Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 51484 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 257(@200wpm)___ 206(@250wpm)___ 172(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51484 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 257(@200wpm)___ 206(@250wpm)___ 172(@300wpm)
By the time his face fills the screen, I’m spread-eagle in front of the phone, my fingers between my legs.
“Jesus Christ,” he swears, his expression downright feral. He’s leaned back against a wall, his sweats pulled down just low enough to release his cock. Every muscle in his body flexes as he stares at me like a raging bull. “Goddamn, princess. Look at you.”
“L-look at you,” I moan, my fingers rolling over my clit. The fact that my face isn’t in the frame makes me braver and bolder. I spread my legs wider, making sure he can see the way I circle my opening with one finger, teasing him. “Look how wet you made me, Jordan.”
“Fucking hell,” he swears violently, his fist clenched around his hard cock. “If I were there right now, you’d be screaming for mercy, you dirty little princess.”
“Yeah? You think so?” I slip the very tip of my finger inside myself, watching the way his chest heaves when I do it. I quickly pull it out, teasing him. “Maybe I want you screaming for mercy this time, handsome.” I dip my finger into my pussy again and then pull it back out. God, it takes all of my willpower not to thrust it all the way in just to see him unravel a little more. Just to feel the pleasure burning through my veins.
“Stop fucking teasing me and fuck your fingers right now, Sutton,” he growls.
“Make me.”
“I swear to Christ, little girl,” he snarls, his hand flying up and down his cock. “When I get my hands on you…”
“W-what are you going to do to me?”
“Fuck you until you break.” He pants, his steely gray eyes on fire as he stares at me through the phone screen…stares at my pussy. “I’m not going to stop until I plant my baby in you.”
My heart leaps into my throat, a flood of moisture spilling across my fingers. He notices, damn him.
A guttural laugh breaks from his lips. “Oh, princess. I’ve got your number now. You want me to breed that pretty little hole, don’t you?”
“N-no,” I lie.
Wrong thing to say, apparently.
His eyes flash with unholy fire, his grip on his cock tightening. “Lie to me again, and I’ll do it with your panties stuffed in your mouth so no one hears you screaming for mercy, princess.”
His threat breaks me wide open. I sob his name, thrusting two fingers inside myself. My hips arch from the bed, pleasure ripping through me.
“That’s it, baby,” he croons, eyes riveted to the sight of me fucking my fingers for him. “Fuck yourself just like that for me. Don’t stop until I decide you can.”
“Please,” I gasp, writhing against my hand as an orgasm rolls over me, dragging me under. I shudder my way through it, choking on his name. But I don’t stop. Wet sounds fill the room around me. My body bows off the bed again and again. But I keep going, desperate to give him what he wants…perhaps to give us both what we need.
“You’re doing so good for me, baby. Keep going. Give me another one.”
How is it possible for him to command my body from an entirely different state, with nothing but a phone screen between us? It defies logic…and yet, he manages it with ease. I come again, gasping for breath, praying for mercy.
“One more, sweet girl,” he whispers. “Give me one more to hold me over until you’re back in my arms.”
I’m helpless to do anything but obey, so damn desperate for him I think I’d give him anything. Five years never changed the way I felt. Now that he’s back in my life, the feelings are even more intense than they were, screaming in my veins as if desperate to break free. Denied for too long.
I try to keep my eyes on the screen, to watch him pleasure himself. He strokes his cock to the same rhythm I thrust. It’s almost as if he’s the one fucking me, as if that’s what he’s imagining too.
Something about that thought sends me right back to the edge.
“Jordan, please,” I gasp, my toes curling as I hover right there, trying to fight it off until he comes too. “Please, I need you.”
“You have me, Sutton. You’ve always had me,” he groans. “I’ve been yours since the very first fucking time I set eyes on you.”
I whimper his name, my heart threatening to burst.
“Come for me, princess. Right now.”
I thrust my fingers deep, rolling my thumb over my clit. My ass leaves the bed, a strangled cry erupting from my lips. I shatter into pieces, wrecked and wrung out, my heart beating wildly for him.
He groans in pleasure, and I manage to drag my eyes open just in time to see every muscle in his body lock up as cum spills across his fingers, landing all over his abs. He chants my name, working his fist up and down to work out every drop.