Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 97865 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 489(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97865 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 489(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
Me: Come to your bedroom.
I throw my phone, accidentally hitting the light on his nightstand. “Breathe, Fay.” Inhaling a slow, deep breath, I settle into a kneeling position at the end of his bed. It feels like an eternity, but a minute later, the door opens, and Theo walks in. His eyes scan the room until he spots me on his bed.
“What is this?” His voice is husky, and his eyes roam every inch of my body.
“Your birthday present.”
“But my birthday isn’t until next week.”
My eyes stay on his. My breathing is steady even though my heart is pounding out of my chest. “You’ve been a good boy. I thought I would give it to you early.”
He walks in and stops at the end of the bed. “Are you gifting yourself to me, Fay?”
“I am.”
He raises his arm and extends his hand, a finger grazing the ribbon along my breastbone. “I thought I already had you?”
“Not all of me.” His gaze darkens. I fight against my nerves as excitement and fear race through my body. I’m going to mess this all up. There’s no doubt in my mind that Theo has been holding back with me. A man of his stature and power, I know he craves more. The intensity between us is on a level I’ve never experienced before, but I’ve always sensed a fire inside him that he’s yet to show me. A beast that wants to take me and destroy me in the most delicious way.
I part my lips. His eyes fall to my mouth as I wet my bottom lip. “I’m all yours to do with as you please. You call the shots. Make me beg and plead while you take everything you want.”
His fingers work up my breastbone and clamp around my neck. His grip tightens, his thumb pressing against my vein. “Are you sure about that?” He’s asking because he can feel my pulse racing.
I slide off the bed and kneel at his feet. He stares down at me. Slowly, I undo his pants, and his cock springs free from his slacks. “Don’t be gentle with me,” I murmur.
He steps forward, pressing the crown of his cock against my lips, and I open wide for him. “Oh, I don’t plan to be.” I stick my tongue out and lick the tip of him. Without warning, he pushes forward, and I take him fully into my mouth. I relax my throat and breathe out of my nose so I don’t gag.
He reaches out and caresses my throat. “You look beautiful like this. My cock in your mouth. I wonder what you’ll look like after I fuck it, my cum streaming down your chin.”
He slides into my mouth. I suck on him while my tongue glides up and down his shaft. His words turn me on, and I can feel myself soaking the thin ribbon covering my sex.
“Am I too much for you, naughty girl?” he hums, pulling out and thrusting back. I take him deeper, his subtle grunts telling me I’m doing good, so I work him faster. “So hungry,” he grunts, thrusting forward. His grip around my throat tightens. “Is this what you want? Me to feed you, naughty girl?” He picks up speed, grabbing my hair to keep me from moving. As if that would happen. “Open up wider, baby.” He holds my throat as his cock jerks, and the warmth of his orgasm shoots down my throat.
I do my best to swallow all of him, but some slips past and drips down my chin. He pulls out, gazing at me. “Look at the beautiful mess I’ve made.” He presses a finger into the mixture, coating his finger and drawing a line between my breasts. “You look like an angel like this.” He steps back and slowly begins to undress. My sex is swollen with need. He’s still hard, and I need him inside me. When he’s completely naked, I stare up at him and wait for his next demand. He takes his time, teasing me. “I like you like this. I can do anything I want to you. And you would let me, wouldn’t you?”
I’m not sure I can talk. My emotions are running wild. But he’s right. I would let him do anything. Ungodly things just to get him inside me. A wicked smile spreads across his face.
“I know, naughty girl. You want to play too. Not yet. Up on the bed. Kneel for me, angel.” I get to my feet and crawl onto the bed, positioning myself as requested. My eyes follow him as he walks to his nightstand. He retrieves something, and my curiosity spikes. I stare at the objects in his hands when he’s in front of me. “Do you know what these are?”
I nod. “I’ve seen them but never used them before.”