Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
“I knew you’d take me so sweetly. All that feistiness, yet all it took was getting a taste, making you realize what we have is goddamn amazing. But just so you know, trouble. You run again, I’ll chase you, and when I catch you, I’ll use whatever means necessary to keep you right where I want you. Even if that takes tying you down, cuffing you to my bed, or my personal favorite, staying inside you every damn chance I get.” How he’s able to talk while thoroughly fucking me, all while expecting me to hold a conversation, is beyond me. All I know is I’d agree to anything he has to say. His head drops, and he nudges my lips with his. His breathing intensifies, as do his movements.
“You like that idea. I can feel your hot cunt tightening down on my cock so hard, I have to fight the need to go faster, to take you rougher. Only the fact that you’re still getting used to me is holding me back. Soon enough, I’ll be fucking you hard.” Crap on a cracker, I knew Tony liked to talk dirty, but this is a whole other level. It’s hotter and filthier, especially with his hand beneath the water, feeling the tip of his finger slide across what people would call a forbidden entrance. Except it’s not, not when it feels this good, indescribable. I wiggle my hips downward, taking him to the first knuckle.
“Ah, fuck. You’re the best kind of trouble, taking my cock in your cunt and my finger in your tight ass.” He’s not wrong about that. It’s a snug fit tied in with a delicious burning sensation.
“Yes, Tony, more, please.” Words are tumbling from my lips. Through it all, he keeps moving. I’m in a whirlwind, ready to take whatever he’s willing to give.
“I bet you’d take my cock so good, sucking the cum right out of my balls, just like you will tonight.” The words he uses, the way he describes everything in detail, what he wants to do to my body, it’s out-of-the-world amazing. It has my arms locking around his neck, my thighs quivering from holding him as close to my body as possible, and my breasts use his chest much like the rest of me is.
“Oh god, I want that. God, do I want that, with you, with all of you.” My eyes are unable to remain open. All I can do is hold on and enjoy the ride Tony is taking me on.
“Not god, trouble. Me. Watch me, watch us, just like last time. Remember? When we were out in the open? A lot like we are right now. Anybody could see across the way. It got you so hot. What if it happened now, though they won’t be able to see all of you? The water hides your writhing naked body. They’d have to use their imagination to wonder what you’d look like taking my dick, strangling me with each nudge of my hips.” Each word turns into an action. The man is a powerhouse of strength and determination, muscles flexing and pulling, sweat dripping along his temples, making him all the hotter.
“So close, Tony. Fuck. Fuck me.” He does what I ask, his forearm braced behind my head, which helps keep me from banging it backward with how much I’m moving.
“Doing exactly that, trouble. Come on my cock, Cora, and take me right along with you.” Never in my life have I been an orgasm-on-command type of girl. Apparently, with Tony, I am. My eyes slam shut, my muscles tense, and my center pulses around his length. Through it all, Tony keeps moving in and out, forward and backward. It isn’t until I feel him let loose, emptying himself inside of me, that every last ounce of energy is depleted from my body.
“Tony.” His name comes out on a sigh.
“Fuck, Coralynn. I’m never going to want to leave your body,” he mutters, pressing a kiss to my forehead.
I don’t want him to, either.
EIGHT
Tony
“Oh my god, I’m going to murder Cruella De Ville. How could she fuck up this badly? Seriously. We just did the walk-through yesterday. Now, today of all days, she’s saying that the table linens aren’t here. She left them at home. It’s the final freaking hour, and she asked me to drive to her place to pick them up. As if Luke and Shae aren’t spending a fortune as it is. That bitch can kick rocks. It’s her job. She screwed up, so she can figure it out.” Coralynn is fired all the way up and hasn’t let up since I opened the hotel door. I’d given her a key card when she left this morning. Apparently, in her tirade, she forgot it. I’m only glad she came running to me instead of running from me.