Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26853 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26853 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“I’m going to come,” she cried out, her body trembling.
“Flood my cock, sweet girl,” I commanded.
She shattered, warmth flooding my shaft and pubic bone, trickling down to my balls. Growling, I pumped my hips three more times before spilling into the condom, shouting her name as I did so and tightening my hand around her throat to the point I knew it would darken the bruise that had just begun to fade from our first time having sex.
She collapsed to my chest, and I wrapped my arms around her, squeezing her to me. She sighed, her breath fanning out over my chest.
“Will it always be this good?” she groaned.
I chuckled and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. I sure as fuck hoped so.
“I need to go home and check on my place,” Blakely said as we were showering.
I paused, my hands stilling in her hair as I looked down at her. “I don’t want you going back there,” I told her bluntly.
She frowned up at me, her eyes still closed. I resumed washing her hair, secretly loving that she would smell like me. It was just another way I was marking her as mine. She’d be damn lucky if I ever let her bathe and wash her hair with anything different ever again.
“It’s my home,” she told me, a hard edge to her voice.
“Not anymore, it’s not. You’re moving in here.”
She smacked my hands away. I grasped her wrists and shoved her back against the shower wall, slamming her wrists above her head, narrowing my eyes down at her fuming face.
“What the fuck, Jax?” she snapped at me. “I’m tied into a lease. And we barely know each other. I can’t just move in here. Have you even brought it up with your brothers?”
“I don’t fucking need to,” I retorted, glaring down at her. Her eyes were open now and stormy with anger and defiance. I wanted to spank it out of her so badly, my palms itched. “This is my home, too. I pay money for this place. I contribute. If I want you to move in here, you’ll damn well do so.”
She tried pulling her wrists from my grasp, huffing when I only tightened my hold to the point I knew it would bruise and arched a brow at her. “You’re a dick, Jax. You can’t just control where the hell I live.”
I snorted. “Want to fucking bet, sweet girl? You’re moving in here, and if you keep fighting me on it, I’ll spank your ass to the point you’re crying and giving in. You want that?”
She gritted her teeth. “I fucking dare you,” she hissed.
I shrugged one shoulder before spinning her around to face the wall. “Jax, don’t you fucking—ow!” she yelped when my palm cracked over her ass. I didn’t give her a break between the smacks, and I didn’t hold back.
My sweet girl would learn not to dare me to do something. I hoped her ass would bruise just so she’d have a reminder to not ever defy me again. I was trying to protect her. It was only a matter of time before something happened to her in that shit hole.
“Jax, stop. Fuck, stop!” she cried, her shoulders shaking now. “I’ll move in now.” She sniffled. “I’ll move in.”
I released her wrists and turned her around to face me before tugging her into my arms. She clung to me, her tears wetting my chest. I stroked my hand over her soapy, blonde hair.
“Thank you, sweet girl,” I murmured. I slid a hand between her thighs, surprised to find her drenched. “Well, well, well,” I murmured. I looked down at her. Her cheeks were red, her eyes shut. “Did getting a spanking turn you on?”
She tightened her lips, not answering me. I chuckled and stroked two fingers over her clit. She moaned, her body relaxing against mine. “That’s it,” I rumbled. “You took your spanking so well,” I praised her, knowing how much wetter praise made her. She licked her lips, her eyes finally opening to look up at me. “I think you deserve a reward.”
“A reward?” she breathed.
I lowered myself to my knees before lifting her up. She shrieked when her back met the shower wall. I draped her thighs over my shoulders, my hands gripping her sore ass to hold her up. Then, I dove into her addictive pussy.
“Yes,” she moaned, her fingers plunging into my hair.
“You going to be good for me from now on?” I asked from between her thighs.
“Yes. God, yes. I’ll be anything you want,” she breathed.
I chuckled and dove in, lapping at her clit before eating her out like she was the first thing I’d eaten in days.
For her, I would always be a starving man.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Jax
Ipressed my phone to my ear as I watched Blakely organize her things in the drawers I’d cleared for her in my dresser and the space I’d given her in my closet. Konrad had gone with me earlier to get her things out of her apartment. She’d put everything in boxes, and we’d hauled it into the back of my truck. She didn’t have many things, and any furniture she had, I put in a storage unit I purchased for her.