sobbed with the intensity of it, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through my body.
As I finally came down from my high, gasping and trembling, Dylan gently withdrew his finger from my bottom. He placed a soft kiss on my inner thigh before sitting up, his face glistening with my arousal.
“You’re absolutely magnificent when you come, Andrea,” he said, his voice rough with desire. “So submissive and yet so uninhibited.”