Umeh's Pen
Umeh's Pen's Book(1)
His Voice in my Headphones
Romance Mina Song escapes her suffocating life through her playlists and headphones, where music drowns out her strict parents and small-town boredom. But when a mysterious app, Heart-Lock, hijacks her playlist, a seductive voice named Ezra calls her "Muse" and dares her to break free-sneak out, sing in the dark, do things she wouldn't, unravel secrets she's buried. Ezra, through the app, gives her tasks, each task pulls her deeper into his thrall, but as her memories blur and her phone sparks with eerie glitches, Mina's world frays. Her childhood friend Theo, with his warm grin and protective streak, fights to keep her grounded, sparking a flirty connection that battles with Ezra's hold on her. But Ezra's whispers know things only someone close could-secrets from Mina's past, promises she can't recall. Is he a digital phantom, a stalker, or someone already in her life, pulling her strings?
Mina must untangle Ezra's voice from her reality before she loses herself to the static. The closer she gets to discovering the identity of her cyber mystery admirer, the more she's forced to face painful truths, including that this person might be a lot closer than they seem.
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“I made myself tight for Big Daddy,” she leans up and whispers in my ear. “Every morning and night, I clenched it really tight, released, clenched, released…”
As she says the words, her pussy performs the actions until I’m panting into the space between us, shudders wracking my body.
“FUCK,” I growl, sparks blinking in front of my vision. “You’re going to get it now, little girl.”
All I can do after that is make her lose her mind.
That’s the only way to define it.
I shove her legs open on the bed and do exactly as I threaten. I rail her like a dog, slamming my cock in and out of her wet blonde cunt. She screams and claws at me, begging me not to stop, rocking her hips up to meet my hectic drives, my grunts loud enough to be heard in the room next door, along with her calls of my name—and in this moment, I want that. I want everyone in this hotel to know I get to fuck this supple nineteen-year-old. I want them to know she primed her pussy for me so it would be extra snug. And I can’t believe my luck. Whether I’m paying or not, I can’t believe she’s allowing my big, hairy body on top of her smooth, tiny one for a single second. That she’s not only spreading her legs for me, but she’s also moaning with pleasure, not put off by my aggression at all. No, it’s making her hot.
“Harder, Big Daddy. Punish me.”
I’m not sure how I stop myself from ejaculating. Maybe it’s the intense need to stay locked inside her perfection for as long as possible, but somehow, I hold back. Long enough to pull out of Lia and flip her face down, yanking her hips up and back into my lap. I re=enter her with my purpling cock, our flesh slapping madly as I raw dog her from behind, employing not a hint of gentleness. She doesn't want gentleness, either. Not my girl. She tilts her hips back and asks for it harder. Faster.