Total pages in book: 139
Estimated words: 134133 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 671(@200wpm)___ 537(@250wpm)___ 447(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 134133 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 671(@200wpm)___ 537(@250wpm)___ 447(@300wpm)
My pussy aches and throbs around his hard length, but after a moment, the pain becomes more of an intense discomfort.
It's a wild feeling to be so full of his cock. I’ve never felt anything like it. I’ve touched myself before, of course, but my finger did not remotely prepare me for this.
“I need to move, baby.”
His voice sounds strained like I’m not the only one feeling discomfort right now.
I bite my lip, nodding and sliding my hands around his neck as he adjusts his hold on me. My pussy burns, but I don’t stop him as he pulls almost all the way out and then pushes his cock back inside me.
Silvan groans and kisses my neck, murmuring against it, “That’s it. Take it, baby. You're doing so fucking good."
I don't know if I am or not. My body still rejects him, making it tight as fuck every time he pushes back into me. I can see the strain in the corded muscles along his neck each time he shoves in.
The intense discomfort is fading, though, my body giving a little to accommodate the intrusion. It's still a foreign feeling to have his cock filling me up like this, but as it gets easier to take him, the friction of him moving inside me starts to make breathing harder for a whole different reason.
I don't want to come. I really don't. After he weaponized orgasms against me earlier, I'm terrified he won't stop until I feel like I'm going out of my mind, but the inevitability starts settling around me as my heart pounds and my tummy muscles tighten, the building sensation in my pussy starting to feel so good. I let go of his shoulder with one hand to hold onto the wall behind me, tipping my head back and closing my eyes.
Silvan shifts his hold slightly to accommodate this new position, holding me against the wall by my ass, and starts thrusting into me again with more force.
One hand moves from my ass to my breast, squeezing it and pinching my nipple until I cry out. Pleasure and pain tingle through me as he moves roughly inside my sore pussy, but maybe I’m sick, because my body wants more of it.
“Harder,” I say breathlessly.
Silvan growls, his hot breath gusting across my tits, making my nipples pebble. I whimper as he draws back and drives into me again, harder and faster than before. “Fuck, you’re perfect,” he rumbles, his fingers biting into me and probably leaving bruises as he holds me tight and pounds into my sore pussy.
Oh, god.
My body is on fire, and it's not because of the hot water. His thick cock rubs against my walls, hitting something deep inside that makes me feel hot all over. And desperate, so desperate.
Silvan moves faster, grunting and pummeling my pussy until I can't hold on anymore. I cry out as pleasure erupts inside me, releasing the shower wall and clinging to him as rapture ripples through my system. I feel the shaking in my thighs, the trembling in my whole body, and then all I feel is shattering ecstasy. Pure fucking pleasure.
My limbs go weak. I can’t hold myself up anymore, but Silvan’s strong arms hold me up easily. He's still fucking me, holding my ass and forcing his cock deep as my pussy convulses and squeezes him.
He groans as he shoves deep and I feel a jet of warmth as he pumps me full of his cum.
In the aftermath, he leans us against the shower wall, bracing one arm on the cool gray tile and resting his head against my left tit. I try to let myself down so he doesn't have to hold me up anymore, but when I try, his fingers bite into me and though he doesn't verbally tell me to stop, I do.
He holds me there, holds himself inside me even though he's finished. Once he's recovered, he finally pulls his cock out, but even then, he seems a little reluctant.
My limbs feel hollow when he finally lets me down. He holds me until he's sure I can stand on my own two feet, then he drops his hands, but still lingers close to me.
I don't know what to say or do. My heart is still beating faster than it should be. My pussy feels his absence, a feeling of hollowness that was never there before he forced his way inside me.
He made space for himself, and now... it feels strange not to have him there.
I shake it off, knowing this strange feeling will pass.
It has to.
Chapter twenty-four
Sophie
As the fuzziness of being thoroughly fucked begins to wear off, Silvan—now satisfied—returns to worshiping me.
He stands behind me again with my body pulled close. He lathers up a white washcloth and works his strong hands all over my body. He cleans my tits, squeezing and enjoying them a bit as he does. He washes my stomach, then lets his cloth-covered hand slip between my thighs.