Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 129027 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 645(@200wpm)___ 516(@250wpm)___ 430(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129027 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 645(@200wpm)___ 516(@250wpm)___ 430(@300wpm)
She pretends to yawn. “Every man I ever met brags about what a big dick he’s got. Then you get a peek at the thing, and it’s barely a hotdog.”
I grin and unpeel her legs from around my waist to set her back on her feet. “Well, babe. Take off your bra so I can see those gorgeous tits while you suck off the real goddamned McCoy.”
Her eyes widen, and I’m half-ready for her hand to come flying to my face. But instead of slapping me, her arms go behind her back, and a moment later, her bra goes slack.
Holy shit. She’s actually doing what I say?
But not without a fight, it seems, because she glares at me the next second, her glorious, perfect handful tits bobbing, nipples puckering.
“I want you to treat me like a whore. A real one, too. Don’t take it easy, and don’t make it nice. I want dirty. I want rough. I’m assuming you carry a condom with you?”
This is one of the reasons I love sex. You get to see all sorts of people’s internal fantasies. They’re never more real than when they’re telling you how they want to get fucked. And knowing Professor Red’s secret fantasies and knowing I can give it to her in a way nobody ever has before—
I nod, cock painfully hard in my jeans. “Three.”
She grins, her tongue peeking through her teeth before continuing. “Perfect. Then I want to be animals tonight. All night long. My safeword is daylight.”
Fuck. Me.
Never losing eye contact with me, her hands go to her hips, and in one smooth motion, she shucks off those demure silk undies of hers. Exposing herself to me.
She’s not waxed like I expect her to be. And fuck me, she’s red everywhere. Neat little springy red curls cover her sex. I drink in the sight of her, absolutely bared before me.
The princess and the gorilla.
“What are you waiting for?” she asks. I hear a note of vulnerability in her voice when it was so commanding just a second ago.
“You’re my whore now,” I say crudely, reaching back to grab my shirt and tug it off over my head. “I’m examining the merchandise.”
She eyes me back as I walk in a slow, deliberate circle around her. I’ve caught her sneaking glances the past week, but she’s finally allowing herself to really look me up and down. I smack her ass and enjoy its jiggle and the little yelp she makes. She dances in place a step but then returns to standing completely still.
“Legs spread,” I demand, and dutifully, she obeys.
When I get back to her front, I unbuckle my belt, and her big, moon eyes watch each of my movements in what looks like excited anticipation.
“Eyes ahead,” I snap, in a similar tone our commander used in basic.
I like it when her eyes immediately go forward. I like it a lot. I shove my pants down and kick off my shoes, then my pants. Finally I’m standing in just my boxers, with her totally naked in front of me. Fuck, that’s better. Now my straining cock can actually breathe.
“Let’s test your readiness. Eyes on me.”
Her big brown eyes immediately slide to me. I make sure our gazes are locked before I reach between her spread legs to pet her pussy. She gasps, mouth dropping open the moment I make contact. With three gentle fingers, I stroke her where she’s soft and wet, thumb ghosting against her clit.
She’s already wet. And more than just a little bit. She trembles against me. Fuck me. I like that, too.
“You tryin’ to get this over with fast, slut?” I step into her and massage her sex more firmly. “Answer me, slut!”
“N-n-no, sir!” she hisses.
“Then why are you already so fucking wet?”
She blinks up at my demanding eyes. “You’re so… you, Sir.”
Fuck, she’s so good at this mixture of kinky fantasy play and being completely genuine and absolutely here in the moment—
I dip my middle finger inside, and she hisses even louder, that sound from earlier coming out of her throat again.
I step closer to her, into her, my thumb putting pressure against her clit. “Do you want to come?”
She nods fervently up and down.
“Well, so do I. I’m the one paying for it after all.” I channel my best asshole commanding officer as I pull my soaked finger out of her and point it toward the floor. “So down on your fucking knees. And you better make me come harder than a fucking firehose.”
She drops to her knees, head down, and I can’t tell what the fuck she’s thinking.
“Look at me!” I bark.
Finally, she looks up, and I pull out my dick and rub her juices all over my cock while she watches. “Now you can taste yourself while you suck my cock. Suck it off and think about what you taste like.”