Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38523 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
I need him. Just as the thought hits me, I get pissed. He’s doing this to me. He’s making me need more by keeping me on edge. Just like Owen did when we first made love. But Luke isn’t doing it to make anything feel more intense. He’s doing it so I’ll ask him to fuck me. So I’ll beg him. The pain is unimaginable. Of course that’s what he’s doing. That’s what he wants. It doesn’t matter though, I’m going to leave. I have to leave. I can’t stay here. So what does it matter?
I remember our first time. He took my virginity. I gave him that. I swallow the lump in my throat as another orgasm threatens to paralyze my body. I’ll let him have me beg. I’ll pretend he loves me. I want it so bad. I want him to love me. But I’m a fool to think that he ever will. He’s not the kind of man who loves a woman. I can pretend though. Like he’s pretending now.
“I need you Luke.” I wipe the corner of my eyes and watch as he licks his lips, glistening with my arousal.
“Please don’t tempt me, sugar.” I melt at his words. He’s good at this. At pretending he’s doing this for me. I’ll drop my walls just enough to believe it. But only for the moment.
“Please love me, Luke.” I don’t realize the words I’ve spoken until they’ve escaped my lips. He’s on me in an instant. Kissing up my body, my neck. Taking my lips hungrily with his. I taste myself on his tongue and moan into his mouth as he rocks his hard dick against my pussy.
“Tell me what you want me to do.”
“Please fuck me Luke.” I say the words and a piece of me breaks. He told me I’d beg and I did. I push it down. This is just make-believe. It doesn’t make me any less of a woman to play out this fantasy.
“No.” His hard word catches me off guard. “Tell me what you want.”
I stare at him. His eyes shine with hope and desire. His breath is ragged. I obey my Alpha. “Fuck me, Luke.”
He slams into me the moment the words are spoken. A strangled cry leaves me as my pussy pulses around his dick. He doesn’t still in me, doesn’t give me time to adjust to his size. He fucks me with a primitive need, pounding relentlessly into me with a steady, hard pace. I moan into the crook of his neck as another orgasm approaches. My body heats and chills as waves of pleasure slowly numb my body in a slow, pulsing rhythm. Each wave more intense that the last.
He kisses and nips my neck. I tilt my head to give him more of me. “I love you, Emma.” His warm breath on my neck sends shivers down my body. My heels dig into his ass as my body comes off the bed and my orgasm racks through me. I feel his hot release inside me and instinctually expose my throat to him. A spark ignites between us. A pull so violent and primitive that I fear its strength. I love you, Emma. His voice echoes in my head as aftershocks make me tremble beneath him. I feel his lips on my neck and imagine devotion. As though he’s worshipping my body.
It’s only a fairytale, this isn’t real. He’s giving me what I want only so he can get what he wants. He doesn’t truly love me. He can’t.
The thought sends a cold chill over my body causing me to shudder. For a moment, I forgot. I believed him. I believed he loved me. But it was only said in the throes of passion. I’m falling for his trap. I feel myself falling for him all over again and I know I need to snap out of it before he hurts me again. Luke rolls off me and onto his side. His large arm wraps around me and pulls me into him. I quickly roll onto my side, facing away from him so he won’t see me crying.
“Sugar, what—”
I cut him off before he has a chance to ask. “Thank you.” It’s all I can think to say. I just want him to leave. I don’t want to believe the lies and let him into my heart.
“Thank you?”
“For taking care of that.” My voice cracks at the end and I pray he doesn’t hear it. My heart aches at how I’ve just demeaned everything that just happened. Everything I felt between us. But I won’t let him think that he’s won and that I’ll be his toy. I won’t let him hurt me again. I can’t let him know that I’ve fallen for him. He’ll only use it against me. So instead, I curl my knees into my stomach and pretend it meant nothing. I pretend I haven’t fallen in love with him.