Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 133182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 666(@200wpm)___ 533(@250wpm)___ 444(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133182 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 666(@200wpm)___ 533(@250wpm)___ 444(@300wpm)
I want to scar her ass with my mark. I want her to know who she belongs to.
I also want to show the fucking world she’s mine. Mine for eternity and I’m never letting her go.
But I’d kill any motherfucker who looked at her.
That thought keeps me in check. That and biting her that hard right off the bat might kill any arousal she’s feeling.
Letting the water rinse her off, I rise to my feet.
If I could restrain myself, I’d carry her to bed and chain her up again.
But I can’t.
I’m too fucking gone.
Now that I’ve completely washed her and taken care of her, I can no longer hold the monster inside me back.
Sophia tries to turn around to face me, but I grab her by the hips and push her up against the wall.
Trapping her with my body, I slide my cock between her drenched thighs.
Breathing heavily, I can feel every single inch of my cock sliding across her perfect lips.
“James,” she moans, her breath ragged as she arches back toward my cock.
Reaching around her, I cup her tits and pinch her hard nipples, pulling them up. Rising slowly to her tiptoes, she keeps trying to impale herself on me, but I’m holding onto what little strength I have left and keeping my cock just out of reach.
“Why… please…” she groans.
“Not yet, brat,” I growl in her ear. “You should have been a good girl.”
“What?” she gasps.
“I told you I know what you need and now I’m going to prove it,” I say quietly before nipping at her earlobe.
I keep pinching her nipples harder and harder until she squeaks out, “Fuck.”
Then I let go.
As she lowers back down, I slide my right hand down and rub it across her soft skin.
“This belly is going to look so good when it gets big and round from my baby,” I murmur. “So fucking sexy when you’re swelling with my child.”
Groaning, Sophia rocks her hips back against my pulsing shaft.
Is she doing it because of what I’m doing to her? Or is it because she wants to be knocked up with my baby?
I’m choosing both.
Keeping my left hand on her breast, I alternate between pinching and soothing her nipple. I don’t want her to find a break. I want her suffering sensory overload.
My right hand doesn’t stay idle either. I slide it down and begin rubbing circles over her clit. Slow and steady is the goal. I want to torture her a bit and give her a taste of what she does to me.
My cock is practically dripping a steady stream of precum between her thighs, though.
I’m torturing myself just much as I’m torturing her.
But fuck… I’ve been suffering for months. A few more minutes isn’t going to make much of a difference now. I’ve got so much cum built up inside me, it’s going to take more than one bout of shower sex to help me find any real relief.
I’m going to have to fuck her nonstop for the next year, at least.
And even that might not be enough.
When we’re old and withering away in some old geezer home down in Florida, they’ll probably find us long gone with my old man cock buried inside her.
And a big fucking smile on my face.
Moaning in one long sensuous breath, she slows her hips as if she’s trying to regain some type of control.
Fuck that.
“No, no, no,” I whisper in her ear.
She’s fighting to take control from me. I can feel it in the way she’s pushing back on me. She’s trying to break away from the collar I’m slowly wrapping around that pretty little neck.
“Please, James, don’t tease me,” she begs quietly.
Continuing to rub her clit, I lick at the side of her neck and nip little bites all over her skin.
“Do you want my cock inside you, Sophia?” I ask.
“Yes,” she says with a moan and thrusts her juicy ass cheeks hard against my hips.
“Beg me for it,” I tell her and gently slap her clit.
Squeaking, she bucks hard against me. “James!”
I slap her clit again and tug on her nipple.
“I said beg me for it, Sophia,” I growl.
There’s only two ways my little bratty Sophia can respond now. Either she’s going to freak the fuck out or she’s going to realize I know her dark little secret.
“Shit!” Sophia groans, shuddering against me.
Her ass is slamming back against my hips, but since my cock isn’t inside her, she’s just rubbing her pussy lips across me in frustration.
“Beg for it, Sophia,” I repeat, not backing down from this.
She needs to understand I’m in control now.
In control of everything.
Her body.
Her life.
Her fate.
And she needs me just as much as I need her.
No more fucking games.
She will accept this.
Leaning forward, I push her hard into the wall. The fingers on my left hand alternating between rubbing her sensitive clit and dishing out small slaps.