Total pages in book: 8
Estimated words: 7625 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 38(@200wpm)___ 31(@250wpm)___ 25(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 7625 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 38(@200wpm)___ 31(@250wpm)___ 25(@300wpm)
My body responded to him in a way it never had to anyone before. No one could drive me up as high as he could. Not even the damned battery-operated devices that claimed to make you see the face of God.
He was it for me.
So when his fingers slipped inside of me and started to thrust, my own hand was helpless but to slide into his pants and grab his thick length, stroking it until his breathing was ragged, until his fingers inside me got more and more demanding.
“Fuck,” he growled, pulling his hand out of my panties, then snagging the material to rip off of me, stuffing them into his pocket before reaching for me again, pressing me down on the cold cement floor then coming over me. “Fucking missed you,” he said as my legs wrapped around his lower back, pulling him tight. “Didn’t think I’d see you again,” he added, tone as intense as his eyes were.
“Like I would let that happen,” I said, smiling up at him as his hips shifted and his cock pressed against my cleft before he shifted and surged inside of me.
“Fucking love you, Clyde,” he hissed as he buried deep inside of me.
That was the first time he’d said it, the first time it had even been hinted at. Even though each touch, each kiss, each deep conversation we engaged in, every night we’d spent together hinted at it.
I wasn’t prepared for the intensity of my reaction to those words. It was like my soul had been waiting for them to be said.
I felt a strange crack somewhere deep inside.
The last of my walls, of my defenses, slipping away.
Leaving me completely his once and for all.
Tears, unexpected, uncharacteristic, flooded my eyes, slipping out before I got a chance to blink them away.
“I love you too,” I said, my arms and legs wrapping him up tight for emphasis. “More than I knew was possible,” I added.
His brutalized face softened as he leaned down, pressing a kiss to each cheek, catching the tears, before sealing his lips to mine as he started to move inside of me.
Slow and deep.
Intense, as intimate as the feelings we’d just shared.
It wasn’t long, though, for the urgency to take over completely.
My hips ground up into him, silently begging for more.
Lifting up, he looked down as he started to slam into me, taking me hard and deep, driving me up then through the first orgasm within moments, making a strangled cry escape me.
A growl moved through him as he reached for my hips, grabbing them, and rolling me onto my stomach, then yanking me up onto all fours, my hands sliding across the sticky blood on the floor as I went. It should have freaked me out, but only seemed to manage to make the desire stronger.
Love, in its purest, most undiluted form, was by nature, destructive. Luckily for us, though, our love was only going to destroy any and everyone who dared to try to get in the way of it.
So the proof of that, yeah, it only fanned the flames of my desire as Bear slammed into me again.
If it weren’t for his big hands sinking into my hips, holding me in place, the ferocity of his thrusts would have sent me flying forward.
“You feel so fucking good,” he growled as he fucked me. Harder. Faster.
One of his hands left my hip, sinking into the hair at the base of my neck, curling in, and yanking.
The pain spread across my scalp until I arched upward, resting my back against his body.
My hips dropped down as he thrust upward, and his hands moved around me, sliding up my belly, then yanking down the front of my shirt, exposing my barely-there bra. But only for a second before he was pulling the cups down, baring me to the cool air.
My nipples pebbled up, making a growl move through Bear, and vibrate into me as his fingers found them, rolling them in delicious circles as we continued to move together amid all the destruction around us.
“Come for me, baby,” Bear growled in my ear as his breathing got more labored, ready for release himself.
One of his hands slid down my belly to tease my clit as we moved, driving me up to that edge, leaving me stranded there for one excruciatingly long moment, then throwing me over, leaving me free-falling into my orgasm.
I cried out as my pussy squeezed his cock, making a growl move through him as he fucked me through it, dragged it out, then slammed deep as he came himself.
“That was probably very stupid,” I said as I leaned back into him, trying to let my breathing and heart rate return to normal. “You were just tortured,” I said, shaking my head.
“Yeah, and for a couple minutes there, I felt good,” he said, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of my head as he slid out of me. “But we need to go,” he said, slowly getting to his feet, then reaching down to pull me up as well.