Total pages in book: 123
Estimated words: 116597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 583(@200wpm)___ 466(@250wpm)___ 389(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 583(@200wpm)___ 466(@250wpm)___ 389(@300wpm)
He relaxed a bit with that, and I continued to work his pants open enough that I could reach him.
“That’s a friend of mine. Her name is Cami. She likes consensual non-consent play, or CNC. It’s a safe way for her to play out a fantasy, and it’s completely normal.”
Carter nodded, and when the men inside the room started to roughly undress Cami and force her to touch and taste them, I pulled Carter’s cock from his pants.
I stroked him lightly at first, using the precum gathered at the tip to lube him and play. When I tightened my grip a little, he flexed into the touch.
“Do you have a fantasy, Carter?”
“Fucking you in this room.”
I chuckled in his ear. “What if I told you I plan to let you fuck me tonight?”
His cock jumped in my hands. “Liv…”
“But first, I want you to surrender. Tell me your fantasies, Carter.”
His eyes creaked open again, locking on the people inside the room. One of the men was sliding his cock between Cami’s feet while the other watched her give him head.
“I… I don’t know,” Carter panted.
“Sure, you do. What do you search when you watch porn?”
He wet his lips when I started stroking him in a smoother rhythm, his breath short. “Uh…”
“You don’t have to be embarrassed. Name one thing.”
“Deep throat.”
I smirked against his shoulder. “Mmm… does it turn you on to think about fucking my throat, Rook?”
“Fuck yes.”
“You want me to gag a little, to choke on it?”
I asked the words as I licked along his neck and pumped him faster, and Carter groaned, his hips moving to fuck my hand. “Liv…”
“Watch how they do it,” I said softly, still stroking him. Any time I thought he might be close to coming, I slowed down to a torturous pace. “Do you like how he grabs her hair like that, how she relinquishes control to him? She likes it, too. She feels safe to let go. She doesn’t have to think. He’s leading.”
Carter hummed and watched, his jaw tight.
“What else?”
He panted, licking his lips like he wasn’t sure he could say. “Sex slave.”
That made me pause.
“You… want one, or?”
“I want to be one.”
Fuck.
I didn’t expect that answer, and I definitely didn’t expect the way I would react to hearing it. My nipples hardened beneath my lingerie, thighs clenching at the thought of Carter bound and gagged and at my service.
“I don’t know. I just feel like it’d be really fucking hot to be completely at someone’s mercy, but in a safe way, like I do any and everything they tell me to for a weekend, but obviously if I really want out, I can get out.”
Inside the room, the men were fucking Cami now. She was seated in the lap of one while the other leaned over them and lined up to fuck her anally. Carter’s eyes widened when the man slid inside, when Cami cried out and pretended like she wanted them to stop. She didn’t utter a safe word, but rather played into the scene beautifully.
I started slowly stroking Carter again. “Is that why you like when I tell you what to do?” I murmured in his ear. “You like when I give you direction.”
“Yes.”
“You like when I use you to make me come.”
“God, yes.”
“Filthy fucking boy,” I hissed, squeezing his cock a little harder. “My little pet. So hard for me, so desperate. I should make you get on your knees right now.”
“Yes,” he moaned.
“You like when I humiliate you, too, don’t you? When I make you come fast.”
He whimpered, flexing into my hand and begging me for more.
“Desperate little thing. You want to come right now, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Do it.”
I released him, taking his hand and wrapping it around his cock, instead.
“Watch them, think of me, fuck your hand, and come.”
Carter bit his bottom lip, his eyes on the room where Cami was getting double penetrated. I heard him groan when the first man came in her ass, when he slowed and pulled out and they all watched the cum leak out of her. But then they were right back to it, the man she was riding pulling out and rolling over until he could fuck her mouth. He did so until he found his release, and Cami played with herself the entire time, finding hers right as he finished.
Carter stroked himself, his large hand covering his cock and sliding from tip to base and back again. He worked slow at first, picking up his pace as he watched the scene unfold.
But he didn’t come watching them.
Instead, right when I knew he was close, his gaze swung to me.
He kept those warm eyes on mine, his lids heavy, lips parted as he stroked and flexed. He let that gaze trail over the length of me before he caught my eyes once more. And then he shuddered and groaned and came, his release painting the two-way mirror, and his eyes locked on mine.