Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26105 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26105 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
He slaps me harder this time, adding to the pain that lingers on my cheek, making my face burn.
“Is this what you wanted? Is this what turns you on, you disgusting whore?”
“Yes,” I pant, loving the pain.
“Open your mouth.”
His aggression is such a turn-on. My body ignites with his brutality. I know I’ll have bruises in the morning as his fingers dig into my flesh. Bruises I’ll wear with honor.
“You look so right in my bed. I want you here forever,” he grunts as he slips three fingers into my mouth, pushing them to the back of my throat to activate my gag reflex. “That’s it, baby. Choke for me. Good whores know how to use their pathetic holes. You want to be a good little cum slut, don’t you?”
I try to say yes, but it comes out muffled.
He grunts in my ear as he thrusts into me. “Slap your cunt for me. Slap it hard. I want to see that clit swollen and red. I want your pussy burning.”
Oh. My. God. I’ve never been so turned on in my life.
I follow his instructions, parting my knees further and slapping my pussy as he brings his arm around my neck and holds me firmly.
“You can do better than that, Charley. I want you to scream for me.”
Gritting my teeth, I close my eyes and hit harder until my clit burns in painful contrast to the pleasure of Liam’s cock fucking me mercilessly.
The raw intensity of the moment consumes me, igniting a primal desire I never knew existed. Every sensation, every touch sends shivers down my spine as I surrender to the overwhelming wave of pleasure and pain.
Liam’s commanding presence fuels my arousal, pushing me to new heights of ecstasy as I lose myself in the intoxicating blend of sensations. This moment is a revelation, a forbidden dance that transcends all boundaries and takes me to the edge of insanity.
“Is this what you want, beautiful?”
“Yes!” I scream as I fall off the edge of the cliff.
“That’s it, baby. Come for me. Grip my cock and let go.”
Liam kisses my neck as I continue to hit my pussy. The room is filled with slaps and grunts, a rhythmic pulse that enthralls me. Each strike against my flesh is a reminder of my vulnerability with this man, yet the heat of Liam’s lips against my skin, the possessive graze of his teeth, ignites a different fire. Liam is my safety. The paradox is a dizzying cocktail. I feel so free, unbound by the constraints of societal expectations, lost in the moment, and thankful for the safety this man provides.
Two powerful arms wrap around me as Liam holds me to him. He stills as he grunts in my ear. “I fuckin’ love you.”
Suddenly, I’m yanked back onto the bed by my hair, upside down, and staring at Liam. He looms above me, holding his cock.
“Open,” he demands.
I follow his command and open my mouth, allowing him to thrust his cock between my lips. He pushes to the back of my throat. I gag, and tears stream down my face.
“That’s it, baby. Take that dick. You look so pretty. That’s a good girl. You’re doing such a good job choking for me. I’m gonna keep fucking your throat until you make me cum or you puke. Actually, fuck that. If you puke, I’ll keep going because you’re just a piece of meat for my amusement. A perfect little fuck doll.”
He grips my throat, making it hard to breathe. “Yes, I like that. It makes it nice and tight when you can’t breathe. Fuck. Yes. Just like that. Show me you’re worth something. Good fuckin’ girl. Fuck. Oh, God. That’s it. Here it comes, baby. Don’t you fuckin’ dare swallow.”
Liam comes in my mouth, hot, salty, and sweet. He holds my head until he’s given me every drop. Once he’s satisfied, he pulls out of me.
“Open your mouth and show me the cum.”
I do as he wishes.
He smiles and bends forward to kiss me, scooping the cum from my mouth into his. Straightening, he spits it onto my face. “Good little sluts should always be covered in cum.”
He leaves me on the bed, walking into the adjoining bathroom.
Why is he leaving? Was it too much? Does he now think badly of me? Should I have kept my mouth shut?
I scamper off the bed, desperately searching for my clothes.
“What are you doing?” Liam asks as he returns to the bedroom with a damp washcloth.
“Um, I was going to get out of your way.”
In two strides, Liam is in front of me, his hands framing my face. “The hell you are. There’s no way I’m fucking you the way I just did and letting you leave right afterward.”
He gently wipes his cum off with the cloth before pressing his lips to mine.