Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 90252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
“Good girl.” I push deeper, then deeper still until I’m fully embedded in her. I can hardly breathe, hardly even move now. I want her so much. I want to fuck her so hard she can’t walk straight, but I also want her first time to be something special. Something soft and sweet with an edge. Just like her.
So I pull back slowly and fill her again. She moans.
“Does it hurt, Red?” I bite her bottom lip.
“No.” She wriggles underneath me. “I just need more.”
I can’t say no to that. So I plunge in again, my muscles already shaking with the need to release. But I don’t. I go slow and smooth until she digs her nails in, her body begging for more and more. I give it to her, sweat breaking out on our bodies as the sounds of our skin slapping together ricochets around the room.
I kiss her and suck her throat, palm her tits, and whisper dirty words of praise in her ear. She’s everything I’ve ever wanted.
“It’s so good,” she cries, her legs shaking.
So I push all the way in and grind deep, making sure her clit gets every bit of friction I can give.
Her moan is guttural, the sound of sex.
“Come for Daddy, Red. Come all over my cock.” I grind harder, and I know the moment she lets go.
Her body tightens and then her cunt squeezes me in a rhythmic embrace. I swallow her cry of pleasure and keep grinding until I can’t stop myself from coming. Throwing myself into my release, I get lost in her, pumping her full of my seed as my body takes what it wants, and she moans my name again and again.
She’s mine now, and come hell or high water, I’m not letting her go.
11
DAPHNE
I stretch out all my muscles as I slowly wake up, enjoying the sweet ache that reminds me of how many times Tiernan took me throughout the night. My body feels well loved. My eyes flick open. Loved. Is that what this is?
Our night together ranged from sweet to rough and everything in between. There was not a place on my body that Tiernan’s mouth hadn’t visited. He couldn't keep his mouth or hands off me. For the first time in my life, I felt truly wanted. I roll over and discover the other side of the bed is empty. Disappointment fills me.
I sit up and look around the room. The bathroom door is open with the light spilling through. I take a deep breath of relief when I realize he’s still here. I get up and walk over to the bathroom, but I’m let down again when I look inside. He’s not there.
I do, however, catch my reflection in the mirror. I tilt my neck to the side and trace my fingers over the small love bites from there to my breast. I touch the light bruise on my hip, knowing it is from his hand gripping as he thrust inside of me. I start to get turned on looking at what he’s done to me.
Where is he now? I swallow back the knot of emotion I feel about him leaving. He might have gotten called out or something. I grab my toothbrush and get myself somewhat together. I should take a shower, but I can still smell Tiernan on me, and I don’t want to wash it away yet. Time is running out until I have to leave, so I want to savor this as long as I can.
I grab some clothes from the closet before heading back to the bed. Why does it feel like there’s a hole in my chest? Hours ago, I’d never felt more connected to another human being. Maybe I’m mixing up love and lust? I must be. I can’t speak for Tiernan when it comes to me, but I know I’m in love with him.
He seemed to understand some deep need I have inside of me that I never knew existed. He pulled it to the surface, showing me things about myself I never knew. That’s the difference between us. I laid myself bare for him, but Tiernan wouldn't even tell me his real name. He doesn’t trust me. Even after everything we experienced together last night. I know it shouldn’t, but that thought cuts me deep.
“What’s wrong, Red?” The sound of his voice breaks me from my thoughts. His fingers come under my chin to tilt it up so that our eyes meet.
“I thought you left.”
“I got you some breakfast. I was going to leave it for you. I was sure I’d worked you well enough throughout the night that you’d be knocked out for at least a few more hours.” He gives me a cocky smile that has me rolling my eyes. “Eat, or I’m going to spank your ass for rolling your eyes at me.” He bends down, dropping a kiss on my lips. “Guess I’ll have to try harder to wear you out next time.”