Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 101101 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 404(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101101 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 404(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
The hand that’s not busy fucking my ass reaches around and circles my clit, and within seconds, I come completely undone, screaming out his name as I climax all over his fingers.
“I want your cock in my ass,” I beg, shocking myself when he removes his fingers from inside me.
He chuckles and tilts my face back, kissing me quick but hard. “I’ll be right back. Get on all fours and put that peach of an ass in the air.”
He gives it a playful slap and then pads to the bathroom. When he returns, he’s gloriously naked, and his cock is glistening with …
“Is that lube?”
“You think I’m going to fuck your ass without it?” He shakes his head. “It’s one thing to put a couple of fingers in there. But I promised I wouldn’t hurt you, and I meant it.”
He comes up behind me, and his hard length rubs against the crack of my ass when he leans over and trails sensual kisses down my spine. When he gets to my ass, he bites my left cheek, making me squeal, and then rubs the sting away.
I can’t see what he’s doing, but I feel the cold liquid run down my crack, and then Kane rubs it in, making me moan in pleasure.
“What’s your safe word?” he asks.
“What?” I breathe out, unable to think clearly with his fingers massaging my ass.
He stops, and I glance back.
“What’s your safe word, Princess?”
“Roses. Now, please, fuck my ass.”
I never thought I’d be begging for a man to take me in the back door, but here we are, and despite the orgasm he already gave me, I’m too turned on to be self-conscious about it.
Kane lines up the crown of his cock with my entrance, and when he slowly pushes in, pain courses through me.
“Oh shit, it hurts,” I mutter, trying to stay in the moment before memories from my past threaten to overtake me.
“Do you need to use your safe word?”
“No,” I gasp, shaking my head. “Keep going.”
“Push out,” he commands gently, and since I don’t want this to hurt, I listen.
Slowly, he slides in, and with the inch that enters me, the pain mixes with pleasure.
When he stills, I release a harsh breath.
“You’re in?”
“Halfway.” He chuckles, and I groan. “Reach beneath you and stroke your clit.”
My clit is sensitive, but as I play with it, the pleasure helps distract me from the pain, and before I know it, Kane’s all the way in.
“God, baby, if you could see the way your ass is sucking my cock in.”
“I don’t need to see it. I feel it. Now, for the love of all that’s holy, please fuck me.”
Kane doesn’t have to be told again. He pulls back and then slowly slides in, and within a few strokes, he’s worked up a rhythm that has me moaning in pleasure instead of pain.
And then he reaches around and grabs my breast, pulling me up so my back is almost flush with his front, and pinches my nipple. Between his hard length buried deep in my ass, my thumb stroking my clit, and him playing with my nipple, my body grows taut, and then I come completely undone. My body shakes, my legs and pussy trembling as black spots cloud my vision.
I vaguely feel Kane pull out, and then a moment later, warm spurts hit my back. I collapse onto my stomach, completely spent, and Kane disappears and then reappears a minute later, wiping a warm cloth across my overheated flesh to clean me up.
And then I’m in his arms, and he’s stroking my hair and face.
“You did so good,” he coos. “Did you like it? I want you to be honest.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard in my life,” I admit with a yawn, my eyes fluttering shut.
I cuddle into his chest, and he kisses my forehead affectionately.
“Good. All I ever want is to bring you pleasure.”
“I have something I need to do tonight,” Kane says vaguely when we return from the slopes a few hours later. After we took a nap, we headed down to the main resort for lunch, and then spent the rest of the afternoon skiing. “Do you mind hanging out by yourself for a few hours?”
He hasn’t left my side the entire trip, so I’m surprised he’s going to now—the day before we leave to go home—but I’m not incapable of entertaining myself.
“Sure. I might check out one of the classes at the gym. As good as the workouts are with you”—I smirk playfully—“I’ve been wanting to see what the gym has to offer.”
His cabin is part of a gorgeous ski resort that has tons of amenities, including a state-of-the-art gym with several different types of classes.
“Have fun … but not too much.” He cups my nape and pulls me in for a quick kiss. “I’m going to shower and then head out.”