Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 68937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 345(@200wpm)___ 276(@250wpm)___ 230(@300wpm)
“I didn’t ask if you wanted to, sweet darling. I said…” He twisted my hips and I was facing the wall with a quick flick of his fingers. “Turn around.”
There was that shiver of fear again.
I had no clue Craig was this strong.
And now that I think about it, I’d never in my life thought his hands were that big.
Or rough.
The memory of his fingers dancing over the soft skin of my inner thighs came to mind, and I specifically remembered callused hands.
Craig didn’t have…
“You’re not a virgin, are you, darling?” he asked into my ear, his voice pitched low.
“N-no.” I swallowed.
I almost wished that I was.
To give a man like this my virginity…it would’ve been way better than how I’d given it when I was in my late teens.
“Condom?” he rasped.
I closed my eyes as the heart rate that I’d thought I got under control took off on me again.
“I’m on birth control,” I said. “And I do know that you have to have regular blood tests to be a member of this club. They made me get one before I could come. Are you clean?”
His hand traveled up to cup my breast over my tight, black strapless dress and squeezed. “I’m clean.”
The way he said that against my shoulder blade made me shiver.
“But I’m gonna wear one for your peace of mind,” he said.
“No!” I all but blurted. “That’s not part of the fantasy.”
His hands stilled at my hips where he’d begun fisting my dress up inch my inch without moving his hand placement.
“You want it raw, darling?” he asked.
I squeezed my eyes tightly shut and said, “Yeah.”
He rammed his cock home, and I screamed.
The only thing that kept that scream from penetrating the darkness was his hand that covered my mouth in anticipation.
I didn’t think it was possible, but all of a sudden, I was right there again.
The need.
The buildup.
It all led to this moment right here…
“By the way…” he breathed as he pulled almost all the way out. “I’m not Craig.”
Shock tore through me, then the most absolute of pleasures.
The terror and fear, combined with the overwhelming pleasure, was really fucking me up.
I didn’t know how to react.
I didn’t know what to do.
But my body did.
My body opened to him.
It flared to life with each drag of his cock against my sensitive nerve endings.
He was big.
Really big.
Bigger than anything I’d ever felt before, and some of my exes hadn’t been slouches in the girth department.
But they’d never had both girth and length.
And the man inside of me, the man I didn’t know, was fucking me in a way that I didn’t think I’d ever recover from.
The orgasm pulled me under, sucking me straight into the darkness.
The only thing visible were stars as I squeezed my eyes tightly shut in reaction.
His body continued to pound into mine. His hand in my hair roughly pulled my head to the right.
And the other hand on my hip was squeezing so damn tight that I’d be wearing his bruises there tomorrow.
But he didn’t stop.
Not when my feet couldn’t hold me anymore.
Not when I was gasping so hard for breath.
Not when I was literally limp in his arms.
He fucked me until I felt like I’d never recover.
And when I came for a third time, forced to by his talented fingers, he finally allowed himself to let go.
I came down from my high, and terror once again made itself known.
“W-who are you?” I asked.
He pulled out and the rush of his release spilled down my bare thighs.
“Maybe one day I’ll tell you, darling.”
Then he left me standing there in shock.
I’ve been ordering the same Subway sandwich my whole life. What makes you think I’ll cheat on you?
—Keely’s secret thoughts
DIMA
I couldn’t sleep.
Every time I closed my eyes, my mind kept going back to what I’d done the night before, and I couldn’t turn the replay off.
I found myself heading to my computer and using my rudimentary skills to find an email address for Keely Clayborne using her work’s website.
She was listed as one of the ‘top employees’ there, with all of her information right in the open for anyone that had a computer to see.
Once I had her email, I forwarded her a report that clearly showed that I had a clean bill of health.
Then, for good measure, I sent her the video of us fucking in that alley because I was a sadist.
For the finishing touches, I went to her company’s website and removed all of her information off of there, so all that was left was a generic photo of a woman that closely resembled her.
Then I did another hard search for her throughout the internet and went about deleting all of that information.
The problem was, the woman was everywhere.
Literally.
She had social media on every single fucking website that there was, and some of those websites she had multiple accounts.