Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 79462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
"Lube up your fingers," he commands, tossing the bottle onto the couch next to me. "And get that pretty little ass ready for me."
I do as he asks without hesitation, uncapping the bottle and coating my fingers with the slippery liquid.
I watch him through heavy-lidded eyes as I reach behind myself and begin to stretch my own entrance.
Viper's breath hitches audibly at the sight, his gaze intent and dark with lust.
In a blur of movement, Viper is suddenly hovering over me, his body pressed against mine as he takes the bottle from my hand and pours more lube onto his fingers.
He replaces mine with his own, sliding them into me with practiced ease.
I moan at the feeling of being filled once again, my body responding eagerly to his touch.
"You like that, don't you?" he growls, curling his fingers inside of me and hitting all the right spots. "You love having your ass stretched open for me."
"Yes," I gasp, my hips bucking against him in search of more friction. "Please…. Daddy…."
Viper grins wickedly, removing his fingers and positioning himself at my entrance.
He presses forward slowly, giving me time to adjust to his size before burying himself completely inside of me.
I cry out at the sensation, a mix of pleasure and pain shooting through me as he fills me up completely.
He stays still for a moment, letting me get used to him before pulling out almost all the way and thrusting back in with force.
We quickly find a rhythm together, each thrust driving us both closer to our release.
Viper's hands roam over my body possessively as he pounds into me relentlessly, his grunts and groans mixing with my own cries of pleasure.
"Harder," I beg, wrapping my legs around him to pull him deeper inside of me. "Fuck me harder!"
Viper's hips snap forward with intensity, our bodies slapping together loudly as we move together in perfect synchrony.
I can feel the familiar coil building within me once again as Viper's hands find their way to my throbbing clit.
He rubs it in tight circles while continuing to pound into me from behind.
My orgasm hits suddenly and fiercely, sending shockwaves through every inch of my body.
I clench around Viper's cock, my cries muffled against the pillow as I ride out the waves of my orgasm.
Viper grunts in response, his pace becoming more erratic as he chases his own release.
He buries himself deep inside me, the tattoos on his muscular arms a blur as he reaches his climax with a guttural growl.
His grip on my hips tightens, certainly leaving marks that'll serve as remindres of our raw lust.
Releasing me, Viper collapses beside me on the couch, his chest heaving and sweat glistening on his tattooed skin.
I look over to face him, and he grabs me in one movement, rolling us onto the couch.
I shriek, "Viper!" terrified I'm going to fall.
He wraps an arm around me, pulling me closer against him, and his smile is the hottest thing I've ever seen. "You're adorable when you're scared, Iris."
His other hand finds mine intertwinned with his, the contrast between our tattooed skins fascinating under the dim evening light seeping through the window.
This might sound bad, but I can't wait for Allegra to go back to school.
When she knows about us, things will be so much easier, and I don't want to hide anymore.
Why would I want to hide the way I feel about Viper?
Especially when he makes me feel so good.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Viper
I'm meeting with Jaxon and Lyon today, and I couldn't be dreading it more.
I'm in my office at Satin Dreams, and when the knock comes, I open the door.
The two brothers are standing there, glaring at me.
"Let's get this over with," I grumble.
"Sounds good to me," Jaxon mutters, pushing past me into the office.
It takes me a minute to collect myself before following.
"Shut the door," I say, and the look in Lyon's eyes tells me he's not happy.
"Listen, Viper. We came here, so you can do something for us," Jaxon says.
"And, what's that?" I ask.
"Get your kid under control," Lyon hisses, and the anger in his eyes is enough to make me want to kill him.
"Excuse me?" I sit down behind my desk.
"What? You don't like being told the truth? Your daughter needs a fucking leash," Lyon hisses.
"What did she do?" I ask, ignoring the anger in my gut.
"What she didn't do is the better question. You've got some nerve, man," Lyon growls.
"I've got more than you," I say, and when our eyes meet, all hell breaks loose.
Lyon grabs me by the neck, pushing me back.
I quickly pull out my pistol, pointing it at his face. "Back the fuck up."
"Make me," Lyon growls.
"Lyon. Jesus Christ. This isn't the time," Jaxon says, and the tension in the room is thick. "We're not here to fight."
"Well, that's a shame," Lyon growls, and the second his hand drops, I feel like someone's dropped the tension in the room.