Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Soon, my man comes in and immediately starts to remove his shirt. “I see that you’re more than ready to get started, lovely.”
He hurriedly finishes stripping, showing how hard he is for me . I haven’t even touched him, but the idea of having me and the mere sight of me are more than enough to get the motor running for him.
Before he comes to me, though, he makes a stop at his nightstand and pulls out a set of thick steel handcuffs. I don’t really like my chances of trying to brute force escape any pair of handcuffs, but those? No fucking way.
“And what are we going to do with those, exactly?” I ask, a playful tone in my voice.
He only growls in anticipation as he grabs my wrists and wraps them around a metal pole in the headboard, binding my hands up above my head. Not only am I not going anywhere, but he has full access to my body to do with as he pleases.
Sebastian smirks as he runs his hand down my form, everything perking up under his finger as he massages my tits before slapping them a bit. It stings but it’s oddly enticing all the same. He growls again as he looks over my bare form and steals another kiss from me.
Fuck, kissing him is so good. I’m enraptured by the electricity. It’s supposed to be just sex between us. Nothing more. I’m his plaything, his willing vessel, his captive. Not his girlfriend. Not his wife.
But it feels like love, if only for the moment.
Those kisses rain down my body, then he’s harshly sucking on my tit, teasing me with his teeth before going lower and lower. I can only gasp and writhe as he descends toward my bare pussy before him. He runs a gentle finger over my pussy, making sure the fire is good and hot. Which for him it always will be.
His lips follow, and the surge of bliss through me makes me tense up and cry out for him. Fuck, it’s so good. He laps at my folds, building up that fire inside me, making it spread through me more and more. I writhe and buck for him as he keeps it up, his fingers pumping into me.
That steady, tender start soon turns into something a whole lot more savage.
His fingers grow even more furious in their pace, leaving me trembling and crying out for more and more, the tide so potent and incredible within. I can’t do anything to stop him. Maybe move my legs, but I don’t want to. The pleasure is so immense that it borders on pain, and the only thing I can do is buck into him as he keeps up the heavy licks and sucks.
His tongue rides up and down my slit, slurping up every last bit of my juices, trying to keep me tidy, but I want this too much to ever be anything but dripping wet for him.
My legs wrap around his head, I’m fully addicted to his tongue and his fingers. The bliss is becoming all-consuming, lapping over me again and again, and I can barely contain myself any longer. I’m screaming for him at the top of my lungs as the throbbing sensations pound my body hard, aching so damn good and leaving me a bit more satisfied.
I say only a bit more, because with Sebastian, I don’t think I’ll ever be fully satisfied.
“You’re a delicious snack, my lovely pet,” he says as he rises from between my legs, licking my juices from his lips. “But I think my cock wants some of your pussy too, and you’re going to give it to me.”
“Yes, sir.”
I expect him to fuck me right then and there, but he surprises me by uncuffing me just long enough to free me from the headboard and to pull my hands behind my back before slapping the cuffs shut again. He pushes me forward, leaving me on my knees before him, my ass right in front of him. He spanks me once, a sudden and powerful hit, and I feel so damn naughty. I deserve that and a whole lot more.
He pulls me up with the cuffs just enough to bring me to his cock, poking at my folds from behind. With a thrust and a pull, our sexes slam together and I cry out, the pleasure of first penetration from him always feeling so damn good.
There’s a mirror across from me, letting me watch myself get fucked by him. With every thrust, every penetration, our bodies are trembling and shaking against one another. I watch myself being fucked like a dog. He holds me so close, my breasts swaying with every penetration.
He takes me harder. Faster. Pounding into me, using his position and leverage to show me a whole new sort of pleasure that he hadn’t shown me before.