Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 127(@200wpm)___ 101(@250wpm)___ 85(@300wpm)
I grabbed her by the chin. “Miss me?”
I then claimed her mouth. She bit my tongue. Relishing the taste of blood, I bent her over my arm as I claimed her mouth again. Crushing my lips against hers, giving no quarter. The moment I relented, she lashed out. Slapping me across the face, her nails caught my cheek. While blocking the doorway, I lifted my fingertips to my face and pulled them back, seeing the droplets of blood from her scratches.
I stalked forward.
She backed away from me until she was trapped on the other side of the bed.
It was useless. There would be no escape for her.
The smell of her fear was intoxicating. I leaned against the doorjamb framing her broken door, which was dangling from one hinge. “Unbutton your nightgown.”
Her eyes filled with tears. “Please don’t make me.”
Ignoring her plea, I repeated, “Unbutton your nightgown.”
Seeing no other option, her shaking fingers lifted to the small pearl buttons at her throat. One by one, she slowly undid them. After five or six buttons I could see just a hint of her cleavage.
She stopped.
I raised an eyebrow. “Keep going.”
Inhaling a tenuous breath, she lifted her hands a second time. As she unbuttoned the nightgown to her navel, I licked my lips in anticipation.
She dropped her hands to her sides when she ran out of buttons.
“Now take it off.”
“Please…”
“The answer is no, pet. Now do as I say.”
Swallowing a sob, she moved her delicate shoulders up and down as she shrugged the nightgown off. It pooled at her feet. She was standing before me in only a pair of pink panties.
“Now take off your panties.”
This time she knew better than to even try to argue. She slipped her fingertips into the waistband and pulled them over her thighs before letting them drift down to join her nightgown on the floor.
She was all pale curves, pink blushes, and perfection.
I lowered my zipper then reached my hand into my trousers. I grasped my cock. “Now get on your knees.”
After a moment’s hesitation, she obeyed.
“Crawl to me.”
She lowered her head.
“Keep your eyes on me. I want to see your face as you obey your master.”
Her bottom lip trembled as tears coursed down her cheeks. She lowered one of her hands in front of her, then the other as she crawled across the narrow bedroom floor toward me. After this was all over and I had taken complete control of Jekyll, the first thing I was going to do was buy us a large house with a massive bedroom. This one was too small. All too soon, she was kneeling before me. An unwilling supplicant.
I stroked her cheek as I pushed a curl away from her face. “Open your mouth.”
She opened her lips.
“Wider,” I commanded as I stepped closer.
Her lips opened wider as I rubbed the pre-come from the head of my shaft over her lower lip. “Ask me to fuck your mouth.”
“I can’t… I…”
I fisted her hair, rattling the handcuffs still in my grasp. I leaned down. “Ask me,” I growled.
“Please… fuck my… my mouth.”
Without giving her a chance to take a deep breath, I placed the head of my cock between her lips and thrust forward, straight to the back of her throat. Catherine gagged, her hands coming up to press against the tops of my thighs.
I pulled free as I wrapped my fingers around her slim wrist. I slapped one end of the handcuffs around her wrist and secured the other end around one of the posts at the top of her four-poster bed. I made sure it was tight around an indentation in the pole so she wouldn’t be able to swing it up and over.
I squeezed her chin between my fingers as I forced her head back. “Try to prevent me from deep-throating that tight mouth of yours again and I’ll handcuff the other hand, do you understand me?”
She could only nod.
This time when I stepped closer, I pushed her head back against the bed. She opened her mouth and I thrust inside. Her mouth was so wet and warm, I almost shot my load. She choked and gasped, sending vibrations up my shaft. I pushed in deeper until I felt the tight ring of muscle at the back of her throat give. I rose up on my toes and angled down, wanting to feel the clench of her throat around the head of my cock.
Catherine strained to take me all in. Her sharp teeth scraped along the underside of my length as her eyes pleaded with me to go gently, adding fuel to my already raging desire.
When her head stilled and her eyes rolled back, I relented, pulling back only enough to allow her to take a deep breath before I pushed back in again. This time I continued to thrust back and forth, reveling in how her tongue pushed and swept against the head of my cock as if it could prevent me from going deep down her throat.