Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 153544 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 768(@200wpm)___ 614(@250wpm)___ 512(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 153544 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 768(@200wpm)___ 614(@250wpm)___ 512(@300wpm)
“I don’t know how to do that, but here’s what I do know.” He strokes my hand that’s beneath his. “I’ll make sure you never have those thoughts again.”
“Says the one who asked me to throw myself off a cliff so he could take a picture of my fall.”
“But you didn’t. As you said, you don’t want to kill yourself, and I believe you.”
My lips part. He…what?
Why would he believe me? Even I don’t believe myself sometimes. There’s an unreliable narrator in my head who keeps flinging me in all directions.
Forget it.
I’m simply not getting trapped in the web Killian is spinning.
Trying to remain nonchalant, I remove my hand from his hold. “Can you let me finish the initiation now?”
He taps a finger against his thigh. “Why are you so interested in joining our club?”
“Isn’t that where all the cool kids go?”
“Nice try, but no, it obviously isn’t your scene.”
“Because I’m a girl?”
“And a nerd and a scaredy-cat and an introvert. You name it.”
“I…can change.”
“Why?”
“What do you mean why?”
“Why would you change? You’re fine the way you are.”
My breath gets caught at the back of my throat. I’m pretty sure he didn’t mean it as a compliment, which is why it sounds even more like a compliment. Dammit.
The effect he has on me isn’t funny anymore.
“I just want to join the club and add more fun to my life.”
“I’ll be all the fun you need.”
“Arrogant prick.”
“Heard worse.”
“Come on, let me join.”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because I said so. Besides…” He shoves me against the tree and his arms cage me in from both sides. “You owe me one for being nice just now.”
His hand wraps around my waist and he pushes his erection against my stomach. The air crackles with tension as his cock slides up and down the sensitive flesh of my mound.
Clothes separate us, but I feel every stroke to the deepest part of me.
“You…said you’d give me time.” I choke on the word, not able to recognize my voice from the thickness of it.
“And I will. This has nothing to do with that.” He pulls down my top’s strap and it reveals the lace of my bra.
“Mmm. Red. Were you thinking of me when you covered these tits with my favorite color? Did you touch yourself in front of the mirror and come with my name on your lips.”
“N-no…” My shaky fingers slap against his chest, so utterly weak. “And how does this have nothing to do with it when you’re obviously touching me?”
“Never said I wouldn’t. I just said I wouldn’t take your virginity—for now.” He pulls down the other strap and glides his fingers against my bra until he finds the tips of my breasts. “Look at these little nipples being all hard before I’ve even touched them.”
He yanks down the bra to my stomach and I briefly close my eyes as my breasts bounce free. My nipples ache with want, hard and throbbing.
Maybe he’s right and I’m way worse than I thought.
His thumb and forefinger wrap around a nipple and twist. I shudder and clamp my lips against a moan as a zap of pleasure trickles down my stomach and to my pulsing pussy.
“Your tits are gorgeous, baby. All creamy and pink, not to mention they fit perfectly in my hands.” He cups them both, each in a strong palm as if to prove a point. “Mmm. So perky and beautiful, I want to torture them a little.”
He pinches a nipple and I whimper and pretend to push him away, but he pinches again, hard.
I scream, my back flinching against the harshness of the tree. He strokes the nipple, humming in that dark voice, “So sensitive, my little rabbit. I like it.”
He pinches and tugs with brute force, then strokes the pain away like a caring lover. The alternation between pain and pleasure leaves me hazy, and my trembling legs threaten to drop me.
“I bet you’re all soaking wet.” He reaches into my shorts and I bite my lip as his hand meets my underwear. “So fucking drenched, baby. Maybe I should acquaint your cunt with my cock, after all. They obviously need the introduction.”
I stiffen, my heartbeat skyrocketing. “You said you’d give me time.”
“Time is proportional and not exact. In fact, time can be fifteen minutes.”
My heart shrivels with a pang of disappointment that expands all the way to my dropping stomach.
I should’ve never believed him. I really shouldn’t have.
Despite the fear coursing through me, I glare at him. “Do whatever the fuck you want. Just know that I’ll never trust you. Never.”
“Relax.” His voice is casual, easy, even as he rubs both his fingers and his erection against my pussy. “I’ll keep my word.”
For some reason, he sounds sincere, but I know better than to trust the unhinged bastard blindly.
“On the other hand, you’ll give me your mouth.”