Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 119650 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 598(@200wpm)___ 479(@250wpm)___ 399(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 119650 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 598(@200wpm)___ 479(@250wpm)___ 399(@300wpm)
His fingers bite into my skin, holding me so damn tight it’s as though he’ll never let me go. “Tanner,” I pant, a low groan rumbling through my chest. “So good.”
Tanner pulls back and thrusts harder again and again, forcing soft moans of pleasure to escape my lips. He watches me for a moment, but it’s not enough, and just like that, his lips are crushing down on mine as he gently pinches my nipple.
I gasp into his mouth, my body worked up and ready to explode. He does it again and the build up becomes so fucking intense, I could cry. My hands roam over his body, needing to feel every inch of him. “Faster,” I pant. “More.”
He obliges without hesitation, and I cry out, my fingers digging into the firm muscle of his perfect ass. “Give it to me, Killer. Let me feel that tight little cunt coming around me.”
Tanner slams into me again, his pelvis grinding against my clit, and it’s all I need to throw me right over the edge into oblivion. My body explodes, my pussy convulsing around his thick cock as fireworks burst through my vision. I clench my eyes, gripping onto him with everything I have. “Fuck, Tanner.”
His eyes flutter with absolute satisfaction. “That’s right, Killer,” he mutters breathlessly, his cock feeling every last one of my wild spasms as he comes hard. He doesn’t stop moving, thrusting in and out of me as my high works its way through my body. “I bet those toys will never fuck you like that.”
My head falls forward onto his big shoulder, barely able to catch my breath. “I don’t know, that was impressive, but so are they,” I tell him, still panting as my pussy convulses around his heavy shaft, my eyes rolling back in my head. “I was too worked up. Couldn’t concentrate. I think you’ll need to do it again, just so I know for sure.”
Tanner laughs as his arms curl around me, pulling me away from the wall. “Oh yeah?” he asks, striding out of the closet and through to my bathroom. “I’m not sure you can handle it.”
His eyes sparkle as he looks back at me, and I can’t help the grin that stretches across my face. “Is that a challenge, Tanner Morgan?”
Tanner throws me into the shower, pressing my chest up against the cold tiles as I cry out, the chill shocking my body as he presses in behind me. “You bet your fine ass it is,” he declares, twisting the faucet and letting freezing cold water rain down over me.
Chapter 20
TANNER
Venom burns through my blood, poisoning my mind as I stare across the field at the Hope Falls football team. Colby Jacobs has a lot of fucking nerve showing his face around here.
My hands twitch at my side, balling into tight fists. I’m about ready to throw away the whole goddamn season, my whole fucking football career, just to cut across the field and end his miserable life.
“MORGAN,” Coach Wyld roars, forcing my attention back on him as my teammates huddle around, every single one of us more than prepared to beat these motherfuckers. After all, this game is personal. “If you don’t fucking got this, I’ll take your ass out of this game so damn fast, so help me.”
Riley gives me a hard shove and shoots a sharp glare at me, a silent message to pull myself together. “I’m fine,” I spit, clenching my jaw and trying to draw my attention back to my team.
“Get your head in the game, boy,” Coach demands. “You’re not fine. You’re letting your personal shit stand in the way of the game. Jacobs shouldn’t be here, we can all fucking agree on that, but you’re not throwing away your future for that piece of shit. Hold your head high and win the fucking game respectfully, then handle your shit off my field. Is that understood?”
My gaze cuts up to Brielle in the stands. She sits with Arizona and Ilaria, and I’m sure they’re doing whatever they can to keep her ass planted right where it needs to be, but the look in her eyes is murderous. She wants his blood just as much as I do.
Dropping my stare back to Coach Wyld, I give a sharp nod. “Understood. I got this.”
He holds my stare for a moment too long, silently considering if he should trust me, but I’ve been giving my all for this team since my freshman year, and I’ve never let him down before. He has no reason not to trust me, but damn it, I barely trust myself right now. I’ve given him my word, and I have no choice but to stand by it. Besides, if I can’t beat the living shit out of him right now, the least I can do is make him look like the fool that he is out on this field.