Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 133034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 665(@200wpm)___ 532(@250wpm)___ 443(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 665(@200wpm)___ 532(@250wpm)___ 443(@300wpm)
She was my one in a fucking thousand… the one in my fucking forever…
But I was just one of her thousand fucks, and nothing more.
Whatever, Connor. What the fuck ever.
The feuds around him get more and more heated and the fans get more and more fired up as they argue about him, trolls burning up their keyboards. The firepits of Hell are based across the Atlantic now, far away from me here in London. Damn, I’m grateful for the distance.
My shit of an ex has managed to piss off three other celebrity friends of his on the Hollywood circuit. Bitched at Katie Del Francis some more during a late-night rant video, and a member of the press is suing him for damages after he shoved them away from his tour bus and gave them the middle finger. Camera wrecked apparently. Go, Connor. And go life, for letting me and Josh carry on just fine.
We are chilling in bed with just two more days of recovery time left when he pulls me close to him with a glint of pure lust in his eyes.
“Time to make the most of the exclusivity, baby. I’ll be sharing your delicious cunt with clients again in forty-eight hours.”
“Just like I’ll be sharing your delicious cock.”
I squeeze his rock-hard dick, then run my thumb up and down the barbells. He’s already dripping. My pussy has long recovered, my legs spreading in welcome as he climbs on top. He spears me slowly, teasing so bad it makes me moan.
“Who have you got first?” he asks.
“Dunno.” I shrug. “Haven’t bothered looking yet.”
“Sure. Yeah.” He nudges his dick deep. “Don’t pretend you haven’t been checking it out. Your needy cunt is desperate for some new flavours. You must know your client bookings by heart.”
I nudge right back at him and look my boyfriend in the eyes, raising my arms above my head. He pins my wrists with his hands, just how I like it.
“So must you. You’re the calendar king.” I arch my back as best I can under his weight. “And I love it. All of it. You know it drives me crazy to hear about your filthy fun.”
“We are twin souls, aren’t we? Filthy twin flames. I can’t wait until you come home dripping with cum again. Used up like a dirty bitch who’s been fucking her heart out.”
I tense around his dick, wrapping my legs around his waist so he can fuck me deep. I want to feel his balls slapping. I want to hear him groan.
“Twin souls,” I say. “I want to see your raw ass, Josh. I want to lap up the leftovers of your filthy games. I want to suck your cock clean when it’s nice and dirty. I want to taste other girls’ cunts on your filthy mouth.”
“Tell me who’s first in the diary,” he says, slamming my cunt deep. “Did you miss them? Are you gagging for some playtime with a regular?” He pauses, eyes hooded. “Or is it someone new? Maybe a whole gang of them? So much cum for me to clean up.”
I grin as I answer him, because yes, I have been missing the client next on my menu.
“It’s Daddy,” I tell my boyfriend. “I get to see my dirty daddy. Finally.”
“He’ll have missed his little girl.”
“I hope so.”
I picture the drive to Daddy’s house in Wrenshaw. How dirty it will feel to walk home in my pigtails and cute little school uniform. I can’t wait to see him.
“How about you?” I ask Josh. “Who’s up first? Tell me.”
“It’s confidential.” He smirks, picking up pace as he pounds me.
“Come on, tease. Tell me. I want all the gory details.”
“They will be gory, baby. I’ve got my filthy sub from Brixton, and I know he’ll be pining for me. Needy little fucker.”
I know this one of his. A hardcore client, who needs his hardcorer. The guy is a mega pain slut. Takes Josh’s dick once Josh has already got his fist in his sloppy, lubed up asshole. This guy’s cock and balls are always bound so tight they end up the colour of my tits when he’s spent.
He bleeds. A lot.
It always makes me wide-eyed when Josh comes home with a blood-soaked cock and a deviant grin on his face. I love him like that.
“Can’t wait,” I say.
“Yeah, I know. Dirty girl.” Josh is fierce as he pulls out of my pussy and flips me over. He doesn’t offer any lube as he shunts his way into my dry ass, one barbell at a time. “I’m going to make up for lost time with him. Holy fuck, how I’m going to make him take it.”
“Show me. Give me a taster.”
I can’t take Josh’s fist and his cock in my ass at the same time. I never get past the knuckles. But Josh pushes me to a stretch, forcing in four fingers along with his cock until I’m a moaning slut.