Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 49814 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 249(@200wpm)___ 199(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49814 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 249(@200wpm)___ 199(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
"W-what consequences?"
"If you're watching, I'll have you bent over, fucking you instead," I rasp, bucking my hips when I drop her again to force myself deeper. "You feel a helluva lot better than my hand." I bend forward, burying my face between her tits. "Christ, you were worth the wait."
"What?"
I ignore her, dragging my tongue along her cleavage. At least until her fingers sink into my hair, craning my head back. Her eyes meet mine, a little wild.
"What did you say?"
"You feel like heaven."
"The other part, Bastian," she huffs, rolling her eyes like she isn't on my cock right now.
"You were worth the wait."
Her eyes widen, startled. "Worth the wait? You mean…?"
"Yeah, baby," I say softly. "You aren't the only one having a whole lot of firsts tonight."
"Oh my god," she whispers, staring at me in shock. "Are you serious?"
"Yep." It's not something I'm ashamed of, but it's not something I spend a lot of time talking about, either. I've lived here my entire life. Everyone knows my family. They know the kind of money we make. Most of the women who showed interest in me were more drawn to the vineyard and financial stability than to me. And no one wants to be an item on someone's bucket list or their meal ticket. So I spent my time focused on the vineyard instead.
Constance is different, though. She doesn't give a fuck about money or influence. She's as likely to tell me to stick it up my ass as she is to let me spoil her. She isn't here because she wants something from me. She just wants me. And that? That's intriguing as hell. I know I'm a pain in the ass. I know she could have any man she wants. I'm not the catch here. She is. But she's still here with me right now, squirming all over my cock.
Frankly, I'm fifty feet tall and bulletproof right now.
"You should have told me," she whispers.
I grunt in response, lifting her off my cock and then dropping her again. "I just did. Now, shut up and come on my cock like a good little employee."
Her eyes flash dark, her hand tightening around my tie. "Be a good boss and make me."
Challenge fucking accepted.
I rise to my feet, laying her back out on the island again. Her thighs hitch around my waist as I lean over her, yanking her ass to the edge. She gasps and moans as I tug the top of her dress down so her perfect breasts spill out, her nipples high and tight.
My lips close around one as I pump into her, fucking her like my life depends on it. At this point, I'm pretty sure it does. If she's not coming on me in the next two minutes, I'm going to die.
She moans, the sweet sound of my name echoing around the kitchen as I pound into her. I try like hell to go slow, but there is no such thing when she's beneath me, rocking her hips and babbling my name. I fuck her like a beast, slamming into her so hard she inches across the island with every thrust.
"More," she gasps.
I rake my teeth across her nipple, biting down. One hand slips between our bodies, playing with her clit while I fuck her, my balls slapping against her ass with each powerful thrust.
"Christ, I want to imprint my dick in this pretty little thing, Constance," I groan against her skin. "You'll never want anyone but me by the time I'm finished. I'll be your fuck toy from now on. Whenever you need to get off, you'll climb up on my lap and use my cock like it's your own personal vibrator."
She chokes on my name…and then chokes again when I wrap my hand around her throat, pinning her in place. I don't squeeze, merely hold her there, my eyes locked on hers.
"Fucking come before I flip you over and turn your ass red," I growl.
Her pussy clamps around my cock, and I realize just how much she loves being told what to do like this. She loves it filthy. Constance Maverick is a dirty, dirty girl. And she's all fucking mine.
I fuck into her again and again, ruthlessly driving her to the edge with my thumb on her clit and my hand around her throat. I don't give her the chance to fight it or resist. I make her submit, forcing her to give me what I want…precisely the way she wants.
She shatters with a silent scream, her mouth open wide, her cheeks flushed red, and her cunt squeezing my cock so fucking hard it's painful perfection.
I roar her name, slamming into her again and then again as she sends me careening over the edge with her. Seed shoots up my shaft, spilling into her in heavy pulses. There's so much of it that it dribbles out, dripping down her thighs.