Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
“Yes, Sir.” I shudder at the memory.
“It’s going to happen again, and you’re going to argue with me to fuck you clear into tomorrow, but I will still carry you to the basin and wash my essence off your skin so you can come back into your head.”
I nod. “Okay, Papi.” I’ll never forget that sensation. It was so bizarre. Even though he warned me ahead of time, there was no way to be prepared for that kind of arousal. It’s illogical to feel that horny after just having sex. And yet that’s exactly what happened. I won’t be as stunned this time.
Feeling bold, I push to sitting, causing my face to line up with Papi’s erection. I tip my head back and look up at him. “Can I taste you first?”
He cups the back of my head with his free hand. “Are you sure you can handle that, Little one?”
“I did it last time. I survived.”
He chuckles. “I let you have one small lick last time. That was six and a half months ago. I’m not sure I can restrain myself and keep from fucking your pretty mouth if you wrap those lips around me, Baby girl. My cock has waited a long time to be inside you. It doesn’t care which hole.”
I flush at his bluntness. But all his words do is turn me on and make me want to please him even more. He pleases me every day. I never get the chance to return the favor. Not that anyone is keeping score, but I crave the taste of him on my lips. That one lick is embedded in my mind. The salty flavor mixed with his musk. I want to experience it again. This time I’m going to suck.
“Please let me, Papi.” I spin so that my knees are tucked under me and boldly wrap my fingers around his shaft when he lets go. The tip is glistening with precome.
I can’t even get my hand all the way around him. He’s that huge, which I knew, but seeing him again is still shocking. I haven’t seen Papi without his pants since we arrived. The man tortures me every day with his bare chest, but his cock has remained hidden.
Instead of simply flicking my tongue over the tip, I open my mouth as wide as I can and lower to suck him.
Papi moans so loud it startles me. It also fuels me to continue. He likes it when I suck him. So I draw him deeper and swirl my tongue around the silky head, pulling come from the slit at the top. It’s not a lot, but it’s enough to make me squirm. My own arousal is dripping down my inner thighs. I need him inside me, but I need to continue sucking him first.
“Bailey…” he warns, his fingers tightening on my shoulders. “Heavens… That feels so good, but I want to come in your pussy, Little one. Not your mouth.”
Papi pulls himself free, making me whimper. I’m much more aroused now, which is hard to fathom, but it’s true. I got enough of his essence in my mouth to send me into a frenzy. “Please, Papi.”
He lifts me under my arms, drops me onto my back, and crawls over me. His mouth comes to mine, and he kisses me with more passion than ever before. I’m moaning against his mouth as he lines up with my entrance and thrusts home.
I cry out, my voice muffled by his lips. I grab his waist, my fingers digging into his muscles.
Papi holds my head, angling it where he wants so he can continue kissing me as if this might be the last kiss we’ll ever have. It has that level of desperation behind it.
I wrap my legs around his thighs, holding on with my ankles. It’s the only traction I can get. My head is spinning. My focus is on how good it feels as his enormous girth slides in and out of me. Marking me. Making me his yet again.
I’ll always be his. I recognize that with my entire being. There will never be another for me or for him. Fate arranged for us to be together for the rest of our lives, and She doesn’t make mistakes. I get that now.
Zingar is my everything. My life. I don’t even want to be in another room without him. If he could be inside me all the time, I’d be so happy. I’d do anything for him, including get multiple piercings. I trust him. I love him.
Oh, God. I love him so much.
I try to lift my hips so he can enter deeper, but it’s difficult. He’s too heavy to budge.
I’m floating out of my body as Papi pummels in and out of me. Every movement drives me to new heights. It’s like there are millions of sensitive nerve endings inside me and all of them are lit up. He was made for me. Made to drive me to total distraction.