Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 70162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Ghost slid one hand into my hair and used the other to guide his cock to my mouth. Instead of pushing in, he rubbed his precum over my lips. “I want to see your face shiny and wet with spit and cum. I want your lips swollen. I want you to look thoroughly used. Are you going to give me that?”
I nodded, and he pushed in. I thought he’d go deep, but he only gave me a few inches. “Suck,” he demanded.
I did, tasting more of his precum and teasing the underside of his shaft with my tongue.
“Look at me,” he demanded.
When I did, the lust in his eyes nearly made me choke.
He pulled out, then pushed into my throat. Frantically, I tried to swallow around him, but I ended up gagging.
He pulled out, and I gasped for air.
“You can take it all.” His voice was softer, almost soothing.
I could. I knew I could.
He thrust back in, and this time, I took what he gave as he slowly worked himself deeper and deeper until every inch of him was down my throat. He held himself there, using both hands in my hair to keep me pressed against him.
I started to panic. I couldn’t breathe. I needed him to let go. I shoved at his legs, but he didn’t budge. How was he so fucking strong? Finally, he released me, and I bent over, desperately dragging in air.
“That was impressive.”
“You said you… weren’t… trying to murder me.” My voice was raspy, and I struggled to get the words out.
“I’m not, but I am trying to push you to your limits.”
“Are you like this with everyone?”
“No, only the ones I know can handle it.”
Hearing him say that, knowing he was confident I could handle whatever kinky shit he was into, made me feel warm inside. It made me feel better than I had in a long time.
How sad was that? I had agreed to hook up with a probable psychopath who liked chasing me and choking me with his dick, and that made me feel good about myself.
“You want more?”
“Fuck yes I do.”
I swallowed him down, and he groaned. The sound made my cock jump. I was so hard, so needy, but I was going to show him I could do exactly what he asked.
I sucked his cock like I was born to do it, moving with him easily.
When he pulled out of my mouth, I whimpered, wanting more.
“Eager, aren’t you?”
I wiped my mouth and smiled up at him. “Did you really think you’d have to force me?”
“Never.”
He held out his hand. I took it and let him pull me to my feet.
“What are you going to do to me now?” My voice was barely audible.
He laid his hand against my neck and ran his thumb over the front of my throat. “Poor baby. Is your throat sore?”
I narrowed my eyes. “Are you always such an asshole?”
“You loved sucking my cock.”
“Yeah, I did.”
“You’re too honest.”
If he only knew all the things I’d lied about. “That’s not something I’ve been accused of before.”
“Really? You don’t seem like a man who plays games.”
“But you’ve got me playing one right now.”
“You liked running from me. It was the perfect warm-up for us.”
“And now, here I am, at your mercy.”
“Anytime you’re around me, you’re at my mercy.”
“Don’t be so sure of that. I’m not as stupid as I look.” Or maybe I was. I’d had a hell of a lot of sex with men and women, but I’d never bottomed for a man, yet there I was ready to give up my ass to a guy who’d warned me that he wanted to fuck me half to death.
“I would never call you stupid, and I don’t think you’re at all weak, but right now, you’re my prey.”
My heart slammed against my chest. Could I get away from him if I wanted to? I’d never been with anyone I didn’t think I could overpower.
I was okay, though, wasn’t I? My brothers knew this guy. We were working with him.
Whatever the danger, I didn’t want to escape. There was nothing quite like putting your life on the line and coming out the winner. Nothing had ever made me feel as good as the nights when I’d held my own on a fierce bull and gotten away unscathed.
Were you ever really unscathed?
I refused to pay attention to Rhys’s voice in my head, always trying to keep me safe and sane.
Ghost started walking toward the bedroom, towing me behind him. I let him. I was in this for the whole ride, and it damn well better be a lot longer than eight seconds.
The cabin wasn’t big, but Ghost moved like he knew exactly where we were going. Had he been in there before?
All thought stopped when he paused at the end of the bed, turned, and pulled me against him.