Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33104 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33104 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 132(@250wpm)___ 110(@300wpm)
But that little voice was the memory of the boy I loved and who loved me. This man wasn’t the same as the boy. He didn’t look at me like I was the sun rising after the dark night. In the depths of his dark eyes, I was the eclipse that turned his world black.
“What are you going to do, Elis? Rape me? Is that what would make it all better? To fuck me like a common whore? Show me who’s boss by breaking me? As you said, Elis, I’m already broken.”
I thought my words would shame him. Cause him remorse. Make him pause before he did something we’d both regret.
“Do you want me to stop, Princess? Walk away. Make it so that you never see me again?”
His question pinched at my heart as tears slowly slid down my cheeks. The idea of never seeing him again made me gasp for air. I could withstand plenty of things in life, but I wasn’t sure if losing him was something my heart would bear again. What did that make me? Probably an idiot.
“I don’t want you to hurt me.”
Wetness stained my cheek from the wicked lash of his hot tongue. “Never thought the taste of your tears would make my cock hard as steel.”
I whimpered at his anger and mourned the boy he was.
“I want to fuck you until you forget your pain, and I forget my rage. Hurting you isn’t what I have in mind, Devlynn. I want to wipe away how looking at you makes me feel.”
“How do I make you feel?”
“Like I’m possessed by Satan, and you’re the damn fucking cure.”
Cool air teased my exposed skin right before the sting of his hand hit my ass, making me yelp. “I should spank you, Devlynn. Turn this creamy ass red for all the hell you put me through. For making me think of you, crave you. You’ve been a bad girl, Devlynn.”
His words were sharp, and his tone was low and deadly. I kicked, and when he stumbled backward, I pulled up my pants and ran.
“Running won’t stop me, Devlynn.” The rush of his feet followed me. His boots hit the cement as he chased me. “Have you never seen what a junkie will do for a hit?”
“You’re not a junkie,” I yelled behind me, but my feet didn’t stop moving.
I was stopped in my tracks when his strong arms wrapped around my body. My body lunged forward, but my feet weren’t on the ground. Elis had picked me up and was moving me to a nearby tree.
“You’re wrong, Devlynn. I’m the worst kind of junkie there is. I’ll do anything to get my hit. I have no morals about it. It’s your fault, you know. You should have never stepped back into my orbit. You should’ve stayed locked up in your Park Avenue tower and stayed the fuck away from me.”
I kicked my feet, desperate to connect with any part of him, hoping he’d let me go.
His hold tightened, and his teeth grazed my earlobe. “Why are you fighting me, Princess? We both know you want it. You don’t have to pretend in the dark. Here you can be dirty. I know you want to be. That perfect rich girl facade is for your tower, Rapunzel, not when you’re on the ground desperate to come on my cock like my good slut.”
“I want no such thing,” I lied.
But the truth was I wanted all of that. I craved it. I longed to shed all the pretenses of my life. Lose the heavy burden I carried that had sat like a noose around my neck from the moment I was born.
“Is that why your panties have a giant wet spot? You're creaming yourself imagining my cock ramming into your tight cunt.”
His filthy words were enough to make me come right then and there. But I didn’t want to crumble for him like I used to. I hated the war between my heart, mind, and treacherous vagina. “Please.”
His hard cock pressed against me, establishing the depth of his desire. “I like it when you beg, Princess. I still dream about the sexy way you’d plead until my tongue was on your juicy pussy. You still come like that, Devlynn? You still gush pussy juice?”
I fell back on his frame, hating how my body reacted to him. “I hate you.”
“I hate you too, Princess, but it doesn’t mean I won’t fuck you.” Elis flipped me, his dark eyes burning into mine. “Now, why don’t you get on your knees and open that pretty little mouth for me.”
“Fuck you.”
“That’s the idea, baby.”
My hand flew up, connecting with his face. I didn’t think about what I was doing. All I knew was that I wanted to hurt him the same way his words were slicing through me. I flung out my hands, attacking him any way I could.