Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 87618 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87618 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
His cock is long, veined, and the thickest dick I’ve ever seen in my life.
My mouth starts to water as he strokes himself, looking at me with pure want in his eyes.
“I need to warn you,” he says, coming toward me. I crawl back, heart racing. “If you ever run from me like that again, I won’t be so nice the next time I catch you.”
“This is nice?” I try to escape, rolling to the side, but he catches me easily. Just how I want him to.
He shoves me down onto my belly, one hand in my hair.
I feel the tip of him press against my aching, soaked pussy.
“This is downright fucking kind, you dirty girl.” His body leans over, pinning me to the bed. “Now tell me you want me to fuck you.”
“I can’t,” I whimper while thinking please please please.
“Say it, my filthy little slut. Tell me you want me to fuck you.”
“Alexan.” I moan as he presses himself inside, but only the tip. “God, please, I want it. I want more.” I push back, greedy and desperate. “Fuck me, Alexan, please.”
He growls and moves his hips, pushing forward, each agonizing and blissful inch of him spreading me and filling me to the brim.
Holy freaking God.
I grip the sheets, keys forgotten.
His cock is like heaven. Once he’s fully inside, spreading and stretching me to my limits, he pushes me harder against the mattress until I’m totally at his mercy.
“This pussy is mine, Riley,” he whispers, his breath hot on my neck. “Your smooth little ass is mine. Your tits are mine, your lips are mine, your goddamn tongue is mine. When you’re in this bed and my cock’s deep between your legs, I own every fucking inch of you. Tell me you understand.”
“I understand,” I moan, grinding against him, desperate for him to keep moving. “Now stop teasing and fuck me.”
He grips my hair as he drags himself back. Fuck, that’s so good. He plunges forward, harder this time. I gasp, yelping softly as his hips impact my ass. His cock fills me again, again, that slow and steady rhythm, rough and full and beautiful.
My eyes roll back. I’m moaning and drooling as his fingers plunge into my mouth. I suck them like a mindless freak as he keeps fucking me deeper and harder, grunting his pleasure. The bed rocks, quaking under us, and I want him to break the mattress. No, I want him to break me.
“More,” I moan, voice muffled from his fingers. “More, Alexan, more.”
“You bad fucking girl,” he says, thick with lust. “You want more dick? You want to choke on my fingers while I fill you up?”
“Please,” I gasp, sucking them, tongue rolling around as he starts to fuck me faster.
Pleasure builds and builds, growing deep in my core. I feel controlled, dominated, more taken than I’ve ever been in my life, and it’s perfect. He bites my shoulder, and I let out a scream of pleasure as the pain hits me in the skull like lightning, and it finally throws me over the edge.
I come so hard I see black spots in my vision. I spit out his fingers, moaning his name. He keeps going, fucking me faster, vicious and furious, ruining me, building me back up, and I feel him finish inside me, wet and warm and delicious.
I lay gasping on the bed. Sweat trickles down my back. I twitch slightly, rolling onto my side. One hand strokes my pierced nipple and little aftershocks of orgasm bliss roll down my skin.
He leans back, watching me with adoration in his eyes, hand stroking his soaked and softening dick.
“Good girl,” he murmurs, licking his lips. “Look at you. Such a beautiful fucking girl. All fucked and happy.”
I grin at him and finally sprawl on my back with a sigh. I stretch, curling my toes. “I think I blacked out for a second there.”
“That’s because you like it when I own you.” He leans over and kisses me. I pull him closer, suctioning my lips to his. I feel a little self-conscious, but the hunger in his kiss tells me everything I need to know.
He loved that as much as I did.
Maybe even more, based on the way he’s looking at me now.
I reach down and snatch the keys off the bed. I grin a little and waggle my eyebrows. “Up for another chase?”
He laughs and peels my hand open, taking them with ease.
“Not this time, baby,” he says, kissing me again. But he stays in bed, arms wrapped around my body. “You’re still mine, and I plan on keeping you for a while longer.”
“I thought it was only when you’re inside me?”
“That’s a technicality.” He palms my ass and grips it. “I’ve left my mark on you now. If anyone wasn’t sure, they’ll know you’re my woman.”