Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
I tighten my thighs around his hips and start to rock.
Before I can fully chase the release though he grabs my ass again, grinding me down hard.
My lips break from the kiss as my spine arches to accommodate his girth.
“In fact, every little thing you do and say is so like her,” he grunts as he continues to grind me down like he’s trying to split me open. “I’m startin’ to think you are her.”
I’m so full, I can’t breathe or think.
I don’t even try to escape.
“But, for your sake, darlin’, I’m gonna give you a chance to prove you’re not.”
The pressure inside me suddenly eases, his grip loosening, and I fill my lungs with air.
Untangling his fingers from my hair, he reaches down between us. I feel his fingers sliding down my mons before they quickly find my clit and smash against it.
Instantly, all the air rushes out of me and my hips try to jerk away from him.
“All you have to do is tell me what you want,” he grunts as once a-fucking-gain his grip on my ass pulls me back.
Just as my mouth opens to tell him to fuck off, his fingers move in a swirl and I feel his cock twitch inside me.
Suddenly unable to remember what I wanted to say, I moan, my lashes fluttering.
He growls, his eyes narrowing. “But I’m warning you, whatever you ask for is exactly what you’re gonna get. If you tell me to go away, I’ll fucking go away. If you tell me to stop, I’ll fucking stop.”
And, as if having his fingers torturing my clit isn’t bad enough, his head drops down and his mouth covers my breast.
His tongue lashes at my nipple before he pulls back a hard suckle. And fuck my life, I can feel the pull of that suckle all the way down in my aching clit.
My entire body shudders, my pussy clenching down on his cock.
He groans and releases my nipple with a wet popping sound. “And if you tell me what my Allie Cat would tell me…”
Head lifting back up, he looks into my eyes. “You’re telling me you are her and you’re mine.”
His fingers start to move faster as his head drops again, his tongue lashing out to attack my other breast.
Lord help me, it feels so damn good. The way his fingers and mouth move against me, I think I’m starting to go insane with need.
But need for what?
I’m so wet… so fucking wet I can feel it dripping down my thighs.
But at this point, I don’t know if it’s my release that will give me relief, or something else entirely.
All the stuff building inside me, the pressure, the aching, the throbbing, I recognize it. I know where it will end.
But there’s also this other hunger growing… a hunger for something more.
Something I know deep down only he can give.
Realizing what’s happening to me, I work to counter it as best as I can.
Every time I try to pull away from his fingers or roll my hips though, his other hand is there, keeping me firmly in place, his fingers digging into my ass.
I even try to shove his head away, only to have him pinch my clit.
Shit!
“Tell me what you want, Allie,” he demands, his teeth scraping against my nipple before his tongue lashes it again.
It’s tempting, so tempting to tell him to fuck off to get him to go away.
I could always take care of myself. Use my own fingers to finish myself off…
But would it be as good?
No, because I want to come on his cock…
Fuck.
Is that what the other Allie would want?
Does it even matter?
I’m not her.
Growing impatient when I don’t answer him, Coy rips his mouth away from my breast and lifts his head.
He snarls and gives my clit another pinch but harder this time. “Tell me, Allie. Fucking beg me for it!”
Trapped between his merciless fingers, I can’t hold it in any longer and nearly shriek out, “I want you to fuck me, Coy! I want you to fuck me hard!”
His fingers release me, and it feels so good to finally be free, to finally get that out, I could fucking come.
Until I notice his eyes filling with triumphant.
“There’s my Allie Cat,” he practically purrs as he shoves up and gets to his feet. Then he nearly slams me into the wall. “The Allie Cat I’ve been waitin’ for.”
I have as long as it takes him to pull his hips back to regret what I said.
Then he slaps one hand against the wall and begins to drive into me so hard and fast my brain shuts down.
I can’t think or focus on anything but him.
All that exists is his body crashing into mine with pure, primal power.
There’s not enough breath for words, but the way he looks at me, his face furious but his eyes blazing with love and need, I feel exactly what he’s trying to tell me.