Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 217(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43375 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 217(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Her eyes fluttered open, hazy and dazed, lips parted as she’d just remembered how to breathe. She stared into my eyes, blinking as I rolled onto my back, dragging her on top of me, my palms gripping her hips as I guided her up and over. She was so fucking beautiful I couldn’t breathe.
I grabbed the base of my cock, fisting it hard to stay in control. “Ride me, baby.”
Heat flared in her hazel eyes, and I smirked. “I want to see you take what you need, baby. Show me how you like to be fucked.” I ground the tip of my cock against her swollen entrance. “But turn around first.”
She blinked again.
“Turn. Around.” My voice was low and commanding. “I want to watch that sweet ass bounce while you fuck yourself on my cock.”
She shivered as she crawled over me. Her thighs spread wide over my lap, knees pressed into the mattress as she slowly lowered herself onto my shaft.
The second my cock breached her, we both groaned—hers high and broken, mine guttural and animalistic. She sank down, inch by thick inch, until I was fully buried inside her, the stretch obscene, her inner muscles gripping me like a fucking vise.
“Fuck, yes,” I hissed, my hands clamping down on her hips. “Just like that, baby. Ride it.”
She moved, her hands braced against my thighs, her spine arched, as she began to bounce—slow at first, then faster, her ass slapping against my thighs with each descent. I watched, transfixed. The way her body took me, the jiggle of her ass cheeks, the flushed pink of her skin. She was slick and wet, her pussy milking me with every grind. My hands guided her, tightening around her waist, dragging her back harder every time she tried to ease up.
My chest spasmed as the thought occurred to me that I could have lost this. Her. Suddenly, I remembered how it felt when she didn’t answer my texts, then tried to end it. The pain I’d experienced when I went to the deli only to find her gone speared through my chest. She’d tried to walk away from me. To run. Fuck!
Something inside me snapped.
I widened my legs, then pressed a hand between her shoulder blades and pushed until her upper body lowered, her elbows catching her weight. Then I adjusted her legs, guiding one back, then the other, until they extended straight behind her, spread wide and trembling. She was lying over me now, supported by her elbows, her spine bowed, and I could see everything. Her tight little hole stretched around the base of my cock. Her ass high and perfect.
I started fucking up into her with deep, relentless thrusts, timed with every shift of her hips as she moved back and forth. The slap of skin filled the room, raw and wet.
Then I lifted one hand from her waist and smacked her ass. Hard.
She let out a strangled cry.
“That’s what you get for trying to fucking leave me,” I growled, spanking her again.
Another smack. Her whole body jerked as her head whipped around to stare back at me. Shock widened her eyes, but her hazel orbs were bright with desire.
“You don’t run from me, Rylin,” I snarled, spanking her again, each slap harder than the last. “You run to me. You’re mine. After I’m done with this pretty little ass and have fucked your tight pussy raw, you won’t be able to sit or walk for a week without remembering who the fuck you belong to.”
Rylin’s moans were breathless now—choked sobs of need. I should have known this would turn her on. She was so damn perfect.
Her body was shaking almost violently, her body vibrating with pent-up tension and lust, grinding back on every thrust.
That beautiful ass was turning a gorgeous cherry red, and I couldn’t stop touching it, spanking it, soothing the skin with my palm, squeezing the sore curves until she whimpered and writhed, ready to come apart again.
“Fuck, Rylin. You’re so fucking tight when you’re about to come. I can feel your pussy strangling my dick. You want to come again, don’t you?”
She cried out something incoherent.
“Say it. Tell me.”
“Yes! Yes, Micah! Please—” Her voice broke. “Please. I need it—Oh yes, Micah! Yes!”
“Do it,” I growled, my voice dark and filthy, every thrust harder, deeper, rougher. “Come all over my cock. Show me how much you fucking love when I own this beautiful body.”
Rylin’s inner muscles rippled, and a beat later, she broke.
“There it is, baby. That’s it. Let me see you come.”
Her whole body arched, her mouth falling open on a scream as her pussy clamped down around me like a fucking vise again, soaking me in a flood of slick heat as she came harder than I’d ever felt her come before, gushing her arousal all over me for the second time.