Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 41558 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 166(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41558 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 166(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
She lifted her hand, reaching for me. I took it and brushed a reverent kiss over her knuckles. A small frown tugged at her mouth when I released her, but it faded as I quickly began to strip off my clothes. She licked her lips when my cock sprang free, and I bit back a groan as I grabbed a condom from my nightstand drawer.
I gently grasped her hips, shifting her body so that I could lay on my back. I guided her to straddle me, urging her on top. She bit her lip a bit shyly, but she didn’t hesitate to press my cockhead to her wet opening. Slowly, she lowered herself onto my dick, her body softened and ready after the orgasms I’d demanded from her. She squeezed my shaft inch by delicious inch, and I fisted the sheets at my sides to prevent myself from grabbing her hips and thrusting into her roughly.
I craved to possess her, to claim her with the wild and savage need that gripped me. But I was mindful of her injuries, and I wouldn’t risk causing her so much as a twinge of pain. Not when she was taking my cock so beautifully, her alabaster cheeks flushing pink with arousal and her parted lips swollen from my kisses. Her head dropped back on a moan as she took me fully inside her. I rocked my hips, driving deep enough to draw a strangled cry from her chest.
I grasped her hand and directed her to touch herself, circling her fingers over her clit. “Make yourself feel good, baby. I want to watch.”
Her lashes fanned her pink cheeks as embarrassment washed over her. I squeezed her ass in reprimand, commanding her attention. She gasped and jolted, rubbing her pussy on my cock. A low, guttural sound slipped between my teeth at the burst of pleasure, and I forced back the cresting wave of ecstasy. I wasn’t nearly ready for this to end.
“Play with your clit,” I ordered, keeping her locked in my fierce gaze. “Show me how you touch yourself.” I shifted my hips, punctuating the order with a deep thrust.
She cried out and ground herself against me, rubbing her clit as I’d demanded.
“Good girl,” I praised, and she shuddered with pleasure. “You’re doing so good, baby. Just like that. Ride my cock and make yourself come.”
She obeyed, taking me greedily and claiming me with wild abandon. Her free hand went to her breasts, rolling her nipples between her thumb and forefinger and tugging lightly. My fingers flexed into her hips, beginning to take control of her movements against my cock. I drove into her, forcing myself in to the hilt as I urged her to take more, harder and faster. My own pleasure gathered at the base of my spine, and I gritted my teeth to force it back. She was too breathtaking for me to end this. Her beauty and raw desire stunned me, hitting me square in the chest and making me gasp for breath.
“Max!” Her inner walls rippled around my dick, forcing me to come with her.
I roared out her name and thrust deep, my cock throbbing as I found release inside her velvet heat. Her lips crashed down on mine, and she claimed me with a soul-searing kiss, branding her mark on my heart.
I love you. I made the promise with hungry strokes of my tongue against hers, vowing my love for her with my body, even if I couldn’t say the words.
Allie owned me, body and soul.
CHAPTER 9
Allie
Max’s arm tightened around me, and I stirred with a wince. Despite the small flare of pain on my bruised stomach, I snuggled closer to him. His sigh ruffled my hair, and I closed my eyes again, content to drift somewhere between sleep and wakefulness, allowing myself to feel safe with his strong body cradling mine.
After a while, bright sunlight slanted through a gap in his curtains, rousing us both. He woke and immediately brushed a kiss over my forehead. “You sleep okay, Bambi?” he asked, his voice slightly gravelly and impossibly sexy.
“Mmmhmm,” I replied, leaning into him. I sucked in a sharp breath when my bruised cheek pressed against his hard chest.
He pulled back, frowning down at my injury. “Did the doctor give you any painkillers?”
I nodded, then squeezed my eyes shut. “In the bag by the door.” I’d dropped it as soon as he’d pulled me inside and started kissing me senseless yesterday. After that, I’d been too blissed out to care about my injuries; Max had made sure to flood my system with pleasure for hours before we’d passed out in his bed.
He sat up, and I instantly missed his warmth. But my head was beginning to pound, so I didn’t protest when he retrieved the meds and brought them to me with a glass of water. I took the pills from him and swallowed them down, closing my eyes and willing my mounting headache to subside.