Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 120186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 601(@200wpm)___ 481(@250wpm)___ 401(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 120186 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 601(@200wpm)___ 481(@250wpm)___ 401(@300wpm)
“Boring? I’ll show you boring.” He pushes himself up onto his knees, glaring at me. His dark eyes burn as he angrily undoes his belt, then pulls down his zipper.
“Am I supposed to shiver and tremble now?” I ask, pushing myself up on my elbows. “Please, tell me, so I know how to act.”
“You’d better shut that smart little mouth.” His deep voice reverberates through me as he pushes his jeans and boxer briefs down to his knees. “You know what I can make you do with it, and we both know how wet you get when you suck me off.”
His hard dick sways back and forth a little now that it’s free.
I pretend not to care, rolling my eyes. “Should I be intimidated now? Maybe ask you how I’m supposed to take all of that? You’re fucking sad. Is this the only way you can get it?” I ask with a laugh as he takes himself in his hand and strokes, staring down at my pussy. “Blackmailing me? Is this how pathetic your life is now?”
“It doesn’t look like your pussy thinks I’m pathetic.” He surprises me by swiping a thumb through my wetness, making me gasp. “Your pussy looks ready to me. Feels like it, too.”
The air rushes from my lungs again when he lands on me, crushing me against the bed. His wide head probes at me before he takes himself in one hand to grind his head against my clit. “Admit it. You’ve been wanting this.”
“No,” I grunt even while the heat builds and sparks of pleasure sizzle in my core. “Fuck you, Kade. I don’t want you.”
“Tell that to somebody who can’t feel how your pussy is weeping for me,” he rasps. His forehead touches mine, our breath mingling between us, faster and hotter. “You’re gonna come for me tonight, Allie. You’re gonna come on my cock.”
“I won’t!”
“Oh yeah, you will,” he pants in my face before pressing against my entrance, making me bite my lip to hold back a moan of want and dread all at once. “There’s nothing in our way now.”
There is one thing.
One thing he feels when he presses forward. Stretching me, he forces my body to take his swollen head.
Now he knows.
His eyes open wide before he pulls his face back to stare down at me. His mouth moves silently before he finds his voice. “You’re a virgin?”
“I was until now.”
“You… you never told me.”
“And?” When he doesn’t say anything, I snort. “You assumed I wasn’t. Why would I correct you?”
“I…” His eyes keep moving over my face, like all of a sudden he can’t put two and two together. He finally pushes himself up on his elbows and starts to pull away.
“Too late for that.” I sit up partway, one hand around the back of his neck. Our eyes meet before I catch his bottom lip between my teeth and bite down hard enough to make him grunt in pain. “Don’t you dare stop. You fucking finish what you started, Kade.”
His features shift and harden while I pull him back down on top of me. He’s inside me still, and now he holds his body over me while pushing himself deeper—white-hot, searing pain tears through me from the place where we’re connected.
“Take it,” he whispers, his voice cutting through pain and the pressure that’s shredding my soul. “You want it? Take it.”
The challenge makes me grit my teeth and swallow the pain. I need to show him I can handle it. “Deeper,” I whisper, shaking before I wrap my legs around him. “More.”
He leans down to bury his face in my neck. His tongue paints my skin while he sinks deeper. My teeth graze his shoulder before I bite down through his shirt when he goes as deep as he can. It’s indescribable. I’m so full. It hurts… but in a good way.
With both hands, I claw at his Henley, pulling it up over his back until he helps me strip it off. With my nails digging into his shoulders, I whisper, “More. Give me more.”
“You think you can take it?”
My nails rake across his skin and make him hiss. I love the sound. “I thought you said you were going to make me come on your cock.” I lock my ankles around his ass. “Let’s see you try.”
This time, he’s not so slow. He pulls back, then pushes forward hard enough to rock my body. Stars explode behind my closed eyes as I absorb the pain and pleasure, all mixed like a cocktail I’ve never tasted but could get used to.
“Look at me.” He pulls back again, breathing hard. “Open your eyes.”
I do, and I watch him come apart a little at a time as he builds the friction with every stroke. The pain starts to fade, but the pressure, the fullness, is still there. And it starts to feel good. So good.