Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24005 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
“Fuck you’re nasty,” he growls beneath his breath. “How’d I get a girl like you as my babysitter?”
But I can’t answer because I’m almost panting now from the ache between my legs, and I’m barely able to stop myself from begging him to take me here and now. Instead, I crane my head to look at him over one shoulder and gasp, “Tommy wasn’t my boyfriend, I swear.” It’s barely a whisper, and I know that Mr. Aston doesn’t care, but somehow, I still want to reiterate that fact.
Morgan merely pushes my skirt up even higher, and I hear him groan as he rubs his thumb against my back door. I shriek a bit, my pleats clenching, but he spits on the dark hole and then rubs my anus again.
“Yeah, you fucking like it,” he snarls before pressing his finger against the tight drum. I shriek again, but this time it’s from pleasure. It’s so wrong to have an older man touching me like this, but the sudden gush of nectar from my pussy is my body’s true answer.
Suddenly, with a pop, my bottom opens and Morgan’s finger slides into my back door. My eyes go wide and I’m totally still for a moment.
“Oh!” I pant. “Oh!”
Morgan lets out a pleased growl and worms his finger even deeper into my behind.
“Fuck you’re tight,” he rasps, wiggling the digit a bit. “So fucking young too.”
I can’t believe this is happening, but as if of its own accord, my bottom squeezes, clenching around his finger sensuously. A harsh growl escapes from his lips and Morgan spits again on my bottom hole again.
“You want it don’t you?” he groans. “Goddamn, what a dirty nympho.”
Then, he pops his finger out and spins me around again so that I’m facing him, before crashing his lips against mine in a soul-devouring kiss. Morgan’s lips move ruthlessly over my own, demanding entrance, and my pout parts helplessly as he sweeps his tongue into my mouth.
“Mmm,” I purr with pleasure. “Oh yes!”
I can feel the powerful lawyer’s hard length pressing against my core, and his size is a bit intimidating. I haven’t seen him yet, but I can already sense that this man is huge and I’m about to be destroyed. OMG, am I up for this?
But I want the lawyer more than anything now, and mewl against his mouth.
“Oh please, Mr. Aston,” I beg while grinding myself against his hardness. “I need you.”
He merely deepens the kiss while pulling me even closer against his muscular frame. I’m almost plastered against him now and it’s like being up against a hard, firm, solid wall of rock. One of his big hands kneads my left breast while the other is under my skirt groping at my ass, and my arms snake around his neck as I breathlessly hump him unashamedly.
He chuckles harshly.
“Fuck, baby does need it,” he rasps. “But first, I need to see all of you.” Then, he literally seizes my dress in two hands and yanks it open, pulling it apart. Material tears and I gasp in total shock as the fabric splits in two, leaving me nude beneath. My breasts are huge, the nipples pink and stiff already. My slit glistens wetly, the clit already so huge that it peeks out from between my swollen lips, and then like a true slut, I squat a bit and slip one hand between us to spread my pussy folds.
“Here it is,” I coo. “Put it in here, big guy.”
“Fuck,” he rasps, unable to tear his eyes from my obscene gesture. “Said like a true slut.”
Then it happens. His cock is out so fast that I don’t get a chance to really see it, and I think it’s for a reason because in the next second, the older man’s pushing at my small hole as my eyes widen in shock.
“You’re huge!” I gasp, clutching at his upper arms. “I don’t know if I can!”
He merely soothes me with a kiss before trailing his tongue down my neck.
“You can, baby girl,” he growls. “You’re still in high school. You’re young, so you’ll stretch. Now just relax,” he hisses.
I close my eyes and try to focus on relaxing but he’s just so big! The pressure is intense and a small groan erupts from my throat as he increases the force, slowly easing inside.
“Ohhhhh,” I moan breathlessly, my head falling back from the burn. “Oh shit!”
He growls against my neck once again.
“You’re doing great, sweetheart,” he says. “Just a little further.”
At that moment, I look down and see that he’s not even halfway in me. Instead, there’s at least five inches of that massive club to go, and my pussy lips are stretched so thin around his girth that they look like rubber bands. But Morgan helps me then. He reaches one big hand down to fondle my clit while licking at one of my nipples.