Nash: A Rough Romance by Piper Stone (book series for 12 year olds txt) 📕

I let out a yelp. This kind of pain was exquisite, only adding fuel to the fire. He twisted and plucked them until they were ultra-sensitive. I remained in the most powerful state of bliss, undulating my hips as our combined scents wafted between us.

When he crawled one hand down my stomach, curling his fingers as he lightly stroked my pussy, I couldn’t stop the groans from erupting.

The second he dipped his fingers past my swollen folds, I gripped his arm with one hand, my legs shaking from the immediate pleasure.

“Oh, yes. Oh…”

“So wet and hot, little brat,” he whispered. “Would you like to come for me?”

“Yes. Yes, sir.” The word slipped from my mouth easily. Oh, my gosh. I was so turned on that everything around me was foggy. I no longer cared where I was or what was happening, the sheer pleasure indescribable.

“Good girl. You can be trained.”

His dark snicker only added to the vibes as he pumped his fingers inside, moving slowly at first as I bucked my hips. As he swirled his thumb around my clit in a perfect rhythm, the grip on the back of the couch as well as his arm became white-knuckled. I kept my eyes closed, my mind reeling and I couldn’t stop quivering.

His breathing became scattered, the sound pulsing into my ear as he stroked me, thrusting his fingers deep inside harder and faster.

“Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh.” It was the only sound I could make, my heart hammering against my chest to the point I was afraid of having a heart attack. I couldn’t believe the extreme amount of pleasure rushing into my system.

As he continued plunging roughly, he nipped and licked my neck. With every stroke, he brought me closer to a climax. Then he slowed down, merely swishing his thumb around my clit. The bastard was bringing me close to the precipice then pulling back on purpose. I almost lost my mind as he did it several times, pushing me to the point of no return.

“That’s it, baby girl. Come for me. Come on my fingers.” All the while he continued to grind his cock against my skin, making me even crazier.

Even the raw authority in his voice was sexy as hell. I could no longer breathe.

Or think.

Or focus.

As he thrust all four fingers inside, flexing them open and curling the tips, I lost it within seconds, the orgasm rushing up from the deepest, darkest places.

“Oh. Yes. Oh!” My scream floated toward the ceiling, the sound unlike anything that had ever erupted from my throat. I was in absolute bliss as the single climax shifted into a second, one beautiful wave sweeping over me.

“That’s it. Good girl. Such a good girl.”

He refused to stop driving his long fingers into me until I was shaking like a leaf. When he removed them, I felt a tremendous loss, slumping over the couch.

“You’re beautiful when you come. I can’t wait for you to come on my cock.” He wrapped his hand around my throat, squeezing as he pulled me away from the couch. “I can’t wait to come inside your tight little ass.” Very slowly he lowered his fingers, easing off the couch then shifting me around to face him.

I was in a delicious haze, still trying to calm my breathing. When he lifted me into his arms, a moan slipped past my lips and I pressed my folded knees against him. He cupped my bottom, holding me aloft, his eyes mere pinpricks from lust.

After sliding my arms over his shoulders, tangling my fingers in his hair, he issued a sly grin before lifting me a few additional inches, his cockhead finding my pussy easily. A growl erupted from his throat as he brought me down savagely, driving the entire length of his cock inside.

“Oh…my.” My muscles clamped down like a tight vise, sensations rocketing through me. I adored the feel of him inside of me, the way he filled me so completely.

Reaper turned me around, walking closer to the fire. “You’re hungry,” he muttered.

“You have no idea.” After locking my feet together, I used my thigh muscles in order to rock against him, the action driving his cock even deeper inside. I couldn’t keep a smile off my face as I bucked up and down, the sound of skin slapping against skin some of the sweetest music in the world.

“You are such a naughty girl,” he said gruffly, rubbing one hand up and down my spine.

The heat of the roaring fire was nothing like the scorching blast pouring through both of us. Within seconds, beads of sweat formed over his lip, his breath skipping.

“Mmm… Am I?” I asked breathlessly.

“Yes, but you’re not the one in charge.”

“Are you certain about that?”

He allowed me to play for a few seconds longer before showing me just how in control he really was as he eased onto his knees on the rug. All the while, he kept his eyes locked onto mine, his expression nothing short of a primal beast.

I was taken aback by his intensity, the way his nostrils flared. There was something so carnal about the position he held me in, the strength of his hold so powerful.

As I continued to rock hard against him, his sly smile increased until his expression was one of pure sadistic filth. He gave me an entirely new series of shivers, my pulse skipping several beats.

The smile remaining, he shifted onto his ass, still keeping me in the same position. I loved having my legs wrapped around him, able to look into his eyes. There was something so magical yet haunting about them, drawing me to the very edge of his soul, but keeping me remaining just outside.

“Is this what you want?” he asked seconds later.

“Yes, and so much more.”

The answer seemed to please him, a series of scattered breaths slipping past his kissable lips. We held each other for several minutes as I continued to ride him in slow and methodical motions. For the first time,