Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 90211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
“I did. I don’t lie. You’ll find out eventually.” He kisses me again before rearing back. I keep my hands above my head, lazily letting him remove my pants. I lift up as he tugs them off, pausing only to kiss my toes. I laugh at the bizarre gesture.
But my laugh fades as he kisses up my thigh. He hooks my panties aside, exposing me, his tongue lashing out to lap up and down my slick pussy.
“Mmmmm, god, soaking already. I love that you showed up on my doorstep. All demure, acting like you wanted to talk business.”
“I did. I do. I just—“
“You just, what? Want me to fuck you more?”
“Yes.”
My confession seems to please him. He doubles his efforts, licking my pussy as he glides fingers inside. I writhe as pleasure lashes me, bliss and intensity rushing down my skin. He teases my breasts with his other hand, pinching my nipples and palming my chest, as he fucks me deep with his fingers and sucks my clit like a madman.
I’m so close. I feel it building and I don’t want it, not yet, but I can’t stop him. “Liam, shit, I’m close. Please, hold on—“
“You want me to stop?” He pulls back, mouth glistening with my wet. He shoves two fingers in my mouth as he unbuckles his belt with his other hand. “Suck, love. What do you really want?”
I try to answer, but I’m muffled. He smirks, leaning in closer.
“Sorry, what was that? You want my big dick?”
I nod greedily, sucking his fingers, whimpering.
“Say it then, love.”
I try, but I can’t, not with his fingers shoving in deeper. I almost gag and try to pull back. But he pulls something from his pocket, and my eyes go wide.
“Are those—“ I get out two words before he grabs my hair, wrenches hard and makes me gasp in pain and surprise. My mouth opens wide, and he shoves an old pair of my own panties into my mouth.
I’d recognize them anywhere. They’re old, from the bottom of my drawer, ratty and falling apart and mostly forgotten. Bright blue with little stars in white, the edges lacy and ripped.
I try to say his name but he covers my mouth with his palm. When I jerk my arms up, he pins them back, his eyes gleaming as he comes in close.
“I’m going to fuck you now, love. You’re going to keep those panties in your mouth. Fuck, I pictured doing this to you earlier in your bed, but didn’t dare dream I’d get the chance."
Oh my god.
The sick freak. He stole my underwear. He took a pair of panties from my drawer—
And he’s been playing with them all night.
That’s what he’s been doing in his pocket.
All this time.
I should be repulsed. Every time he spoke, he’s been touching my stolen panties. What sort of monster does that?
Except a thrill burns into my core and I nod eagerly.
Because he wants me. He wants me so badly he stole my underwear and he’s been toying with it like a prize this whole time. I recognize the power that holds, what it means, and I submit to it.
He pulls his hand back. I let the panties fall out of my mouth partway, damp from my spit, but keep them between my teeth. He moans, his eyes locked on me as he wriggles from his jeans and underwear, fisting his cock. My hands stay above my head. I’m exposed, gagged with my own panties, and aching.
“Look at you,” he says with utter, unrestrained reverence.
Then he lifts my hips, glides his cock up and down my slit, and thrusts himself inside.
Oh my fucking god.
I nearly come then and there. I moan, spit the panties out, but he shoves them back in as he fucks me, thrusting in deep. One hand holds my hips, the other pins my wrists, and he takes me, big dick grinding in deep as he works his hips.
“Fuck love you’re so damn tight. I’m breaking you, aren’t I? Maybe I should worry it hurts, but I think you like that, don’t you?”
I whimper my assent, and he’s right, there’s some pain but that’s also a part of the pleasure, a part of this sick and perfect sex we’re having. He’s glassy and intense as he fills me grinding in and controlling me, and I’m building to ecstasy again, the glow like white-hot iron in the back of my head, riding up my core, breaking as his cock spreads me wide.
“You feel like heaven love, god damn, I want to fuck you until you break. I want to feel you shatter on my dick, and when you’re done, make you suck it clean. You like that, don’t you? Being all dirty and lovely for me?”
I nod eagerly, breathing hard through my nose, and his thrusts get fast. I moan, choking, and have to spit the panties out as the orgasm starts to build. He takes the wet underwear, but instead of putting it between my lips again, he bites down on them tight, eyes blazing.