Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 160041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 800(@200wpm)___ 640(@250wpm)___ 533(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 800(@200wpm)___ 640(@250wpm)___ 533(@300wpm)
“You’ll be my good little boy, won’t you? Say it.”
I slide my knife down his chest, leaving scratches on his skin.
“Yes. Yes, I’ll be a good boy, I swear,” he says after sucking in a breath.
Those dark-brown hairs fall over his face, and beyond his ears, his cute button nose and cheeky smile make it very hard for me to punish him for stalking me all this time and getting in my way.
I lean in so close that the desire practically radiates from his lips, and it gives me such a fucking high that I nearly kiss him just because I can.
My hand travels down the ridges of his abs, all the way to his tented pants, and I squeeze his dick as I whisper, “Do you want to be my little toy, Xavier? Is that what you want?”
“Fuck,” he whimpers.
“Say the word.”
“Yes. I’d do anything to have you. Please, I’ll do anything you want, anything you crave. I’m all yours. You don’t even have to ask. I will bend to your will.”
Fuck, now that’s the proper way to beg.
I hover against his half-open mouth, enjoying this moment right on the cusp of his destruction, as I whisper, “Be careful what you wish for,” before I slam my lips onto his.
CHAPTER 13
Xavier
Sunny Reed is kissing me.
She’s actually fucking kissing me, and I am on the highest cloud I’ve ever been, wishing I could touch her.
Fuck.
My hands strain against the ropes she tied around my wrists as my mouth desperately clings onto hers. I don’t need to breathe. Fuck air. Fuck being alive if I can’t have her lips on mine.
My tongue darts out to pry open her mouth, frantic for more, but she leans back and watches me struggle.
“So eager already?” She smirks as she pulls away the button of my pants.
“What are you going to do?” I mutter.
She tugs down my zipper and plays with my shaft through the fabric of my underwear, making me viscerally aware of just how sensitive it still is after I just came.
“Whatever I want to, remember?” she murmurs. “You gave yourself to me now. And I want to use this cock to please myself.”
“Fuck,” I groan, blinking a couple of times.
This can’t be reality.
Her gorgeous hands can’t be playing with me right now.
I nearly choke on my breath when she pulls down my boxers, my seven-and-a-half-incher popping out like it’s ready to go again despite the cum still clinging to my skin.
She giggles and rubs the cum all over my shaft, intensifying the need coursing through my veins.
“You’re already so goddamn hard, even after you just came in your fucking pants.” She laughs. “Filthy boy.”
She circles the tip, and my toes scrunch up in my shoes from the sheer delight.
“Oh fuck,” I murmur.
“This close already?” she hums. “Are you really that pathetic, Xavier?”
It’s degrading and humiliating, yet all my senses are on fire when she plays with me.
She laughs again. “So weak, it’s almost too easy.”
There’s just something about her debasement that’s wildly erotic to me.
She jerks me off, and I moan as my balls tighten while approaching new heights, but then she releases me from her grasp. My dick bounces back and forth in the air, desperate for her touch.
“Are you going to come for me?” she asks.
“Please …” I beg.
“Please what, hmm?”
She’s enjoying this a little too much, like I’m the perfect dessert after a meal.
But I still want her, more than anything, even if it’s wrong, even if it turns me into a beggar. “Please touch me.”
She trails her nails along my shaft and flicks the tip harshly. “Do it then. Show me how badly you want me.”
I’m close, so fucking close.
“You already came in your pants just from a single touch,” she whispers into my ear. “But can you come without me even touching you?”
Her tongue darts out to lick at my neck, and my eyes roll into the back of my head while the loudest moan escapes my lungs. Cum spurts out everywhere, coating my belly and pants, while I struggle to breathe through the intense, wasted orgasm.
Fuck, I can’t even finish properly because nothing is touching me except air.
“Please …” I beg again.
But all she does is laugh. “Good boy. Let’s do that again.”
My abs strain as I nearly sit up. “What?”
She shoves me back down onto the ground. “I told you to stay, now stay like a good goddamn puppy.”
I whimper as she gets up and rubs my package with her goddamn heel, flicking the tip up and down with her gorgeous feet.
“Whimpering little thing,” she muses. “You want this?”
“Yes,” I moan. Denying her would be crazy. “Please …”
“Keep begging.”
“Please, please, please!”
But all she does is smile and play with me like it’s funny that I’m so into her. But I can’t help what I like, what I crave. I’ve always known nothing could satisfy my thirst quite like she could, but I never once thought I’d actually be subjected to her every whim.