Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 81787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
I wanted her. I wanted inside her. I wanted her under me.
I rolled on top of her, breaking the kiss to get the sweatshirt off her body. Her plump, well-kissed lips were slightly parted as she stared up at me. My eyes fell to her tits, bouncing with her quick, short breaths. She opened her legs and shifted her hips. Her lashes fluttered as she let out a sexy little sound the moment my hard dick rubbed her clit.
Unable to take any more, I sat up and removed my boxers. The way her eyes widened with excitement when my dick was freed made me feel like a damn king. I had to get inside her. Feel her squeezing me, milking me while I looked down into those blue eyes.
“Please,” she begged me, lifting her hips.
I was done. Nothing mattered but fucking this woman. My brain had short-circuited, and my cock was now in control.
Grabbing her thigh, I held her steady as I sank into her. The pure euphoria of the hot velvet sucking me in as pleasure washed over that gorgeous face was incomparable to anything I had ever felt. Me. I was giving that to her. She wanted me. This wasn’t someone else taking what had been mine. It was my dick in her tight pussy. Getting back what had been taken from me.
“That’s fucking heaven, baby,” I groaned. “It’s like fucking a damn angel. Sinking my dick in your pussy while seeing that pretty face.”
Her back arched, and she made one of her throaty moans. “Wilder.” My name sounded like she was pleading.
“You need more? Want it harder?” I asked.
Any self-control I’d thought I had was gone. The animal in me wanted to grab her hips and ride her hard. Lose myself in the ecstasy. Forget my own damn name.
“Please, yes, that’s so good,” she begged.
My hands sank into her flesh, and I began to slam into her like a man possessed.
“FUCK! That pussy is mine!”
In that moment, I wanted it to be. I wanted to murder every damn man who had been here before.
Oakley lifted her knees, opening up more, then wrapped her long legs around my waist. “Oh God, Wilder!”
There was nothing on earth as beautiful this woman as I fucked her. God, she was perfect.
Mine. Mine. That damn word kept pounding in my head, and I wanted to shout it. Make sure the world heard it.
But it wasn’t fucking true. I didn’t deserve her.
But right now, in this moment, she was going to be mine. I’d make sure her body never forgot how I could make her feel.
“That’s it, beautiful girl. Take my cock. Come all over it. Let me feel you soak me before I shoot my release deep inside you.”
Her nails sank into my arms as she threw her head back. “WILDER!” she screamed as her body jerked beneath me.
The sight of her sent me over into the bliss along with her. My entire body shook as I began to unload inside her. Knowing she was being filled with me only made it all the more powerful. My eyes were locked on her face as I rode the frenzy our bodies were caught up in.
“Wilder.” She let out another strangled cry and tightened around me again as she clung to me.
I pulled her against me, wrapping my arms around her as I rolled onto my back. She was lying half on top of me as I gasped to take a deep breath, still buried in her silky sheath. Easing my hips back, I slid out of her, hating to end the connection. I wanted to stay this way. Not face reality. Let it just be us. Here. Like this.
She pressed a kiss to my chest and sighed contentedly. My arms flexed as I held her. Neither of us spoke, as if afraid to end the moment.
When her breathing began to slow and deepen, I closed my eyes. An odd sense of something I wasn’t familiar with tugged at me just as I eased off into sleep.
Twenty-Nine
Oakley
“Well, isn’t that sweet?” a deep voice drawled.
I opened my eyes as Wilder’s arms locked around me.
King was standing in the room, looking at us with an amused gleam in his eye. “Y’all got about five minutes before we have company. And one of them is someone you probably don’t want to walk in and see this, but on the other hand, it would be entertaining as fuck.”
“Shit,” Wilder muttered. “Do you not fucking knock?”
King shrugged. “I did. No answer. I thought I might find this and was giving you a heads-up. Thatcher, Storm, and Sebastian are on their way out here. We have an update, and we have to get moving.”
I started to get up, but Wilder didn’t release me. If anything, his hold got tighter.
“Go outside and wait for them. I’ll come open the door when we’re ready.” His voice was thick with sleep, making his annoyance sound sexy.