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)
Lucky for her, she's got a man who has no fucking problem playing the forceful bully for her. I slide a hand into her silky hair and fist it. "More. Kiss me like you fucking mean it, Sophie."
She already is, but she tries harder at my command, gets a little dirtier. She doesn't know how to please me or what I want, but when her tongue darts out and she licks me, my cock nearly rips through my pants.
"Fuck, Sophie." I pull her back by her hair.
She groans, just a little bit. I'm holding her head too tightly for her to move her head much, but she looks down so she can meet my gaze.
"Unbutton my pants."
"Silvan," she pleads, her cheeks flushing the prettiest fucking pink. "I'm sore."
Her voice is tentative, but I still don't buy she doesn't want me to fuck her. Maybe she's nervous about it because she knows it might hurt a little, but she knows her pussy can take it.
"You're gonna have to get used to it, baby." I release her hair and grab her neck so I can pull her in. "I plan to make this pussy sore pretty fucking regularly. It'll have to learn to take a beating."
She whimpers against my mouth when I claim hers, but the noise just makes me want her more. I keep a firm grip on her neck, but pull my other hand from her pussy so I can grab her hand and guide it to the button of my pants. With tentative fingers, she unbuttons my slacks, then unzips me without even being told.
That's my girl.
I shift her on my lap and reach down to free my cock, then I slide my hand under her ass and pull her forward, guiding my cock between her spread thighs.
"Silvan. Wait..."
She tries to pull back, but I tighten my grip and keep her pressed close as I push my cock into her. Her pussy is still so fucking tight, it takes some effort to breach her walls.
Sophie whimpers against my neck as I shove deeper.
"It's okay, baby," I tell her. Now that I'm inside her, I can bring a hand up to squeeze her tit through her soft green sweater. "You're such a good girl, you know that? I fucking love you." Her nipple hardens as I tease it, so I give it a rewarding tug and she gasps.
I force my cock all the way inside her and nearly black out from the fucking pleasure as her pussy squeezes me.
I close my eyes and take a second to regain my composure, then with a firm hand on her ass to keep her where I want her, I move my hips and start fucking her. She holds on tight as I draw back and slam my cock deep into her body. I'm too fucking greedy for her to start slow. I want every inch deep in her pussy, I want to feel her body stretching to fit me, hear her little noises moaned and whimpered close to my ear.
The way she's holding onto me makes this time feel intimate despite everything else. Her tits bounce as I fuck her and I can feel the tension in her body, hear the changing of her moans and whimpers as I pound into her.
"You like that, baby?" I growl, catching my breath. "You like how hard I'm pounding into that sweet pussy?"
She does, but she doesn't admit it.
I kiss the side of her head and murmur, "You want it harder?"
She doesn't say yes, but she doesn't say no, either.
I think my pretty girl likes to have her pussy battered, and I'm not one to not give my girl what she wants. So, I grab her hair and pull her off my lap, throwing her down on the seat of the limo. She gasps at the impact, but I'm between her spread thighs before she can even try to sit up.
I slide my hands up her smooth legs, then jam my cock back into her pussy. She cries out and arches against the seat, reaching overhead for something to hold onto, but there's nothing.
I lean down over her, bracing one hand on the edge of the seat. "Hold onto me."
Her gaze meets mine, but she averts it quickly.
She obeys nonetheless, her hands tentatively coming to rest on my sides as I slide deep into her sweet pussy.
Oh, fuck.
"You feel so fucking good, Sophie." I shove my free hand up under her shirt, palming her tit, then pinching her nipple.
She hisses something that sounds distinctly like, "Fuck," but when I look down at her, she looks too much like an angel to believe she just swore. I pull back and drive into her, finding my pace from a moment ago now that we're in this new position. Sophie twists and arches, her eyes closed and her tits eager as I pinch and tug on her nipples.