Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21174 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21174 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
I was drowning, and this woman saved me. I have a reason to fight. She’s given me a reason to want more than the blackness of night. She’s given me hope. For the first time in a long time, I don’t long for the stillness of night but crave the sun's warmth.
I kiss her as if her lips are my only lifeline to sanity, to humanity. My hands glide over her curves, skimming the hills and valleys of her body before I meet her bound hands. My fingers move through the knots as I undo them. I want her free. I crave her touch.
Her arms fall around me, and she embraces me. Her hips move to meet mine. Sharp nails dig at my back, letting me know the pleasure I’m giving her. I welcome the pain because it’s no longer about the torture of feeling something. With her, it’s about learning to live.
A groan slips from my lips as I spill into her, claiming her as mine.
“I never knew sex could be like that,” she whispers against my lips.
My lips brush the tip of her nose as I move down her body. My cock is still deep in her sweet pussy. I pull out of her slowly, bending down. My cum slips out of her slowly. I move it back into her cunt before spreading a small dollop on her sweet clit. “Keep your legs up. I don’t want a drop of my cum to fall out of your pussy.”
White liquid peeks out of her cunt, and the dildo’s still lodged up her thick ass as I undo the spreader bar at her knees. Releasing her legs from their restraints, I push them toward her head. “Grab on to your ankles and keep your ass elevated.
She does as I ask without complaint. Her succulent pussy presented to me like a gourmet meal. Like an animal, I barrel down on her cunt, my lips closing around her hole as I lick our juices into my mouth as if it’s the elixir of life.
“Fuckin’ delicious,” I mumble into her cunt as I gorge on her, taking us in.
I suck at her sweet hole and lick my way up to her clit, placing two fingers in her pussy and pressing on her G-spot. Her body trembles, telling me she’s close, so close. My hand roams to her lower abdomen, and I push down.
“What are you doing, Alexie? I’m- I’m going to pee. Stop, stop. I have to pee.”
I ignore her demands, knowing she’ll blow, releasing liquid from her cunt, but it won’t be urine. I chuckle, ensuring my tongue doesn’t move from her sweet spot. My fingers and hand apply pressure at their stations as her hips buck, and she drenches my face.
“That’s a good girl, giving Daddy your sweet juice to quench his thirst.”
12
MIA
“Drink,” Alexie demands, holding an open bottle of water to my lips.
“I’m not thirsty.”
“It doesn’t matter if you’re thirsty. Drink.”
I turn my head away, frustrated at the bossy nature of this man.
He growls, yanking my hair back. My mouth opens to protest, and he spits the clear water from his mouth into mine. “The sex we have requires that you’re well cared for. That means you need food and water in your body. I won’t allow you to go hungry or be dehydrated, ever. You hear me? If I have to, I’ll tie you up again and force it down your throat. Now, you’re gonna be a good girl. Sit up, drink your water, and eat the food I’ve placed in front of you. If you decide to act out, I’ll take it out on your sexy little ass. I don’t want to punish you, Mia, but I will if it’s for your own good.”
This man is insufferable. My fingers claw into his arms, and he moans. My upper body rises, and I bring my face to his shoulders before I bite down. “You seem to forget that I bite back.”
Alexie’s humorless laugh echoes through the room. The sound is deranged. He grabs my throat, his thumb rubbing my hot skin. He’s warning me, letting me know that no matter how much I think I’m in charge, I’m nothing more than his prey.
His gray eyes appear sinister, and his smile looks lascivious. “You want it rough, baby doll? You want Daddy to show you what kind of monster he can be?” His eyes move down my body to my erect nipples, reacting to his words like some cheap hussy. Alexie smiles, and before I can say anything, he flips me around, holding me still.
I should tell him to stop, but foolishly I don’t.
He bends me over, holding my head toward the mattress. His fingers probe me to check how wet I am before he pounds his cock into me. His thrusts aren’t loving or gentle. They’re the thrusts of an animal, a man who doesn’t care about anything other than showing his brute dominance.