Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 162003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 810(@200wpm)___ 648(@250wpm)___ 540(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 162003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 810(@200wpm)___ 648(@250wpm)___ 540(@300wpm)
I mumbled around him, unable to answer since my mouth was stuffed full of his cock. I couldn’t help my response. It was hard-wired into my brain to like this now. He’d done that to me. He’d made me enjoy every dirty and rough and depraved thing that he did to me.
“You betrayed my trust tonight.” He pulled out and thrust deeper with a grunt. “And I didn’t fucking like it.”
I reached up and stroked his thigh as my eyes met his. A silent apology. A peace offering. His body remained steadfast, over six feet of pure male towering above me. He’d never looked hotter. Or angrier. But I could see his resolve fading as his eyes roamed over my breasts like he wanted to devour them. And then my face. He massaged my jaw with the pads of his fingers and pushed himself deeper.
“Spread your legs,” he demanded as he yanked my dress up around my waist. “Show me that pussy.”
I obeyed his command without a second thought.
“Who does it belong to?” he asked.
I mumbled my answer around him again. It belonged to him, of course.
“Don’t ever lie to me again.” His fingers gripped my face possessively and held my gaze. “Do you understand?”
I tried to nod at him but his hold was too tight, so I moaned instead. He hissed in a breath of air and gentled his touch as though he couldn’t help himself.
“Jesus, you look beautiful with my cock shoved down your throat.”
I reached for his hips and pushed him deeper.
Ryland lost it, and the time for talking was done. He held my head steady as he fucked my mouth hard and fast, sounds of agony tearing from his chest as he pawed at my breasts and reached down to stuff his fingers inside of me.
I could have come so easily, but this was about him. About purging his demons, and that’s all I wanted to focus on. I allowed my head to fall slack in his hands and immersed myself in the motions. On the sounds of pleasure and pain that ripped from inside of him. I’d done that. I’d caused that torment.
I vowed then and there that I would never lie to him again, and I meant it.
As though he could feel my silent promise, his face twisted in agony and his lips parted when he flooded my mouth with his release. I was enrapt by the sight of him from this angle, and I knew there wasn’t anything more beautiful than the sight of Ryland coming undone. His body sagged against me as the tension dissolved from his muscles, and just like that, my gentle lover was back.
I dragged in a breath of air when he pulled himself from my mouth and leaned down to kiss my face. He carried me back to the sofa and nestled me in his arms, tracing circles over my back. For a long time, we just sat there in silence, Ryland catching his breath as I listened to his heartbeat against my cheek.
After his breathing had calmed, I worked to unbutton his dress shirt, pulling it aside so I could feel his skin against mine. I coveted that feeling. That warmth and bliss only he could provide. I needed it more than anything right then.
“I hated seeing you with him,” Ryland admitted. “You don’t know him, or the things he’s capable of, and he took advantage of that, Brighton. I fucking hated it.”
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.” I stroked his face. “I will always tell you from now on. I promise.”
“I know you will, baby girl.” He kissed me softly. “But you can’t have anything to do with him. Ever. Not even for the charity.”
I nodded in agreement because I was certain I wanted nothing more to do with that man, anyway. “All of that stuff he was talking about, the thieves and loyalty. What did he mean by it?”
Ryland tensed at my question and buried his face in my neck. “I’m not sure, but I don’t want you to worry about it. Whatever it is, I’ll take care of it.”
That was one thing that still hadn’t changed between us. Ryland wanted complete honesty from me, and yet he couldn’t seem to abide by it himself. I was too tired to argue with him about it, so I just let him hold and comfort me instead. But I could see the storm clouds rolling around in his eyes, and I didn’t want that. He was going back to that dark place in his mind, and we’d had enough darkness in our lives. I only wanted to live in the light from now on.
So I reached down between us and stroked him while I kissed his throat.
“Take me to bed,” I pleaded.
He smiled down at me indulgently and then gave me a brutal kiss. “Okay, baby girl.”