Total pages in book: 225
Estimated words: 218500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1093(@200wpm)___ 874(@250wpm)___ 728(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 218500 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1093(@200wpm)___ 874(@250wpm)___ 728(@300wpm)
She does want to believe me; I see it.
“I wanna give you a release right now. I think you need one,” I say. “Good stress relief after last night.”
“I think you need your head examined,” she fires back angrily.
“Go ahead, get angry with me,” I invite. “But this still ends with you coming hard, Chloe.” I transfer both of her wrists to my left hand and pin them as I walk my fingers down to the waistband of her yoga pants.
She struggles, grunting and writhing, fire in her eyes.
“Got ya,” I tell her, “Right where you need to be.”
My fingers slip through easily and I can’t help but feel triumphant when she turns her head to the side, getting a look of shame because we both know she wants this.
“Wet for me again,” I state, nudging her legs further apart with my knee.
“I hate you,” she snaps and fights against my grip on her wrists.
I tighten up enough she can’t escape, but not enough to leave marks or cause pain.
“That’s okay for now, baby. It won’t be long, and you’ll love me.” I thrust a finger inside, then add a second. I crook them and watch the heat in her eyes blaze brighter.
The look in her eyes is definitely new. She’s angry with me, yes, but there’s something missing that was here the last few times we fucked. Maybe it’s the guilt that’s gone. Because I’ve eliminated it by having the engagement called off. Or maybe my words, my intentions, are penetrating.
I pump my fingers a few times, watching how she reacts, how her chest rises and falls faster, how her sweet lips part. She’s angry, but she’s feeling me. And her sweet inner walls are tightening, fluttering around my fingers.
I let go of her wrists and quickly snatch her shirt up, exposing her bra. Immediately, Chloe shoves at my shoulders, squirming in an effort to get away. But she’s not fast enough and I get one of her arms re-pinned as I bite down gently on her nipple over her bra. She freezes and I take the opportunity to pump my fingers faster, adding my thumb to her clit as I suckle the hardening nipple. Her back arches and then she immediately knees me in the ribcage, which throws me off balance briefly, giving her the opportunity to squirm halfway away from me. But my fingers are still inside her. I roll her and then roll her again, quickly, so I’ve got her diagonally on my bed.
She loses my fingers as I undo my jeans and fumble to get my cock out while she continues to grunt and fight me.
“Want me to stop?” I ask.
She grunts in frustration, but doesn’t answer.
Once I’m out, I quickly whip her yoga pants down to her knees and drive my hips forward, filling her.
“No, you don’t want me to stop.”
“Grr, stop,” she argues but it’s clear her heart isn’t in it.
I caress her face.
“Nuh uh,” I disagree and grab her hands with both of mine, weaving our fingers together and pinning them again above her head. “Goin’ nowhere now.”
“Rrr,” she complains, still struggling.
“Goin’ nowhere, ever,” I tell her, transferring one of her wrists to my other hand so I can rub her clit while I continue to fuck her. “Eyes on mine, baby. I wanna watch you come undone.”
She grimaces, angry.
“You wanna take your frustrations with your ex out on me?”
“I wanna take my frustrations with you out on you,” she corrects. “But God knows how you’d react, so I can’t do that. Get off me. You’re fucked in the head, and I don’t want anything to do with you.”
“Lies,” I tell her. “You feel alive right now, instead of numb, right? You won’t just go through the motions with me, Chloe. Your heart will race. Your clit will throb. I’ll make you feel as alive as you felt that first night we spent together. I knew I wanted to give you a wild night, a night to remember that night and that was all on me. The deceit. Stalking. Digging. The eavesdropping. But it’s your fault that you made me feel so much that night. That’s why you’re here now. As soon as you jumped my bones when we got into this apartment that night, you sealed your fate.” Holding her tight, my lips descend to meet hers. “You’re perfect for me,” I say against them. “And I’m gonna be everything you want. But no more deceit. Yeah, I’ll still stalk you. Yeah, I’ll continue to obsess about you. You’re front and center in my mind, Chloe.”
She turns her head away, denying me, so my mouth goes to her throat where I tongue it, kiss it, and nibble my way up and down her warm flesh while I continue driving my hips, feeling her milking my dick while my thumb circles her clit. She begins to pant harder, then she’s shuddering hard, coming for me.