Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 131916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 660(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 660(@200wpm)___ 528(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
He swiped the pad of his thumb over my tingling lips. “What I just did to you I plan on doing again and again. I’m going to wring so much pleasure out of you you’re going to be begging me to stop all while you can’t help but beg me for more. I’m going to make you forget.”
I wanted it. I wanted to forget.
But also…I wanted to remember. I wanted to start anew. I wanted to cling to this hope that had burst inside of me.
I inhaled a trembling breath when I finally got the button of his jeans undone, and it skated the air in a shock of electricity.
River exhaled, and I drew him in.
Leather and ink and wickedness. Only it was more. It was the woods and the earth and possibility. It was the sun and light and the life I’d been missing. River slowly pushed all the way to standing. He towered over me where I trembled on my knees.
Completely naked except for my bra that was twisted, the cups still pulled down beneath my breasts.
Wholly exposed.
But I wanted to be.
I lowered his zipper and began to pull down his jeans. I took his underwear with them.
I struggled to get them over his hips, and he helped me, pushing them low enough that his cock sprang free.
A rush of dizziness slammed me with the sight. His enormous cock pointing for the sky, hard and fat and pierced at the tip.
Redness flushed, and my mind sped back to when I’d first been in his shop and had seen the jewelry in the case, how I’d been too embarrassed to even imagine someone being pierced this way.
And there he stood in front of me with a metal rod that ran through his engorged, bulging head. It ran from top to bottom, and two balls were fitted on each side.
A choked sound crawled up my throat and I wheezed, “Oh…”
River smirked. “Told you I was going to wring every ounce of pleasure out of you. Wait until you feel me filling you up so full you actually feel like you’re going to break.”
“As long as you make me feel half as good as you made me feel two minutes ago, then I’m okay with it,” I rasped, squeezing my thighs together because I suddenly needed him all over again.
“Oh, gorgeous, I promise you, it’s going to be good. Now suck me like a good girl, and then I’ll show you.”
Surprise jolted out of me, followed by another rush of arousal. I couldn’t imagine that I’d like being talked to this way, but his voice traveled through me on a torrent of desire.
I refused any self-consciousness, and I reached out and brushed my fingers down his length before I curled my hand around him.
River hissed, and I leaned in and dragged my tongue over the tip of his cock, letting my tongue come out to play with the ball at the bottom of the rod that pierced his dick.
He jolted and rumbled, “Fuck me. You’re barely touchin’ me, gorgeous girl, and I’m already about to blow. What I’m going to do to you, Charleigh Lowe,” he gritted.
There was no stopping the grin that pulled at the edge of my mouth before I wrapped my lips fully around his tip and sucked. Big hands fisted in my hair as he let go of a growl.
It turned into a long moan when I drew him deep into my mouth, so far that his crown hit the back of my throat.
I struggled not to gag around the size of him, my lips stretched so wide that drool dripped from the edges of my mouth as I tried to take him as deep as I could.
I hummed with the sensation, vibrating on my knees, shocked at how much I enjoyed it.
His fingers splayed out over the sides of my head, and they tangled in the long pieces of my hair. He curled them into fists as he guided me back.
Then he plunged back in deep. “Just like that, Charleigh. Take it.”
I moaned and he grunted when he pulled out then drove back in.
I had to reach out to grab onto his thighs to support myself as he began to fuck my mouth.
I wanted him to.
I wanted him to take control.
I wanted to surrender.
I wanted to give and trust.
“You’re so good, baby. So good the way you take me.”
A bunch of tiny sounds climbed my throat, the feel of him overwhelming as he pushed in again and again.
“Couldn’t have dreamed up a fantasy better than this. You on your knees for me with my dick stuffed down your throat. Perfect girl.”
He withdrew then thrust back in.
Hard.
I whimpered and clung on tighter as he began to work in long, deep strokes, driving in a little farther with each rut.