Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
He chuckled, the stubble of his beard tickling my chest before he lifted his face, kissing me hard. “Ready to take my cock, baby?”
“Yes, please,” I panted.
“That’s my good girl.”
My inner walls clenched at his praise.
He sat up, tossing his boxer briefs to the side. His body looked even better naked than it felt under the covers. I leaned forward, tracing my tongue along the swirling, black lines on his left pec.
“Down, baby,” he commanded, nudging me onto my back and sliding just the tip of his dick against my drenched folds.
That was all the warning I got before he started to slide in slowly until he filled me to the hilt. “Fuck, you’re so damn tight.”
His gaze stayed on mine as he let my body adjust to his fullness.
I spread my legs wider, getting used to his massive size before I gripped his shoulders and moved my hips ever so slowly.
“That’s it, baby, take my cock,” he encouraged.
I ground against him, any hint of the earlier pain replaced by pleasure. “Feels so good.”
“Thank fuck,” he groaned, gripping my hips to pull me toward him with each thrust as he picked up the pace.
When my inner walls clamped around his hard length, he growled, “That’s it, baby. Give me another one. Come all over my cock.”
“Yessss,” I hissed.
My whole body hummed as I licked down his pec, retracing the lines of his tattoo. He breathed hard against me, and each time he moved, the glide of his thick dick sent another shock wave straight to my core.
His hand went between us, and I didn’t know I could get even more turned on until he rubbed my clit while continuing to pump in and out of me. That was all it took for me to explode, and I cried out his name. “Oh, my…Beck! Yes!”
“Fuck, that’s it. Take it all, baby. Milk my cock with that sweet pussy. Yes! Fuck!”
I pumped my hips to meet his, taking in all of him as his orgasm followed mine.
Both our bodies finally stilled, and we stayed connected, our breathing in sync. I never wanted to move from that moment, but Beck eventually detached and got up.
“I’ll be right back, baby,” he whispered, placing a light kiss on my cheek before he darted to the bathroom.
I heard the spray of the water, then he fumbled back into the dark room, and I felt a warm, wet cloth between my legs. He didn’t say anything as he cleaned me up, tossing the towel to the side before he wrapped his arms around me again, my back pressed against his chest.
I was safe and warm, and my eyes drifted closed as if they couldn’t stay open anymore.
8
PHOENIX
Waking up with Lindsay tucked into my side, soft and warm, was exactly what I didn’t know I’d needed. Her bare back was pressed to my chest, her breathing slow and even, her legs tangled with mine. My cock stirred instantly—because how the hell could it not? But I didn’t feel an urgency to fuck her.
I felt satisfied.
She was mine now.
I’d marked her.
Claimed her.
And fucked her bare.
The possessive part of me felt smug as hell knowing I was already working on breeding her. If I had my way, she’d be pregnant by the end of the damn week. Maybe sooner. She wasn’t going anywhere, not now. Not after the way she’d begged for more, moaned my name, and clung to me as though she never wanted to let go.
Not that there’d ever been a chance in hell I would have let her go before.
I kissed her shoulder, letting my hand trail down her side and curve over her hip.
Her breath hitched slightly, then I heard the smile in her voice when she murmured, “That’s a nice way to wake up.”
“Mmm,” I grunted against her skin. “Better get used to it.”
She rolled over to face me, blinking sleepily, and my chest went tight and warm just looking at her. I didn’t know how this exquisite creature was mine. Or what I had done to deserve her.
I mentally snorted. Nothing. I would never be good enough for Lindsay. But I wasn’t gonna let that stop me from keeping her.
“I have to take care of some club shit,” I said with a sigh, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Probably gone for a few hours.”
“Okay,” she said softly, but something flickered behind her eyes.
“Lindsay.” I cupped her cheek, making sure she was fully focused on me. “We need to talk about something. I’ll never lie to you. But if it’s club business, I won’t always be able to tell you everything. Some things aren't mine to share.”
She nodded without hesitation. “I can handle that. Just don’t shut me out, okay?”
My mouth curved as pride lit through me. “Good girl.”
Her cheeks flushed like they always did when I called her that, and I kissed her slow and deep. Showing her my gratitude and reminding her who owned her at the same time.