Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 66099 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66099 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
When it comes to her and me, it doesn't take much to get my imagination going. The thought of her not marrying me leads to other things, like her moving on to marry someone else, to share this with someone else. Like fuck, that'll ever happen
“What did the doctor say about your wounds?” Not that I didn’t hear her the three times I’d asked. She lifted her mouth away from my cock long enough to answer.
“She said I was fine, no lingering side effects, the stitches have already dissolved.” She went back to licking the fresh brew of cock spit that leaked out of my cock.
That was my okay to take her. I let her cum on my fingers twice more before laying my body down behind hers and with an arm wrapped around her neck and shoulder fucked her nice and slow while we both laid on our sides. “I love you, you make me crazy…”
She turned her head and we traded tongues back and forth as I slid into her body nice and easy. I could feel how tiny she is pressed up against me like this. Could feel the ribs that were still too prominent after her stint in the hospital.
I ran my hand up and down her middle until it finally landed between her thighs and played lovingly with her clit while feeding her the whole length of my cock. She came again and smiled into my mouth.
I could feel her pussy throbbing around my cock even as she tried to inhale my tongue. That’s another problem I have. Lately, her punish fucks are anything but. She enjoys the shit way more than she should.
With that thought in mind, I got to my knees behind her with my cock still buried deep in her. She went to shift onto her back but I stopped her. “Stay there.” I knelt between her legs, holding the top one in the air. I bit her toe as I slid my cock out of her until just the swollen head stayed inside her. My cock needed no direction as it found its way home.
I gave her no warning just let my cock sink into her deep, at the perfect angle. I knew I was too deep, I’d been here before, I was deliberately doing it to remind her who the fuck was boss.
And when she tried pulling off my cock to escape I fisted my hand in her hair to keep her little ass quiet. I hadn’t realized until now just what her words had unleashed in me.
I leaned in, bending her leg back to her ear and drove my hard cock deeper into her pink soft depths. I used the hand in her hair to hold her head still and took her lips almost forcefully.
I changed up once again and made love to her, letting my hands, my lips, my cock do the talking. I saw the warm glaze enter her eyes, saw her bite into her lip and moan as the pleasure hit her. And then I pulled out almost all the way before slamming my cock back in hard.
Her mouth opened on a silent scream and she grabbed her lower stomach where I’m sure she was feeling the burn. “Don’t-you-ever-say that-shit-to me-again.” I pounded out the words with each pounding fuck I threw into her.
“Jace stop, you’ll hurt….” I pulled out of her so fast I almost slammed into the wall behind me.
“What did you say?” She looked at me with big scared eyes.
11
Sian
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“What did you just say baby?” I could already see it in his eyes. Just a slip of the tongue and the crazy train was pulling into the station. Not that it ever left. “Uh…” Shit-shit-shit. Why is it that I can never think fast enough when he corners me like this?
Okay Sian, you’re in Hollywood, get a clue, you must’ve picked up some acting skills somewhere along the way. Play this shit off. But if you lie he’ll have your ass. Shit!
“Sian! I asked you a question.”
You have shit to do Sian. You have to go help Track trap a filthy child abusing senator, you want on that island last week, you have an ex skank that needs shanking, and this man already has you damn near incapacitated.
“Nothing, I said you were hurting me.” He gave me that squinty eyed look that said he didn’t believe me but there’s no way I’m telling him anything other than what I just said. Please let me have at least a few more weeks of freedom before this nut locks me in his ivory tower.
Whether he believed me or not he didn’t say, but the fact that he just laid down and pulled me into his arms with his hand resting on my flat tummy told me I needed to work on my acting skills.