Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 286(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 357(@200wpm)___ 286(@250wpm)___ 238(@300wpm)
And because I’m that man, this is what I can do: fuck and give her pleasure, show her just how much I need her and how deeply being with her undoes me. I can make her scream with ecstasy and embrace her through the night, letting her sleep peacefully. I can hold her tight while she trembles, and keep my pain to myself, so she doesn’t feel my struggles. I can be tough and in control because that’s what she needs, even if she doesn’t realize it yet. I can be that person and still want to memorize the way her eyelashes rest against her cheeks and the softness of her lips. I can be the tough guy who keeps one of her shirts close, breathing in her scent long after she’s gone.
My throat is a tight coil of regret for so much of my life that I fucking wasted and spoiled. It burns with longing for this woman who I’m going to have to watch walk away without telling her how I feel. I swallow it down, and clear my throat, staring at Rock whose face is tight and eyes are wild. “You think she’s ready for us?”
“Yeah,” Rock rasps. “She's slick and open.”
“Turn around, princess. It’s time.” As Lory pushes up on her arms, I seize the opportunity to capture her mouth in a deep, possessive kiss, my tongue sweeping over hers. I grip her neck, and I tremble as I lose myself in all her soft femininity. This might be the last time we’re together this way, and it’s killing me to think about letting her go. Guiding her back into Rock’s lap, I urge him to lean back so she can rest comfortably against his chest. With him buried deep inside her, her pussy looks totally full, but she can handle more. I press my length against her entrance, letting the weight of my body bear down on her until I penetrate just an inch.
“Oh, fuck.” Her fingernails dig into Rock’s chest, but he doesn’t complain; instead, he glides his hands over her back, offering encouragement.
“You can do this. You can take us. This pussy’s going to break us, Lory.”
“If you don't break it first,” she laughs nervously.
“Tell me if it hurts.” I kiss her between the shoulder blades as the urge to thrust becomes a flare of heat so big my thighs tremble. I push deeper, and she groans but doesn't complain. I know why. It’s impossibly tight, and when Rock shifts, the sensation of moving alongside him makes us all cry out.
“That's hot as fuck.” Hyde's voice carries from the doorway where he's watching and rubbing the back of his neck, half dazed from sleep.
“Hyde.” Lory calls him, and he comes, dipping his head to kiss her while me and Rock pound into her. She reaches into his pants to pull out his dick, jerking it frantically like she wants him to catch up with us and have a chance to orgasm at the same time.
“Can you call me James?” He ducks his head as heat flushes his cheeks.
He's been Hyde for as long as he's been at Blackstone, named by some fucker in D-Block who saw him switch and thought it was funny. Hyde laughed at first, playing up to the name, but I could tell it bothered him. Like calling a one-legged man stumpy, it highlighted his weakness, and no man can bear that without some kind of pain.
James was a scared teenager who came to this prison for letting his fists fly at an old enemy who deserved way more than the beating he got. Hyde is the man who hasn't been able to stay outside these walls for long enough to find another way in life.
Hyde’s request to be called his given name shows he’s trying to find a way to separate himself from the man he is inside Blackstone. He's working on walking toward the light at the end of the tunnel and he's hoping Lory might be it.
When she touches his face and whispers, “James,” my heart thuds in awe. Her kindness and consideration balls a lump of emotion into my throat. He kisses her like the water is rising and she’s the last pocket of air.
My dick is an iron bar, dribbling pre-cum like it's sprung a leak, making every movement slick and easy. I watch Hyde bend to suck Lory's nipple while she uses her free hand to cup Rock's cheek, rasping against his thick beard. We're one entity, moving with ease towards pleasure so vast it could swallow us all whole. I twist her hair around my fist and mouth the back of her neck, licking a path that makes her shiver.
“Lory.” Rock is the first to call out, jerking upwards as he comes with a growl.