Total pages in book: 150
Estimated words: 146034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 730(@200wpm)___ 584(@250wpm)___ 487(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 730(@200wpm)___ 584(@250wpm)___ 487(@300wpm)
I bucked toward him. “Please.”
And I’d never felt so alive as right then.
Whole.
Perfect.
“Do you trust me?” Ezra rumbled.
“Yes.” I answered without hesitation.
“Good girl.”
FIFTY-ONE
EZRA
Good girl.
This fucking perfect girl who had no idea what she’d done to me.
Stormed into my life and infiltrated all the hidden places.
Sparked to life what’d gone dead.
My little trespasser who’d gotten in so deep.
I edged back, my stomach in knots and my cock jutting for the sky, eyes on her as she squirmed anxiously on the bed.
Dripping wet, her pussy throbbing.
I pushed two fingers deep inside her.
She gasped and pushed up on her heels, lifting her ass from the bed. “You want me begging, don’t you, Ezra Patterson?”
“Not gonna lie, I like you wet and pleading.”
“That’s right where I am.”
I stroked myself once, from base to tip, before I stepped forward so I could drag my aching head through her center.
Pleasure sparked at the base of my spine, and my teeth ground in restraint. “You’re mine, Little Trespasser.”
I drove my dick into her pussy in one quick thrust.
Air ripped from her lungs. My name was mangled in the middle of it. “Ezra, oh God.”
Her legs trembled around me as she adjusted to my size.
“So good, honey. What you do to me,” I rumbled low.
It was close to a scoff that fell from that sexpot mouth. “It’s what you do to me. I’ve never wanted anything more than I want you. Have never…”
She trailed off.
But I knew it. I knew it’d never felt like this because it’d never felt like this to me, either.
This sense of perfection that rolled through me when I was seated deep inside her.
Owning her.
Possessing her.
Claiming her.
I fully withdrew and she whimpered. “Don’t tease me,” she begged.
“Do you trust me?” I asked again, and that aqua gaze was on me, searing me through, sucking me under.
“You’re the only person I do.” Vulnerability seeped into the words, her confession rising into the air, stealing my breath.
My heart.
My soul.
My days and my truth and my devotion. They all belonged to her.
“Off the bed and turn around.”
She complied without hesitation, eyes on me as she slid off and onto her feet, her small tits peeking out from beneath the fall of her hair.
Long, long locks, blondes mixed with every shade of brown.
The woman so fucking pretty she hit me like an arrow to the chest.
She watched me as she turned around, her breaths shallow.
Stepping forward, I kissed across the cap of her shoulder. “Let go, Savannah. Believe in me. Let me hold you. Let me keep you.”
“I’m already yours,” she whispered into the lapping light that curled around the room.
Reaching over, I opened the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a tube of lube. “I told you I was going to claim every piece of you, Little Trespasser, the way you claimed me.”
I palmed one of her butt cheeks, and she bent over, her hands going to the mattress while she trembled and shook. Anticipation blistered from her flesh.
“Do you want it? Do you want me?”
“I’m yours.”
Everything expanded, and I splayed my hand over the small of her back, thumb stroking her spine.
Softly.
Gently.
An oath that I’d take care of her.
Treat her right.
Love her the way she should have always been. I coated my fingers with the lube, and the air heaved from her when I slid them down the cleft of her ass, two fingers finding that sweet, puckered hole.
She moaned, but pushed back, welcoming me.
“Do you want it to be my cock taking you this way? Where do you want me, Little Trespasser?”
“I want you everywhere, Ezra. I trust you. I trust you.”
A growl clamored in my chest.
I covered my dick in the lube, and I positioned myself before I barely nudged the tip inside. Her head swept from side to side, the woman sagging at the pressure, at the need, at the flicker of pleasure.
“I’d never hurt you, Savannah. Your pleasure is mine.”
I slowly began to fill her.
Carefully.
My hands smoothed over her butt cheeks, kneading and massaging while my cock sank deeper and deeper into her ass.
She pushed back again. Desperation tumbled from her lips. “How does it feel like this? It’s so good. I need… Harder. Deeper. Show me what it’s like.”
I knew what she was asking.
What she was giving.
Trust spilled out into the room, mixing with the desire, the need that sparked and lit behind my eyes as I slowly began to rock inside her.
She hugged me so tight. So fucking tight that I thought I was going to lose it, come undone in five seconds because she felt so goddamn good.
“So good, Savannah, so fucking good, taking you like this. Your tight ass. Your sweet body. What you’ve done to me. I’m going to spend the rest of my life giving it back to you. Showing you the treasure that you are. How fucking good you are. How important you are. How it feels like my heart is getting squeezed in two every time I look at you.”