Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 483(@200wpm)___ 386(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 483(@200wpm)___ 386(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
She sat up and got to her knees. “That’s no fun. I would have loved to watch you jerk off.”
“You still can.” I wrapped my hand around my hardening dick to demonstrate. Two slow tugs got me fully erect. Although, my hand couldn’t take full credit; I had an inspiring view. “But it won’t last long. I’ve basically been edging all night.”
“You said you almost came. When was that?” Her eyes sparkled with mischief. “Was it when you were watching me get fucked with that dildo?”
“The closest I got was when you were on the bench, coming while I played with your clit.” I pulled my hand away from my aching cock as the image came into vivid focus in my mind. “Your cunt was trembling and so wet. Every time you’d start clenching, there would be a gush over my hand.”
She considered a moment, then turned away from me and leaned forward on her hands, lifting her ass and spreading her legs wide. “Do you want to look at it again, my dragon?”
She was open and glistening and still flushed red from earlier.
“I don’t want to just look at it, princess.”
“I don’t want you to just look at it either,” she said, smirking over her shoulder.
I rose to my knees and grabbed her ankles, pulling her to me. She shrieked with laughter and got back up, brushing her hot, wet flesh across my groin. My cock bobbed, the head barely penetrating her opening for a delicious split-second tease. I couldn’t resist any longer.
“Don’t hold back,” she says, breathless. “Use me to get off.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice.” I shoved deep and groaned in relief. After so many orgasms, she was so swollen and tight that it was almost painful for me. “Am I hurting you?”
“No, keep going,” she urged me. She squeezed as I pulled out, slow, fluttering pumps along my entire length that made me hiss and tense and struggle not to lose it right there.
She’d said I could use her to get off, but I had my pride, damnit.
She tilted her hips and sank back on me. “I bet you want to see this pretty pussy filled up with cum.”
Maybe I didn’t have my pride, after all. “I’m too close for you to talk like that.”
“If you can talk, you’re not that close.” She giggled evilly. “So, do you want to see your cum dribbling out of this pussy, or do you want to pull out and spray all over it?”
“Charlotte.” My warning came out strangled and desperate.
“What if you came in my ass?” She reached behind her with one hand to pull a cheek aside. “Do you think you could even make it inside before you—”
Fuck. It was over.
I gripped her hips and held on while I pumped hard into her cunt, chasing the end of my hours-long torment. Every time I’d been close, every time I’d thought I couldn’t resist reaching into my pants and jerking myself off, had added a mark to some invisible tally to be used against me now. I’d denied myself too often, and the closer I got to coming, the further away it seemed to get, until I was hammering her into the mattress while she squealed and squeaked with every brutal thrust. My fingers dug into her flesh, hard.
She’d wanted me to use her. She was getting used.
I slammed her back and forth on my dick while she gripped the sheets in her fists.
“Come for me,” she begged. “Come in me, my dragon.”
“Fuck!” I rammed deep and erupted, my cock twitching violently. Her walls milked me while my body locked up and my head spun. The blistering heat of my exertion gave way to shivering chills on my shower-damp skin. Shuddering violently, I fell over her back and held her, helpless as my body went on autopilot.
When I finally came down, my throat felt like I’d never had a glass of water in my life.
“All better?” Charlotte asked, wriggling beneath me. That was my cue to get off her. And out of her. I slipped from her body, my cum already leaking out, and I admired the sight for a second before I rolled onto my back, breathing hard.
Reinvigorated by the sex, I guessed, Charlotte sprang up and pounced on me, straddling my thighs. Her hand went to her cunt and she pulled two fingers out, coated in pearly smears. She held my gaze and brought them to her mouth, sucking them daintily clean. “Mmm. Yummy.”
“You’re killing me.” I laughed and scrubbed my hands over my face.
“No. Now, maybe if I did this…” She scooted forward, grabbed my still-semihard dick, and forced it inside her to the hilt.
I yelped in shock and oversensitivity.
“Maybe I should make you count them.” She rocked her hips. It felt like I was trapped in some kind of inside-out-electric-eel torture device. “We know guys can do it more than once. We saw that at breakfast.”