Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 78511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
“Wait. Aurora, climb out for a second.” When I have space to move, I turn my body, so my side is facing the opening. This way, I’m not sitting in a squashed position. I gesture for Aurora to come to me. “Straddle me.”
“Do I really have to be here for this?” Alek complains with a fucking grin on his face.
“Shut up and seal the crate,” I chuckle as my hands grip Aurora’s hips. I push her back until her pussy is right over my cock. “That’s better.” I look at Alek. “Only open in twenty minutes.”
“Enjoy,” he mutters right before we’re plunged into darkness.
“I don’t know where your mind’s at, but there’s no way we’re having sex in this small space,” Aurora says, her tone light and carefree.
“Where there’s a will, there’s a way,” I murmur as I move my hand beneath her t-shirt.
I push the fabric up, then tug the cups of her bra down. Finally, I get to touch her perfect tits, and as I squeeze them, I groan, “I fucking love your tits.”
“Shh. Someone might hear,” she whispers.
“I don’t care. I’m free to love you.” Wrapping my other hand around the back of her neck, I pull her face to mine. “I get to fucking love you.”
Taking her mouth, I kiss the woman of my dreams while my fingers tweak her nipple into a hard bud.
My cock grows rock hard in a matter of seconds, and breaking the kiss, I order, “Move your hips. Rub yourself against me.”
Aurora bumps against the sides of the crate, then she mutters, “Jesus, I could do with an extra inch.”
“I have ten inches waiting for you,” I tease her.
Her hands find my shoulders before she finally pushes her pussy down on my cock.
“The clothes suck,” she mutters right before her mouth finds mine.
Our tongues dance, and I grin when her teeth tug at my bottom lip.
Aurora’s hips move faster as she pushes harder against my cock.
I move my hands down to her sides to help her, my cock weeping to get to her tight pussy.
“Khristos,” I mutter. “I want to fuck you so hard.”
“This is torture,” she complains, frustration lacing her words because we can’t have sex right now.
With her face close to mine, I keep my voice low and seductive. “I loved seeing your virgin blood all over my cock.”
“God, Misha,” she groans, her hips gyrating faster and faster.
Moving a hand to her neck, I wrap my fingers around her throat, then growl, “How wet are you for me?”
“I’m soaked,” she breathes.
“Do you need my cock pounding into your pussy?”
“Yes,” she gasps. “Jesus, yes.”
“Say it,” I demand. “Let me hear the filthy words fall over your plump lips.”
Her muscles start to strain. “I want your cock ripping my pussy in two. I want you hitting my lungs so I can’t breathe.”
“Blyadʹ,” I curse as my cock jerks, painful with need for Aurora.
Her mouth brushes against mine, then she deals me a death blow as she murmurs, “You’re so freaking big, I was sore for days. It felt like you branded me.”
“Who does your pussy belong to?” I hiss, my jaw clenching from the strain I’m taking.
“You,” she gasps as her body starts to convulse.
I quickly cover her mouth with my hand as she cries out my name. The scent of her arousal hits my nose, and I swear I’ll lose my fucking mind if I don’t get to fuck her soon.
Just as Aurora’s movement starts to slow, Alek removes the panel.
I grab Aurora, shoving her face into the crook of my neck and growling, “Stop moving.” My eyes flick to Alek. “Leave.”
With a massive grin on his face, the fucker wags his eyebrows at me before he saunters off at a snail's pace.
Aurora’s gasping, her breaths hitting my skin.
Fuck, that was hot.
Chapter 27
Aurora
The moment we’re out of the crate, Misha grabs my hand, and I have to jog to keep up with him.
“Misha, slow down,” I gasp as we practically fly up the stairs.
He stops, and grabbing my hips, I’m thrown over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
“I love a caveman,” Abbie laughs as she reaches the foot of the staircase.
I only have time to glance at her before Misha disappears with me down the hallway toward his suite. He swipes the keycard, kicks the door open, and I watch as it slams shut behind us.
“You can put me down now,” I mutter, all the swaying not good for my stomach.
A moment later, I’m tossed on the bed.
Misha wastes no time as he strips out of his clothes. I only get my shirt off before he grabs hold of my hips, and I’m yanked to the edge of the mattress. Like a madman, he rips my cargo pants and panties off, then I’m flipped onto my stomach, and my ass is yanked into the air.