Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 95173 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 476(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 317(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95173 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 476(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 317(@300wpm)
“No,” I say. “More.” My mouth is dry, but my pussy pulses around him. He watches me as he pounds into me over and over again, and I move my hips with him. “Yes,” I say over and over again. “I’m going to come,” I tell him, and I move my legs higher and higher. His cock rubs my G-spot over and over again. I’m going to come, and it’s going to be like never before. I don’t know why, I just do.
“Mark,” I say his name, tasting it. “Mark,” I say. Just one more pump and I’ll be there. And just like that, he pulls out of me, and I groan as his face sucks my pussy into his mouth.
“What is …?” I ask him, and he flips me over.
“Ass up, face down,” he orders, and I’m going to do it. His hands grasp my hips as his cock slips into me slowly until he is finally in all the way. He fucks me over and over again, his speed going from slow to fast, and I grip the sheets to not fly.
“How much do you want to come?” he asks, and I’m literally a rag doll at this point. I’ve never been one to beg, and I’ve never been one to almost cry from an orgasm.
“Mark,” I plead with him. “Please.” He pounds in me over and over, and I move one of my hands to my clit and slowly rub it.
“Are you playing with yourself?” he asks. When I nod my head, his hands leave my hips, and he squeezes my ass and pounds in again. “I told you,” he says, pounding between words. “Your pussy is mine.”
“Yes,” I tell him as I try to fuck him back, but I don’t know how much more I can do. I look over my shoulder at him, and his eyes watch as his cock slides in and out of me. “Harder.” His eyes fly to me, and he sees me watching him. He puts one thumb in his mouth and then when he pounds into me again, his finger goes in my ass, and the moan that comes out of me shocks me.
“This pussy,” he says as his cock pounds my pussy and his thumb fucks my ass. “Is mine.” It’s there again—the orgasm I’ve been chasing for the last I don’t know how long. My body has a sheen of sweat over it. I’m afraid to say anything or for him to stop. “This ass,” he says, using his hand to smack it, making my pussy shudder, “is mine.” He pounds into me, and my senses are on overload. I don’t even know what’s going on. All I know is that I’ll agree to anything.
“Say it,” he says again, smacking my ass harder this time and then rubbing it. “Or I stop fucking you.”
“No,” I cry out.
His cock and finger work at the same time. “Say it’s mine.” He teases me again and again, each time going fast until my pussy gets tighter and then slowing down.
“It’s yours,” I say softly, and he groans. “It’s yours.”
“Work your clit faster,” he says, and now he’s the one panting. His finger comes out of my ass, and his hands clench my hips so tight. He’s pounding into me so hard my knees come off the bed, and this time, he lets me have it.
“Come on my cock,” he says, and I don’t wait for him to tell me twice. He lets me come, and I swear I come longer than I’ve ever come before. Over and over again, my pussy convulses around his cock. Every single time I think it’s the end, it does it again.
“Fuck,” he says and then grunts one more time before coming with a roar, prolonging my orgasm even longer. His cock grows bigger in me, and he pumps into me a little bit each time. When his fingers let go of my hips, I collapse on the bed. My legs are sore, and my body is limp as a fucking noddle. I want to get up and grab my stuff and go, but I can’t move. I can’t do anything. I look over at him as he takes his cock out of me, and my body screams to get it back. He walks to the bathroom, his cock still hard as a rock, and I get to check out his ass as he walks away from me.
“I’m so fucked,” I say to myself. “So fucked.”
Chapter Eight
Mark
I take the condom off and dispose of it and grab a cloth. My heart hammers in my chest. I haven’t come that hard ever; her pussy gripped my cock so tight I thought it would suffocate. After running the warm water over the plush white hand towel and squeeze I then carry it back to my bedroom and see that she hasn’t moved.