Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 54899 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54899 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
“So greedy,” I growl again, and she practically purrs her agreement.
She’s not ashamed of her wanton desire for me. She never has been.
My kitten is boldly sensual. She knows exactly what she wants, and I’m all too eager to fulfil her every carnal wish.
I rock into her gently, and she squirms. I nip at her breasts in rebuke.
“I’m in charge now. Be a good girl and take my cock nice and slow.”
She whimpers and softens beneath me. I reward her with a soft bite on her nipple, and her head tips back on a moan.
“More,” she pants. “Make me hurt.”
I oblige her, tormenting her breasts with tongue and teeth. Her inner muscles clamp down on me, and I see stars.
If I hadn’t come in her mouth only minutes ago, I’d spill my cum inside her right now.
But I want this to last for her. I want her to feel good.
I release her wrists and arrange her legs so that the backs of her thighs rest on my shoulders. She’s spread wide for me, pinned by my weight and utterly helpless to resist me.
Her fingernails dig into my back.
I thrust, and she cries out.
I still. “Did I hurt you?”
“No. So good. Don’t stop.”
I draw almost all the way out and then push in to the hilt. Her eyes roll back.
“You’re so deep. Your cock feels so good inside me.”
She’s said similar dirty words when we’ve mutually masturbated over video calls, but actually being together like this is greater ecstasy than I ever could’ve imagined.
We fit together perfectly.
I growl and thrust harder.
“Yes,” she moans. “More.”
I pump my hips, claiming her in long, harsh strokes that rock her lithe body. At the same time, I trace her delicate features with reverence, imprinting this moment into my memories. Her lips are parted, her eyes wide and trusting.
“Kiss me.”
I’ve never been able to deny her anything. My mouth descends on hers, and she claims me in return. I fuck her with my tongue, mirroring the way I’m driving into her cunt with my cock.
I devour her delicate whimpers, relishing the way they deepen into low groans. Her pussy tightens around me, and I know she’s close.
I take her faster. Harder. Deeper.
I don’t know where I end and she begins. We’re two halves of one whole, finally united in the closest way possible.
I want to linger in this moment forever, but when she cries out into my mouth, I come undone. Her cunt milks my cock, fluttering around me in an irresistible rhythm.
I kiss her deeply as we come together, perfectly in sync.
As we both float down from our high, the aftershocks of her pleasure make her inner muscles ripple. The sensation torments my softening cock, but I don’t withdraw from her. I stay seated firmly inside her, unwilling to be parted for even a moment.
She seems content to remain pinned beneath me, limp and utterly sated.
I become aware that the position must be uncomfortable for her, so I reluctantly pull back to allow her to lower her legs.
She whines in protest, and I shush her with another slow kiss. She wraps her arms around me and holds on tight, like she never wants to let me go.
I can’t let her go.
I’ll keep her by my side, no matter what it takes.
I know it’s time to do something she won’t like. I can only hope she won’t realize what I’ve done.
I tuck her body in front of mine, and she snuggles into me. The feel of her pert ass pressing against my cock is almost hot enough to make me hard again, but my apprehension over what will happen next is more powerful than my budding lust.
I open the nightstand drawer and grab the bottle of massage oil.
“You don’t have to give me a massage,” she says, voice low and husky in the wake of her orgasm. “Just hold me.”
“I want to touch you,” I murmur against her shoulder, nuzzling her hair back to expose her creamy skin.
She lets out a happy sigh and compliantly rolls onto her front to give me better access.
I warm the oil between my palms and start to work the tension out of her neck and shoulders. She melts beneath my hands, her eyes sliding closed on a low groan of satisfaction.
My dick pulses despite my worry over what I’m about to do to her.
I can’t lose her, I reason.
I won’t allow anyone to separate us. Not ever.
Ensuring her eyes are still closed, I reach into the open drawer and retrieve what I need: a syringe.
I start alternating kneading her shoulders with my hands and scraping then with my teeth, giving her little bites to lull her into accepting light pain without overthinking it.
Then I slip the needle in.
Her eyes open.
Fuck!
I trap her in place with my other hand on her nape and inject the drugs.