Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 65189 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65189 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 326(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
“Look at me,” Lucas commanded. “I want to see your face as you come for me.”
With monumental effort, I forced my eyes open, meeting his gaze as pleasure pulsed through my body. Lucas watched me intently, drinking in every gasp and shudder.
“Beautiful,” he murmured. “Such a good girl, coming so prettily for me.”
His fingers continued to work between my legs, drawing out my climax until I was trembling and oversensitive. Only then did he withdraw his hand, bringing his glistening fingers to my lips.
“Taste this little cunt, my sweet, gorgeous whore,” he demanded.
I sobbed with shame and need. I tasted. The heady flavor made me feel even further away from my body, and yet every sensation seemed to reach me in my distant galaxy with crystal clarity.
Lucas watched with hungry eyes as I licked my own arousal from his fingers. A low growl rumbled in his chest, his gaze darkening with lust.
“Good girl,” he purred. “Now it’s time for your reward.”
He straightened up, towering over me as his hands moved to his belt buckle. I watched, transfixed, as he unfastened his trousers and pushed them down along with his boxer briefs. His cock sprang free, long and thick and proudly erect.
I couldn’t help the small gasp that escaped my lips at the sight of it. Lucas was massive, intimidatingly so. The head of his cock glistened with pre-cum, a testament to his arousal.
“Like what you see, ma chère?” Lucas asked, a hint of amusement in his tone.
I nodded mutely, unable to tear my eyes away from his impressive manhood. Lucas chuckled darkly as he stroked himself slowly.
“This is all for you,” he murmured. “All because of how deliciously fuckable you are.”
He moved between my spread legs, the blunt head of his cock nudging against my entrance. I tensed instinctively, suddenly very aware of my inexperience.
“Relax,” Lucas soothed, one large hand caressing my thigh. “I’ll make it good for you.”
He pressed forward slowly, stretching me open inch by exquisite inch. His hands gripped the backs of my knees firmly, and he spread my thighs until I thought he might break me apart.
I gasped as my sponsor’s enormous penis began to enter me, the thick head of his cock stretching me open. The sensation was overwhelming—a mix of pleasure and discomfort as my body adjusted to accommodate his impressive size.
“That’s it,” Lucas murmured encouragingly. “Take all of me, ma chère.”
He pushed forward slowly but steadily, filling me more completely than I’d ever imagined possible, opening me in every way to his dominance. I whimpered, my hands clutching the bedsheets as Lucas stretched me to my limits.
“So tight,” Lucas groaned, his eyes dark with lust. “Your sweet little cunt feels even better than I imagined.”
When he was finally fully sheathed inside me, he paused, allowing me a moment to adjust. I panted softly, feeling impossibly full. Lucas moved his right hand to cup my cheek, his thumb brushing away a stray tear.
“Alright?” he asked softly, a hint of genuine concern in his voice.
I nodded, unable to form words. The tender gesture, so at odds with his earlier roughness, made my heart clench in my chest.
Lucas moved his hand back to my knee, gripping me even tighter, as if in warning. Then he began to move inside me, withdrawing almost completely before thrusting back in. Each stroke sent sparks of pleasure radiating through my body. I moaned, my hips lifting to meet his thrusts instinctively.
“That’s my good girl,” Lucas purred. “Taking my cock so well. You were made for this, weren’t you? Made to be fucked.”
Lucas’ hips began to move faster, his thrusts becoming more forceful. I gasped at the intensity, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through my body. Each powerful stroke sent shockwaves of pleasure radiating outward from my pussy into my legs, my chest, the tips of my fingers.
“Oh, God,” I moaned, my head thrashing on the pillow. “It’s so much…”
Lucas growled low in his throat, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of my thighs as he spread me even wider. The new angle allowed him to penetrate me deeper still, hitting spots inside me I never knew existed.
“Take it all,” he commanded, his voice rough with exertion and arousal. “Every. Last. Inch.”
He punctuated each word with a sharp thrust, driving the air from my lungs. I cried out, my back arching off the bed as waves of pleasure crashed over me. The obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, mingling with our shared moans and gasps.
Lucas’ pace became relentless, his hips pistoning against me with almost bruising force. I could feel another orgasm building rapidly, coiling tight in my lower belly.
“Please,” I whimpered, beyond coherent thought. “Please, I’m so close…”
“Come for me,” Lucas growled. “Come on my cock like the good little whore you are.”
His crude words sent me over the edge. I screamed as my climax hit, my inner walls clamping around my sponsor’s driving hardness.