Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 101887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 408(@250wpm)___ 340(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101887 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 408(@250wpm)___ 340(@300wpm)
“Fuck,” I cry out as he starts to rock into me as he uses his hands to grind my hips into him.
He dips his head in and licks from the base of my throat up to my chin, where he bites my skin gently before taking my lips in a searing kiss. I whimper into his mouth as he begins to thrust up into me.
He flips me onto my back and pins my legs out to my sides. The way he looks down at me as he works his body into mine is so intense, I think I might come from the sight alone. Sweat drips down my breasts and a sheen of sweat has begun to cover his face and chest.
“Fuck, baby. Fuck,” he growls.
He throws his head back. My pussy ripples around him and I feel my juices gush. I begin to keen as I claw at his back.
That seems to turn him on, encouraging him to pump harder. My toes curl and I throw my head back into the pillow. He flexes his fingers against his hold on my inner thighs as the sound of my juices and moans fills the air.
He’s pounding into me rhythmically as if there’s music playing in the room. I take back all my shit talking about his age. There are men who fuck to find their own release and then there are men like this.
“Oh, fuck, Ronan. I’m coming,” I scream.
This man has me fucking screaming my head off. My eyes widen in surprise. He gives me a cocky smile as he bites down on his lower lip.
While I’m singing for him like he pays the rent and keeps my belly full, he’s deep diving in my guts, like he’s going to unearth the world’s most wanted treasure. It would be one thing if he was just tearing my pussy up, but the man looks sexy as fuck while he’s owning every inch of my body.
“Fuck, Ronan. Holy shit. Yes, yes, yes.”
“You’re mine. This pussy belongs to me, Danny,” he bites out.
I don’t know what I love more. Hearing him call me his or the way my nickname rolls off his tongue. I know I should be more concerned with how he learned the name, but right now he could call me Otis and I wouldn’t care as long as he doesn’t stop fucking me.
He shifts to his knees, giving me a small reprieve as he’s not as deep from this position. Not that it’s much, as he keeps thrusting into my wet walls. He reaches for my ankle and pulls my foot to his mouth.
As he looks into my eyes, he sucks my toes between his lips. While my toes are still in his mouth, he stares down at me as he strokes into me.
As the thought crosses my mind that the chick screaming needs to shut the fuck up so I can enjoy this dick in peace, I realize it’s me. I’m that chick.
It’s so good I’m losing my damn mind. Ronan doesn’t just fuck, he consumes. I should’ve kept my distance.
Now I’m ready for my next hit and he’s still inside of me, wrecking me for life stroke after stroke. His big body looks like it was made to connect with mine. He shifts his angle just a bit and begins tapping at my G-spot.
“Oh my God. This shit is insane. You have to be fucking kidding me,” I breathe. “Un-fucking-real.”
“Ach, I promise ya it’s real. Keep coming for me just like that, love. Yer gorgeous when ya come.
“Ya think ya can handle a bit more? I can go all night,” he says with a cocky glint in his eyes.
Oh, he has me fucked up. I shake off the shock of him fucking my brains out and make good on my promise. I pull my foot from his mouth and pull both my legs behind my head.
His eyes roll back in his head as I begin to tighten my walls around him. I know I have him when he reaches for the headboard and groans as he pumps his hips.
His eyes widen when I begin to throw it at him from my pretzel position. Reaching to cup the back of my head, he then crushes his lips to mine in a hard kiss. Our tongues twist and tangle as we fight for dominance.
I give up on a whimper as he begins to roll his hips and take charge of everything. His touch, his kiss, the feel of him inside of me—it’s all so overwhelming.
“Ya were made for me, Danika. I’m not going to let ya go easily,” he pants into my ear.
He says that now. I wonder if he’ll feel the same once he knows everything there is to know about me. I want to keep him, but I don’t think I can.