Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 91238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91238 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
“Don’t you have things to do? Shouldn’t you be spending the next ten hours in the gym or something?”
“Nothing’s more important than this.”
“I don’t know. If you’re going to keep up that shredded bod, you probably should get to it.”
“I’ll work out when we’re finished here.”
“Great, let’s call it a day— ah, shit.” He pins my wrists up above my head, staring into my eyes.
“Don’t rush me, tesorina,” he says and the reprimand in his tone both pisses me off and makes me drip down my thigh.
“Or you’re going to what?” I challenge, breathing hard, lips parted.
“I’ll spank you raw, my love. Would you like to find out?”
“Spank me? You don’t get to touch me like that.”
“Sounds like a challenge.” He moves back and I think I’ve won, but he drags me forward by my wrist. His grip is iron and I can’t do much more than fall forward into his lap, squirming to try to get out of the way, but it’s too late. He yanks down my tights and my underwear, exposing my bare ass.
“Don’t you dare,” I gasp as he brings his palm down hard.
I arch my back, sucking in air. Getting spanked hurts like hell but there’s another feeling ripping into my core. It’s the way he’s holding me down with ease, the confidence with which he spanks me hard, and the way his hard cock’s pulsing under my stomach as he rubs my aching and stinging skin.
“There you go,” he says and his voice sounds strangled. “Tell me you didn’t enjoy that.”
“I absolutely did not.”
“Then why aren’t you trying to escape? No, don’t bother now, it’s way too late for that.” He spanks me again and his other hand grips my hair. “Just admit you like when I touch you.”
“Okay, fine, I admit that I like it when you touch me. Is that such a surprise?”
“Honestly, I didn’t think you’d say it.”
“Just because I like it when you touch me doesn’t mean I want to be around you more than I have to be.” He laughs gently and spanks me again. This time, it’s freaking hard, and it hurts like hell. “You fucking—”
Before I can finish, his finger slides between my legs. I didn’t know I was so wet, but holy shit, I’m absolutely soaked as he starts to tease my pussy. I moan, raising my ass to give him a better angle, as he rolls his fingers all around, rubs my clit, slips them inside and fucks me, before bringing them back out again.
“Sorry, what were you saying?” he asks. I should be pissed off at how amused he sounds, but I’m too busy nearly coming to think straight.
“I think I was telling you to quit talking and finish me off.”
“Dirty fucking girl,” he chides and spanks me again. I moan, ass wiggling in the air. He gives me what I want though and his fingers plunge inside again.
“Don’t stop,” I gasp as he fills me.
“I don’t think I can do this again.” He leans down, gripping my hair tighter.
“What are you talking about? Just keep going. I’m so close.” Pleasure’s blowing up all along my spine and my core’s starting to clench, but his fingers suddenly disappear and he moves out from under me.
I gasp, shocked and a little confused, but he’s undressing me, kissing my chest, my nipples, my hips. Once my tights and underwear are completely off, he’s yanking down his own joggers, his cock so hard it’s throbbing. A drop of precum glistens on his tip and he drags me into his lap, making me straddle him.
“I’m a selfish fucking bastard,” he whispers, kissing my neck before finding my mouth. His tongue laps against mine. “I’m a hungry, needy motherfucker, and I can’t keep doing this.”
“Doing what?” I stare at him, heart racing. My shirt’s pulled up over my breasts and my nipples are aching with need. My dripping, bare pussy is inches from his cock. And somewhere, in some distant, dumb part of my head, I’m aware that this is going too far and I’m making a mistake, but I want him. I want him so badly, I can’t stop.
“I want to make you come every second you’re around, but I also need you too.” He moves his tip until he’s against my pussy. “I need to fuck you, Allegra.”
“We both know you shouldn’t.”
“You’re my wife. Arguably, this is our only job.”
“I’d love to hear someone make that argument.”
“Move your hips. Arch your back just a little bit.” His tip is right there, warm and thick. I want him inside of me. My brain’s pulsing with want. “I want you, Allegra.”
“What happens after? You finally get what you want and then you ghost me again?”
“No.” He grips my hips but he doesn’t push me down. Only holds me there, inches from heaven. “Never again.”