Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 83994 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83994 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“Oh my god,” I say, back arching. I grind down into his palm. “You… you know what we call you?”
“I know everything, Casey.”
The finger slides out. I gasp in alarm as he wrenches off my panties. He unbuckles my shoes and throws them aside before unzipping my dress. It slips off, pooling around my ankles, as he stands.
I stare as he takes off his cashmere sweater. He folds it neatly and places it on a chair. I watch him unbutton his shirt, trembling, still hanging by a thread. I was inches from coming. Seconds from breaking. One stroke, one word—
But he knew. Of course he knew. And now he’s doing this on purpose. I stand there in my bra, nothing on the bottom, as Declan strips down to my opposite.
He’s bare on top. His skin is smooth, tanned, and his body is perfectly sculpted. I’ve never seen so much delicious muscle in all my life. He’s beyond fit for a man his age. It’s absurd, the way he looks.
Then there are his boxer briefs. His muscular thighs. His firm ass.
And the outline of his hard cock.
Thick and long.
Way bigger than I ever imagined.
I feel like a lump of coal beside a diamond.
But when he looks at me, I swear it’s like I’m the jewel.
His eyes blaze with how badly he wants me.
He walks closer. I’m breathing hard. Breasts rising and falling. He grabs my ass and pulls me into him.
His hard cock is smashed between us.
Oh my god. He’s like iron. I’m trembling as his thumb brushes across my mouth. I open my lips.
“That’s a good girl. You already know how to follow my orders, don’t you?”
“I have practice, sir.”
“That’s right. You do. And you’ve been so wonderful. Now can you keep being a good, obedient girl? Even while I make you my slut?”
I let out a gasp. I’ve never been talked to like that before.
But my god, I like it.
I open my mouth and lean forward, taking his thumb between my lips. I lick it lightly and realize I can taste myself.
He groans approvingly. “That’s good. I like when you take initiative.” He grips my hair tightly, almost painfully. I whimper in reply, his thumb between my lips. “But I like it better when you do what I say. I’m a controlling man, Casey. You’ll learn how to handle me.”
I seriously doubt that.
“Now, on your knees.”
“Yes, sir.” I’m trembling as I sink down.
“Bra off.”
I reach back and unhook it. He tugs his boxer briefs down, freeing his cock.
His twitching cock.
And he’s absolutely huge.
I let my bra fall to the floor. My pink nipples are so hard they’re almost painfully sensitive. I’ve always loved getting touched on my breasts. Some girls can take it or leave it, but to me it’s amazing. He reaches down and brushes his fingers over my nipples, and I let out an involuntary moan.
“Lick my tip clean now,” he orders gently. “There’s a big bead of precum waiting for you. I want you to taste it now.”
I do as he asks. I sit up on my knees as he teases my nipples and I take him into my mouth. It’s salty and warm and not bad at all. I don’t know what I’m doing, but it doesn’t matter. Between the way he’s touching my nipples and the pulse between my legs, what I lack in skill, I make up for in enthusiasm.
I suck him, sliding down. He moans, the first real indication that he’s finally losing control. I look up, stroking him and sucking, and he’s watching with pure passion in his eyes.
“I’m crossing so many lines with you tonight, Casey, but I can’t hold myself back any longer. You don’t have any idea how hard it’s been for me over the years. Ever since I first saw you back then… I’ve wanted you. It’s been killing me. Seven long years…”
Did he say seven? That makes no sense. I’ve worked for him for only two…
But then he twists a nipple and his cock slides deep into my throat, and I can’t think of anything but sucking him and moaning as I do it. He growls bliss and drags me to my feet, his dick popping from my lips, and he buries my mouth with his as he pulls me to the bed.
His body is iron. He’s pure steel. But he’s also warm and smells incredible, and when he throws me down onto his soft sheets, I’m squirming with how badly I want him.
But fear strikes into my stomach. “Sir… Declan…” His tip teases up and down my slit. I wrap my legs around his hips. He growls like he’s impatient and can’t wait. “It’s been… a long time… and you’re, you know…”
“Don’t worry.” He kisses me softly. “That’s why you got me nice and wet.”
His tip presses against my entrance.