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)
I close my eyes as he pulls me back against him, sliding his finger out from beneath the cloth and using it to tease my clit. I sink against him and let my eyes drift closed. I don't want to come again, but he makes me, anyway.
At least this time, he only makes me come once.
I'm dazed and sleepy as hell by the time he finishes cleaning me.
My eyes close as he grabs the conditioner and works it into my hair, then he moves me to stand behind him so he can make quick work of cleaning himself.
Now that we've been so intimately connected and it wasn't like at my professor's house, I let myself look at him. I watch him take his cock in his hand and clean it. I watch the lather as he drags the cloth over the ridges of his abdominal muscles and over his firm pecs.
His gaze meets mine as he lifts his arms and continues soaping himself up, but this time, I don't look away.
Maybe it's all the orgasms, but something feels disconnected in my brain. It's like he rewired something, made me feel like... I want him.
Because I do strangely feel in this moment like I want him.
Once he's done showering, he pulls me back under the spray and rinses all the conditioner out of my hair. It makes the floor slick, so he takes my hand as he leads me out of the shower.
The cool air hits my skin and some of the fog clears. Reality begins to trickle back in, but I kind of don't want it.
"Here you go."
I look up as Silvan hands me a fluffy towel. "Thank you," I say softly.
We dry off and he gives me a toothbrush so I can brush my teeth. I wait for him to give me clothes since he assured me he had some here for me, but he doesn't. He takes my hand, flicks off the bathroom light, and drags me into the dark bedroom completely naked.
Since I can't see anything, I have to rely on him to lead me. I stay close and wait for him to stop.
"On the bed," he commands.
I'm relieved when I put my hand down on soft bedding. At least if I'm on the bed, I know I won't trip over anything.
My hands and knees sink into a lush fur blanket as I crawl across the bed. I don't crawl far because I'm not sure how big his bed is, and I don't want to fall off.
He climbs on behind me, planting his hands on my ass and pushing on my back until I lower myself so my tits are on the bed, but my ass is still up in the air.
Running his hand over my ass, he murmurs, "Fuck, I want to take you again."
"Please don't," I say softly. I don't know if my pussy can take another pounding right now.
I'm still a little confused by how I felt watching him in the shower, but now that we've emerged from the steamy, confusing shower stall, my head feels slightly clearer.
I just know there's not much I can do if he wants to fuck me again. I'm naked in his bed. He'll do what he wants with me.
He pushes my face into the mattress. My heart slams because I'm afraid that means he's going to do it, anyway, but I don't fight him.
His hands roam over my ass, massaging and squeezing my flesh.
"I can't get enough of you. You know that? I don't know what it is about you. I'd sleep inside you if I could."
Despite his words, he lets go of my ass and the bed dips as he crashes down on the mattress. He grabs me, pulling me over so I'm snuggled up against his body.
"I should probably let you get some sleep before we go another round, hm?"
I nod even though it's dark and I'm sure he can't see me. He can hear the pillow rustling beneath my head, and he knew my answer before he asked the question.
It's a strange new world as I lie here in his bed after having had him inside me twice tonight. I'm not a virgin anymore. He took my virginity with a vengeance, but at least I have the time in the shower to cushion the brutality of that initial claiming.
I shiver thinking about how scared I felt when I walked in that room and he was there.
"Are you cold?" He grabs the soft lined fur blanket and pulls it up over me, settling it around my back and shoulders. My front is already warm from being pressed against his chest.
"Thank you," I murmur.
In the dark, I can make out his little smile. He leans in to press a soft kiss to the corner of my mouth. "Of course. You're my girl. I'll always take care of you."