Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 91049 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 455(@200wpm)___ 364(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91049 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 455(@200wpm)___ 364(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
“I had planned to turn it into our engagement party before my mother’s suggestion. Yes, I should’ve told you sooner, but you should have come to me if you thought something was amiss.”
“You were going to propose?” I look at him through my lashes.
“Yes, you cheeky little monster. I’ve fallen in love with you, Cinder. I want you to be my wife. When I said you were mine, I meant it,” he says and crushes my lips.
I wrap my arms around his neck and open for him. He devours my mouth, deepening the kiss as he groans. He tugs the sheet away and tosses it aside.
I’m in my bra and panties. When I arrived home I stripped out of my clothes on autopilot and climbed into my bed. I wasn’t expecting to have company.
However, now that Princeton is searing my lips with his kiss, I’m glad there’s little between us. He cups one of my breasts in his hand as if in agreement. Breaking the kiss, he starts a trail of kisses across my jaw to my ear.
“You still haven’t told me when I hurt you. Why would you run from me?”
“I thought… I’m sorry. You’re right.”
He clicks his tongue. “I don’t want to be right, Cinder. I want you to see that I’ve always had your best interests at heart. Say it. I want to hear the words when you’re not angry at me.”
He looks in my eyes and waits expectantly. It takes me a moment to grasp what he’s asking for. Realization hits and I smile shyly.
“I love you,” I whisper.
“I love you too.”
He captures my lips again. This time his kiss is tender. Although his hands aren’t as gentle. He tears my panties right off my body. I reach to unfasten my bra before it meets the same fate.
“I’ve been trying to get you pregnant since the first time I entered you. You will stop your birth control as soon as we have the wedding.”
“So entitled.” I laugh.
However, my laugh is cut short as he lifts me to wrap around his body and stands. In the next motion, he drives into me and slams my back to the wall over my headboard. I cry out and cling to his back.
“You feel that? That’s what you do to me. How could I not love you,” he says into my ear as he rocks into me slowly.
I drop my head back against the wall. He presses a palm to the wall as his other arm wraps my back and his palm grasps my ass. When he bites down on my shoulder, I know this is going to be a slow, sweet torture. That will be my punishment.
“Princeton, please.” I already know that plea is going to fall on deaf ears.
This man is nothing if not determined. He will see his plan through. I think that’s one of the things that made me fall in love with him.
All of my neighbors must be on his payroll. Chris Brown’s “To My Bed” comes on from the apartment over me. Princeton thrusts into me to the sensual rhythm. Memory foam is a great investment.
This man is tearing it up slowly while standing on my mattress. This is some hot shit. I can’t help but drip down his shaft.
His tongue against my neck isn’t helping. When he starts to drag his teeth against my collarbone, I’m done for. I claw my fingers through his hair.
“Babe.” I gasp.
“I feel you coming.” He chuckles and stops.
I whimper. I see where this is going. My orgasm was right within my reach. He pulls out to the tip and pecks my nose. The smile on his lips is almost sadistic.
I look at him with pleading eyes. “Please.”
He groans and pushes inside me achingly slow. It’s still not what I need, but it stokes the fire within. I dig my nails into his back, hoping to break his restraint.
It doesn’t work. He continues the snail’s pace that’s likely to drive me crazy. At least, I think that’s his plan. He takes a step back, angling my hips and lower body.
I scream so loud when he starts to pound into me I think I drown out the music. Sweat drops from his face onto my torso. He looks at me through his lashes and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
“Don’t come, Cinder,” he commands.
“What? Why?”
“Because I said so,” he growls and slaps my ass.
“Princeton,” I cry, trying not to fall over the edge.
He slaps my ass again. “I said don’t come.”
I squeeze my eyes shut. I’m not going to be able to hold back if he keeps slapping my ass. His fat dick is already stretching me and hitting my spot.
My body starts to quiver. I curl my toes and reach for the wall behind me. It’s all I can do to try to keep from coming.