Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82030 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82030 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
“Good,” he growled. “I’m going to make every part of your sweet, curvy body ache before I let you come.”
“Oh, God!” Alexadra moaned.
Her knees buckled, and he caught her, lifting her easily onto the padded milking table. She sank into it, staring up at him with wide, trusting eyes.
He reached for the jar of Bonding Fruit cream, dipping his fingers into the pearlescent paste. The scent filled the air—sweet and sharp, a promise of desire.
Her eyes widened when he smeared it over her nipples, rubbing in slow, circling motions.
“Is this…the same cream you used on me that first day?” she whispered, breathless. “When I came in for the interview?”
“Yes,” he rumbled. His cock strained against his trousers as he pinched her nipples, coating them with the slick substance. “The same cream I’ll have to suck off you later.”
Her gasp only spurred him on.
“It’s going to make you needy, little Lexi,” he warned. “It’ll make your pussy ache to be filled. But it’s the only way to keep the cups in place for your milking.”
“That’s all right,” she said quickly, her voice shaking. “Do what you need to do. I’ll be good. I’ll hold still for you.”
His chest tightened. Her trust, her submission—it undid him.
“Even if what I need to do is fuck you, little Lexi?” His voice dropped lower, darker as he held her eyes with his. “Can you hold still and let me push my cock into your hot little cunt? Can you take every inch of me and not run from it?”
Her eyes went wide, her lips trembling. For a long moment she only breathed, then she nodded.
“Yes, Sir. I’ll be good. I’ll open myself for you and let you fill me…as deep as you need to.”
A growl rose from low in Brandt’s throat. His cock was a steel rod in his trousers, throbbing, demanding release.
“Good girl,” he rumbled. “Then spread your thighs wide for me. Show me your sweet pussy. I want to see how wet you are for me.”
She bit her lip, hesitating. “But…I don’t see a toy. Or a stimulator.”
He leaned close, his breath hot against her ear. “That’s because I don’t need one. The only thing that’s going inside your tight little cunt tonight is me.”
Her pupils dilated, her breath catching.
“Now,” he commanded, stepping back to watch, “spread your sweet little pussy for me. Let me see every inch of you, Lexi. Show me how ready you are for my cock.”
54
LEXI
Lexi’s breath caught in her chest as the padded milking table lowered with a hum until it was level with Brandt’s waist. She braced herself on her hands and knees, her heart thudding so hard she could hear it in her ears. Her breasts swung beneath her, heavy and aching. Brandt had hooked her to the milking machine and the suction cups were already tugging at her nipples in deep, steady pulls.
She gasped as the machine worked, the sensations sharp and pleasurable, but still nothing came. Why was she not producing nectar?
“It’s all right,” Brandt growled behind her, his big hand stroking firmly over her hip. His voice was dark velvet, filled with heat and command. “You just need to be filled first. Tilt your hips up for me, baby—offer yourself to me.”
“Yes, Sir,” Lexi whispered, moaning as she spread her knees wider, tilting her hips to present her open pussy to him completely.
He stepped in behind her, the heat of his massive body radiating like a line of fire down her spine. When the broad head of his cock pressed between her outer lips and found her entrance, she cried out softly, her inner walls clenching in desperate anticipation. God, this was what she wanted—what she needed. To be filled by him completely.
But he didn’t enter her right away.
“Goddess,” he rumbled, sliding the thick crown of his cock slowly up and down her slit, teasing her aching clit and spreading her wetness everywhere. “You’re already dripping for me. Your sweet little pussy knows exactly what it needs.”
“Please,” Lexi begged, rocking back against him helplessly. He was making her crazy. “I need you inside—I need you now!”
“You’ll have me,” he promised, his tone rough. “But you’re tight, Lexi. Too small to take me all at once. I have to work you open slowly. My cock’s bigger than any toy I’ve used on you.”
Her breath hitched.
“I don’t care! Please, Sir—I can take it, I promise. Just give it to me!”
Her pleading undid him. With a deep growl, Brandt gripped her hips and pressed forward…but slowly.
The thick head of his cock stretched her tender entrance wide, forcing her body to yield. Gods, she was so fucking tight inside!
Lexi cried out, her arms trembling as she clung to the padded table.
“Oh—oh, God—you’re so big,” she moaned. “I can feel you stretching me open!”
“That’s right,” Brandt murmured, his voice low and rough as he pushed deeper. “Stretching you out baby…filling you…making you mine.”