Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20011 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20011 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
I tipped my hips back and pressed forward again. Troy’s warm channel hugged perfectly against my flesh. It gripped me as I thrust back and forth, filling him with my love and lust.
Needing contact with his skin, I planted my hands next to his shoulders and leaned down, placing our stomachs together. it allowed me to slide further inside, and sandwiched his hard cock between us.
It pulsed and oozed onto my stomach as I grinded against it. The corner of the sheet popped off of the mattress as Troy grappled with it. He was being so careful not to push me, but I wanted it.
“Touch me,” I begged through ragged breaths, and he immediately understood what I needed. He wrapped his arms around my waist and held me tightly as we rocked together. He hugged me, surrounding me with his strength.
Our breathing and heart rates fell into sync. We were one body and spirit. I snapped my hips faster, filling him again and again as he cried out his pleasure. His fingertips pressed into my flesh. Neither of us were holding back.
“Avery, I’m getting close,” he panted, further stoking my fire. I dropped all of my weight onto him, trapping his cock and grinding wildly against it. His words became a solid, breathy moan and his body grew rigid beneath me.
With one more cry of my name, Troy jerked, and a flood of warm liquid gushed between us. The scent of his release pierced my nostrils and made my eyes roll back into my head. I pounded into him at a feverish pace until I couldn’t hold out any longer.
My body lurched forward and my balls rolled as I exploded, filling the condom with my seed. One day, I would plant it inside him. I collapsed onto his chest, resting my head on his sweat-tacky skin.
Our breathing slowly returned to normal, and Troy’s tight grip relaxed. He gently stroked up and down my spine, tracing his finger over each knob.
I was so overwhelmed with emotion. I wanted to tell this wonderful man what he meant to me, and what he’d done for me. He had forever changed my life, and I hoped he would share it with me for all time. I was glad to give him every part of me.
For so long, I'd been desperate for a safe space; a place to rest my head and lay down my load. But it wasn't until this moment that I realized perhaps what I was searching for wasn't a place, but a person; a person whose arms were wrapped around me with unyielding strength, scooping up my broken pieces and holding them together. To him, my shattered soul was a beautiful mosaic. When he held onto me, I finally felt as if I could let go. He freed me of my burdens and helped me to soar.
But the only words my ecstasy fueled mind could gather were, “I love you,” and I hoped he could feel their weight.
“I love you too,” he whispered into my damp hair before sealing the words with a kiss.
Chapter Six
Avery
I locked my car door and hustled towards the restaurant where I was meeting Troy. My Algorithm class ran a little long, and I was running late for our dinner date.
Just as I reached the sidewalk which led to the front entrance, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I smiled, thinking it was a message from Troy asking where I was. He would be worried that I was late, and checking to make sure I was okay.
I pulled out my phone and smiled at Troy’s name, but the message wasn’t what I expected.
Troy: Hey, sweetheart. My client was late and our session ran over a few minutes. I’m on my way, see you in five. Love you.
I typed out a reply and hit send.
7:42PM: No worries, I just got here too. I’ll wait for you outside. Love you.
It was a nice evening, and I wanted to stand outside and enjoy the crisp breeze. Plus, I loved it when Troy held the door open for me, and walked in anywhere holding my hand. I was a little spoiled and very proud to be seen with him.
Just as I slid my phone back into my pocket, an arm wrapped around my chest. If I hadn’t just received a text from him, I might have thought it was Troy. But this wasn’t his touch; this was gruff and controlling. The arm squeezed painfully around me and dragged me backwards. Before I could yell out, a hand slapped over my mouth.
Fear and guilt bubbled inside me. Troy had warned me so many times about needing to be more aware of my surroundings. I always let myself get distracted, and didn’t pay enough attention to what was happening around me.
But it was impossible to miss being dragged into an alleyway. My back was slammed against a brick wall, and I was finally able to see who had apprehended me; Riley had his hands on my chest, pinning me to the wall, and Brant was standing next to him.