Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 109674 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109674 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
I pulled Amelia back by the hips until her pretty ass hovered in front of my face, then pulled her down until she straddled my legs. I rubbed my head over her soaked pussy for additional lubrication. I dipped in with just the head, making her moan, so fucking eager for me to fuck her, to make her come until her throat was raw from screaming in ecstasy.
“You want to come around my cock?”
“Yes,” she breathed, tossing me a needy look over my shoulder. Fuck. Amelia owned me in every regard. One look from her was enough to set me aflame. I didn’t want her to hold power over me, but taking power from her proved difficult.
“You will, but you’ll have to pay for it with pain.”
Her brows snatched together in confusion. I dragged my cock out of her pussy and moved it back until the tip pressed against her even tighter hole. Her eyes filled with anxiety. I cupped her throat with one hand while the other teased her swollen clit, prepping her for what was to come.
“Relax. You can take me.” I forced her back with the grip around her throat until her ass pressed against my cock, and finally, the head breached the tight muscles. Her hole stretched as far as it would go. She gasped in pain, her back arching and pulse racing under my fingertips. I stroked her throat, mesmerized by the look on her beautiful face, torn between pain and lust. I rubbed her clit harder until her muscles loosened around my cock, then dragged her back farther, claiming more of her. I waited. Maybe a third of me was inside, and she looked close to the limit of what she could take, but neither of us was a stranger to going beyond our limits. I eased back an inch, then moved in again.
Her pulse throbbed under my fingertips, and I could feel every hard swallow. “Don’t fight it. Embrace the pain, and allow your body to accept it.”
She drew in a deep breath through her nose. I massaged her throat as I cupped her pussy with my other hand, pressing my heel down on her button hard. She exhaled, and her tense muscles loosened ever so slightly around my cock. The pleasure of being inside her was still almost blinding in its intensity, almost painful, just as I liked it.
I slid my fingers along her silky pussy lips, gathering her arousal, then coated her clit with it so my fingers could work it better. I began to rub small circles on her clit until she was panting and her ass relaxed further. I wanted more. I wanted her to come undone on top of me, begging me for more even as she cried that she couldn’t take it. I pressed down on her clit, making Amelia writhe on top of me, and drove my cock even deeper into her rear entrance. I groaned low in my throat, my eyes rolling back in my head as my balls threatened to erupt, but I shoved down the impulse. This was far from over.
Amelia froze, shuddering as pain mingled with pleasure once more. Soon, her hips chased my finger, needing more friction against her throbbing button. Pain didn’t matter. She needed release, so she shifted her hips, moving my dick deliciously inside her.
I knew when pleasure overrode pain, when the stretching of her ass turned from agony to a thrilling dull ache. She threw her head back against my shoulder, baring her throat in the most tantalizing way and grinding her ass against my pelvis until I wasn’t sure where my body ended and hers began. I moved my finger faster against her clit, and a cry erupted from her throat, overshadowing the sound of fighting below, echoing over the ranks. She clenched around my cock, and I lost all semblance of control and spilled into her.
She shuddered even harder, small sob-like moans falling from her lips as her pussy spasmed against my fingers.
I ran my lips along her jawline to her ear. “I meant to deny you longer, but it’s difficult to resist you, dove. Your ass milked my cock so fucking well. You’ll feel the stretching for days.”
She sagged against me, her breathing uneven. Her eyes locked on mine, and my heart seemed to splinter at the knowing gleam in them. She already owned every single part of me.
She couldn’t know how right she was. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever tell her.
I didn’t understand the look in his eyes. He looked almost scared of me. “I’m not my father,” I said, because maybe he’d drifted back to the past and I needed to remind him of the present.
He tilted his head. “I know who you are, dove.”
When he softened inside me, I felt a strange mix of relief and loss. He pulled my head further around and kissed me, his tongue plunging in. I leaned into the kiss, allowing my body to relax. It still hummed with the remnants of pleasure and pain. I felt utterly sated, and also a little overwhelmed.