Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 109696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 366(@300wpm)
“Spread your legs.” He grabs my ankles, and before I can do anything but gasp, his mouth is on my pussy, and I’ve never been more grateful to Gia for insisting we get waxed once a month in case this happened.
His tongue licks and sucks on my clit, and I start to build, climb, so sensitive that I’m almost ready to come.
“Ryder, can I come?” I moan, and he lifts his head, his eyes giving me everything I’ll ever need. He likes me asking for permission.
“Please,” I moan, arching myself up, then want to scream as he moves up to claim my lips, his tongue thrusting into my mouth and tasting like me. Using two fingers, he thrusts them inside me.
“You’re so fucking tight.” His fingers are like magic, rubbing inside me.
I grab hold of his hand. I’m going to come. Can’t stop.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby. You come on my fingers.” I think I scream as wave after wave of pleasure spears through my body. Little black dots dance before my eyes and I hold on to him and let him take me away.
“That’s my girl. You’re so wet, I’m gonna fuck you, and you’re gonna love it,” he murmurs.
“Ryder…” I pant as his thick, hard cock hovers at my entrance, and in one fast thrust, he’s inside me. The pain, no, rather, the burn pulls my mind out of the clouds and I stiffen.
“Relax,” he coaxes.
It’s hard to breathe, only because he’s so big, and this hurt way more than excepted.
“Julianna.” My eyes shift to his. “I like that my cock is inside you and that you’re so tight.” I nod. For some odd reason, that makes me happy.
“Fuck, you feel good.” He pulls out and slowly moves in again, his eyes changing. He’s connected with me.
“Yeah, that’s it. If it didn’t hurt, it wouldn’t be worth it.” His lips touch mine and suddenly, all the pain, my thoughts, everything is gone. The universe could end right now, and I’d be fine as long as Ryder was with me.
I dig my nails into his back and he kisses me, his tongue demanding as he moves in and out and we both moan. I want to scream I love you. Instead, I let this kiss tell him everything. He can have me, my soul… all of it.
He lifts his head and our eyes lock. Lacing his fingers with mine, he tugs my hands above my head.
“Fuck, you’re gonna be my downfall.” He pumps into me, slowly, deeply, the burn a distant memory as my body becomes his.
“This cunt is mine, Julianna.”
All I can do is chant yes, and Ryder and maybe I love you. I don’t even know or care, because somehow the burn has become pleasure and I’m getting ready to soar, climb as he moves in and out.
“That’s my girl. Grab my cock, fucking milk the cum out of me,” he says as I go over, my core pulsing and contracting on his cock.
“Fuck,” he grunts, then pulls out of me, his hand roughly jacking himself off.
“Look at me.” His voice is tight, his beautiful face fierce. He reaches for my throat while his other hand jerks his cock.
“Ryder,” I groan, watching him come undone. Hot sperm covers my breasts, and he lets go of my neck, straightening to empty his seed completely.
Holy God, I had no idea guys came this much. I’m covered with it, can already feel it trickling down my sides. Ryder stares down at me.
Changed. I’m forever his. Gone is the old Julianna. I’m Ryder’s now. No wonder those women wear Property of… I smile at the thought of wearing his leather jacket again. How does he look so unfazed? He’s kind of frowning, in fact. Oh God, what’s happening?
Licking my lips, I watch his eyes dip to my breasts, then farther down, and suddenly I’m self-conscious. If that woman I saw him with days ago is his type, I’m sorely lacking, with my pale skin and real boobs—they seemed fine until now.
He stands and scoops me up easily as he walks us into his bathroom. It’s surprisingly big and super white. The tub, the towels, tile, everything’s so white and clean, it almost sparkles. A faint smell of bleach tickles my nose. I inhale Ryder’s scent instead.
After he sets me down, not saying a word, he turns on the shower. Why isn’t he talking? I bite my bottom lip as I straighten my shoulders and try to keep my legs from visibly shaking.
“Come on, baby.” He holds out his hand for me to enter the shower, his eyes focused on my pussy. I glance down and see the smear of blood on both sides of my thighs, and my face burns.
“Julianna.” I jump. He sounds bored, maybe indifferent, which at this very moment in my life could not be worse. He reaches for me, and I let him. I’m almost too tired, mentally and physically, to do anything but get clean, wash his sperm and the blood off, then run back to Gia and hide under the covers with her.