Fifty Days 2 by Taylor Shade

Fifty Days 2 by Taylor Shade

Author:Taylor Shade [Shade, Taylor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-12-02T16:00:00+00:00


FOURTEEN

Sloane

The soft fabric of his rug strums my back in gentle strands as I happily comply with his command. I so want him and my pussy to get together again, this time with his cock.

I glance down at the nine-inch monster I’ve already gagged on. It’s still near-hard, flopping around. I bet it never gets truly flaccid.

I swear he’s a man-beast from another time, either reincarnated or truly immortal. Okay, so maybe I’ve been watching too much Grimm and Constantine, but there’s something magical about this man, something other-worldly.

Am I really here? Is this really happening to me?

The sharp sting of the welts on my ass tell me this is real. Fucking real. I’m with this beast of a man.

And I’m spreading my pussy for him.

“Delightful,” he says as he gazes down at my slit. “Such a sweet little cunt.”

The word cunt is supposed to make me angry, but from the mouth of this man its vulgarity is so appropriate. He seems to possess a pass to all nasty words. They all sound so right from his lips. He can toss dirty words at me all day long.

“Such a sweet pussy in need of a good fucking,” he says as he drops to his knees. He gets on all fours and dips his face down to about a foot above my crotch. I buck a little, wanting to thrust my so-ready twat into his face.

But I resist, even though the tiny action gives away my desire.

He stares into me from his perch, those crazy eyes gleaming with multi-colored neon intensity from the outside metropolis. Waves of intense craving crackle my bones, causing my hands to twitch.

God, I want to grab his face and shove it down onto my clit, using him as a fuck tool like he used me.

But it’s not my place. If he allowed me to do that, something would be off. I much prefer waiting for his command, the teasing mystery of his sultry eyes and hidden plans.

He’s motionless, a rocky carved statue right above my streaming lips.

Oh God, do something!

But he does nothing. He remains, a man frozen in an icy stare full of unrealized promise.

I can’t take much more. I seriously can’t. Eons seem to go by and yet he remains, stoic and unmoving.

A noise fills the room.

It’s me again, making some sort of a half-yelp, half-groan. Trying to signal him to do something.

Because I swear if he doesn’t do something, I’m going to come all on my own.

What is that? Is that a smirk again? Yes, he’s smirking!

Goddamned bastard.

He’s toying with me. He knows how inflamed my pussy is, but he’s just hovering there... a full foot above her as she writhes in wet yearning.

My hips squirm in circles as my breathing escalates. I grit my teeth and clench my fists.

What do I have to do to make him move? How long are we just going to sit here?

But he remains, impressively stuck in time, the evil smirk even more cruel.

“Grrrrrrrrrrr,” I hear myself saying.



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