Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 26161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
“Ren,” she whimpers. “Oh, God, what am I doing? I came here to talk.”
I kiss down her stomach, darting my eyes up to hers. “If you wanted to talk, you would have talked to me outside of that bar. When you got inside my car, you wanted to fuck. And, sweetheart, I’m here to please.”
Gripping her thighs, I pull her apart, opening her pink cunt to me. Her opening is slick with arousal that makes my dick harder than ever. I dip down and run my tongue up her slit, tasting her sweetness.
“Ohhhhh,” she whines.
I circle her clit with my tongue. This makes her jerk with pleasure. That’s it, baby, let me make you feel good. You won’t want to talk because you’ll be too busy screaming.
A woman like Natasha is easy to please. She’s always so tense and wrapped up in her head, that if you pleasure her even for a few minutes, she lets go of all that baggage and takes a sin trip with me. Like now, her back arches up off the sofa and she moans loudly. Her cunt drips with her need. I greedily lap it up, devouring her sweet taste. The moment I tug at her throbbing clit with my teeth, she detonates like a fucking bomb. Her scream is loud enough to wake the dead. As she comes down from her high, I lick her clit once more before yanking off my T-shirt. Her eyes are fluttered closed and her chest heaves with exertion. While she’s distracted, I find a condom from my wallet, push my jeans and boxers down, and roll on the rubber.
Her thighs start to close, but I settle my big body between them, loving the flare of lust in her green eyes. Gripping my dick, I tease her slick opening, my eyebrow lifted in question.
Holding on by a thread here, baby.
She plants her heels into my ass, giving me all the permission I need. Without any warning, I drive all the way into her tight heat.
“Oh my God,” she whines. “I can feel it. It feels so—ahh!”
I thrust hard, letting my piercing do its job. “I know, baby. So fucking good. Feels amazing for me too.”
Her eyes flutter closed again as she tosses her head back, baring her perfect neck to me. As I punish her cunt with my aching cock, I seek out her neck. At first I suckle the flesh and nip at it. But it’s not enough. Softly gripping her throat, I lift up slightly so I can see her face. Her lips part as panicked green eyes meet mine. Her cunt clenches, though. She loves the thrill just like I knew she would.
“Making good on my promise from earlier,” I tell her with a crooked grin. I bite her bottom lip, loving the way she squeezes around my dick once more. “You’re going to love this, Nat. I’ll take it slow. Count with me in your mind. Three seconds,” I tell her as I move my palm up to just under her jaw line. I tighten my hand on her neck, not enough to cut off her oxygen, just restrict the amount she can take in. I suck on her bottom lip, all the while thrusting into her.
One.
Thrust.
Two.
Thrust.
Three.
Thrust.
Release.
She gasps and grinds her hips against me. “Again,” she pleads.
“Five this time,” I warn her.
One.
Thrust.
Two.
Thrust.
Three.
Thrust.
Four.
Thrust.
Five.
Thrust.
Release.
She gasps, sucking at the air to fill her burning lungs. Pupils shot, body deliriously flying on the high. My mark bruising her flesh sends ripples of heat through my body. Fuck. She’s so much more than a little lamb. She’s a wolf willing to submit to her Alpha.
“Again,” she breathes.
The tighter I squeeze, the more purple her face turns. One. The fatter her bottom lip seems to get. Two. Her fingernails dig into my biceps, gouging me, and it only serves to turn me on more. Three. I tighten my grip, nearly constricting her airflow altogether. Her breath—what little of it that can travel through—rasps through her nearly closed airway.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I praise, kissing her plump lips, stealing more of her breath. “So perfect.” Four.
I pull away from her mouth, pinning her by her throat against the sofa. Using my other hand, I rub at her clit. Her body jolts and spasms beneath me. Her hands grip my arm as though she might want to claw at me and pull me away, but based on the way her hips meet mine thrust for thrust, she’s so fucking needy for this kinky thrill only I can offer her. Five.
“More,” she begs, unrestrained. Her body is painted in red bruises. Sweat sprinkling over every inch of her flesh nearly has me losing my control. “More.” She grinds against me, desperate and wild. Once again, I tighten my hold.
“Seven, beautiful,” I croon. “Let’s go until you’re on the edge of bliss and push you over.”