Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 97537 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 488(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97537 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 488(@200wpm)___ 390(@250wpm)___ 325(@300wpm)
He slaps my ass. “Nice try, Juno. You’re not coming until I allow you to.”
I glance at him over my shoulder, bite my lower lip for a dramatic effect, and pout. I blink long lashes, and whisper, “What do I need to do to get you to give it to me hard? Like really fucking hard? Or can you not do that?”
I’ve known Arrow for years, and the best way to get him to do something is to challenge him.
His eyes flick up to meet my eyes. “I can fuck you hard.”
I smile lightly. “Prove it.”
I can see the moment Arrow realizes what I’m doing, and then he tsks me. “Naughty fucking girl.” He spanks me, and immediately soothes a hand over my ass cheek to take away the sting. “You want hard? I’ll give you hard.”
And then what happens next is definitely out of this world amazing. It’s as if Arrow’s turned into another person. Not person… wild animal. He’s primal. He’s animalistic as he slams his dick inside me.
And it’s… so good.
He grunts and groans behind me as the sounds of our raw fucking fills my tiny bedroom. It’s loud, dangerous, and totally us. I no longer care if my neighbors hear us. I no longer care if the world hears us.
He’s once again toying with my clit and wrapping his other hand around my throat, keeping me in place. “You’re getting fucking punished, Juno. You will never ask another mother fucker for help before asking me. Understood?”
I try to nod, but my body won’t cooperate. Everything's liquid and trembling. “Yes,” I manage—loud enough to reach him.
“That’s a good girl.” His hold eases, heat fading where his fingers were, and I push up on shaky elbows, drawing in air that tastes like him.
“I want you to be a good girl for me, Juno. I don’t like punishing you.”
A smile steals across my mouth before I can help it. I glance back at him through my lashes. “I kind of like the punishments.”
His grin sparks in his eyes, and for a heartbeat his rhythm slows, deliberate, savoring. “I like both.”
“Both?” I whisper, pulse thundering, the single word hanging between us like a promise.
“Punishing you, and fucking you like this.” He slows way down, dragging his fingers over my clit, making the ache deep in my core intensify.
My orgasm is so close, I can almost feel it. Just a little more. “Please.”
“So needy,” Arrow whispers as he hits just the right tempo. “Come for me.”
I didn’t know pleasure could steal my breath and revive me in the same second. Air gone. Air back. A white-hot rush—and I’m tearing through the fog for the surface.
My orgasm continues as Arrow releases my clit, and pushes his long digit into my mouth.
“Suck,” he orders me, and I do.
Once he takes his finger from my mouth he moves it to my ass, spreading my cheek with one hand so he can press that finger against my backside. Against the spot no man has ever ventured before.
Oh my!
He pushes slightly against the puckered hole, and my orgasm somehow intensifies.
“Fuck, Arrow, oh my god,” I shout, uncontrollably like I’ve lost the ability to formulate words. “Oh, wow, fuck me.”
“You like that, huh?” He pushes in a little deeper, and I suck in a deep breath. “That’s it, breathe, baby.”
I do as he says as he works the finger just a bit further inside me. “Arrow,” I whine out, my orgasm slowly fading into the distance.
“I’m so fucking close,” he warns. “Are you on the pill?”
“No, I’m not,” I admit, hating myself for not refilling my prescription.
“I’m going to make a mess of you.” He pulls his dick out, keeping the tip of his finger still tucked inside my ass. He jerks his dick once, twice, and then stuffs the head of his cock inside my ass as he’s coming. “Oh fuck, Juno. fuck,” his words fall out as he comes all over my backside.
As his own orgasm fades, I slump to the bed, my body spent.
“Wow,” I whisper, not even caring about anything right now, my limbs fluid.
“I’ll get you cleaned up.” Arrow’s off the bed in a flash, running into the bathroom. The water runs, and then he’s back with a warm wash cloth.
He’s really the best.
I’m already passing out as he cleans me up, and then folds me into his hold, our heartbeats syncing up together as we fall asleep, completely blissed out of our minds.
26
Arrow
I wake with Juno tucked under my arm, her hair a dark spill on my chest and her breath warm against my skin. For a selfish beat, the world is small. Just us. Just the soft weight of her and the lazy thump of my heart saying stay.
“Morning,” she mumbles without opening her eyes.
“Stay put,” I whisper. “Bribery incoming.”
In the kitchen I move quietly, muscle memory taking over. Coffee, skillet, the hiss of butter. Blueberries tumble like marbles across the counter. I fold them into the batter and watch the first pancake bubble, flip it, and feel absurdly proud when it lands golden. Juno pads in wearing my shirt, steals a blueberry from the bowl, and points it at me like a loaded secret.