Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 95950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 480(@200wpm)___ 384(@250wpm)___ 320(@300wpm)
“Why are you doing this?” My tongue darts out to moisten my lips. “This isn’t you.”
Storm clouds gather in his eyes as he snarls, “How can you say that when you know next to nothing about me?”
“That’s not true.”
When he grinds against me again, arousal detonates inside my core. This time, dousing the desire set ablaze is impossible. It’s like a wildfire burning out of control.
As soon as the whimper escapes, his eyes sharpen and a predatory look flares to life within them. One hand snakes up the bare skin of my leg, leaving a rush of shivers in its wake. When I attempt to shift, he holds me in place, anchoring me with his larger body. There’s no way to escape his touch.
“Austin…”
“What, sweet girl? You want me to stroke that pretty little pussy of yours? Is that what you need? Jasper’s not giving it to you anymore and you’re already lonely?”
I’m deathly afraid that he’ll touch me in a way no one else ever has. I’m more turned on now than I’ve been in my life, and that scares the shit out of me.
Especially when all he’s doing is lashing out.
His despicable behavior should disgust me.
I should be fighting him tooth and nail.
Clawing at his face.
In that moment of clarity, I realize there must be something very wrong with me.
What other reasonable explanation could there be?
“I’ve already told you,” flames lick at my cheeks as I force out the rest, “Jasper never touched me like that.”
His hand inches upward, moving dangerously close to the apex of my thighs.
“Doubtful. All he did was brag to anyone who would listen about how much you enjoyed him banging you. How you begged to be filled.” By the end of his tirade, his voice is nothing more than a snarl as if he detests the thought of Jasper defiling me almost as much as I do.
“They’re all lies.”
“Ah, right. I forgot. You’re as pristine as the freshly driven snow.”
The moment his fingers stroke across the seam of my panty-covered pussy, my teeth sink savagely into my lower lip to keep the moan trapped inside. I’ll be damned if I give him anything else to wield against me. His warm breath rushes across my mouth, making me dizzy with the ferocious need attempting to claw its way out.
“Just like I suspected—you’re fucking soaked through.”
Instead of acknowledging the truth, I turn away. The last thing I want to see is the triumph filling his eyes.
“Tell me, sweet girl, are you owner specific or does it even matter who touches you?”
A harsh laugh escapes from him as I jerk my head until my gaze can refasten on his.
“Fuck you.”
His fingers pause over my entrance before slowly pressing against it.
“I bet you’d enjoy it if I did.”
I smash my lips together until they feel bloodless and shove at his chest, wanting only to dislodge him. He doesn’t budge. Instead, his fingers fall into a steady rhythm that makes me want to scream as arousal crashes unwantedly through me.
Any moment I’m going to—
The heavy weight crushing me to the mattress vanishes as the intense sensations throbbing an insistent beat dissolve, leaving me feeling achy and unfulfilled. It’s disturbing to realize that it actually wouldn’t take much to make me beg.
Without a word, he swings away before sauntering to the dresser. My gaze tracks his movements as my heartrate gradually settles. Even though my brain is firing off a slew of messages, nothing is being received. All I’m capable of is lying on the bed, limbs akimbo, trying to find my bearings.
My gaze falls to his naked backside as he yanks open the dresser drawer.
Why does he have to be so gorgeous?
So perfectly built?
That’s when I realize he’s way more dangerous than Jasper.
I’ve spent the last month pining for Austin. Even though I denied it to myself, he’s fascinated me since we were first introduced at Hawthorne Prep. And that longing has only grown over time.
With fleeting touches.
Simmering looks.
Quietly spoken words I coveted like something precious.
“You ready to get to work?”
I blink, only to find him looming over me. He’s wearing athletic shorts, but his chest is still bare.
I clear my throat and pray he’s done messing with me for the day. I don’t know how much more I can take. “Can we go downstairs now?”
“Nope. Here’s just fine.”
His gaze slides down my body. That’s all it takes to make me aware that I’m still sprawled out on his mattress. I jerk upright before combing my fingers through my mussed hair.
“It would be easier if we worked at a desk or table.”
“Nah. I like seeing you in my bed.” He tilts his head. “Although, it would be better if you were naked. Any chance of that happening?”
“No.”
“You sure about that? Seems like you enjoy me touching you.”
I shake my head and force my gaze away. It’s so much easier to think straight when I’m not staring full on at him. He’s just…too much.