Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 74123 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74123 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
I grip her hair in a ponytail, slightly lifting her off the bed as I ram inside her with ruthless thrusts. Another wave hits her, bleeding into the previous one as I empty myself in her heat.
My shoulders tighten with the force of my release as my cum fills her to the brim.
A soft sigh leaves her lips and I pull out of her, watching the streaks of my cum trailing down her thighs.
My cock is about ready to take her over and over and fucking over again. I need to mark her, claim her, and bind her to me.
As she watches me with half-lidded eyes, my cum filling her and my marks decorating her neck, only one thought remains.
Mine.
16
Georgina
I trace my fingers over Jas' chest, all the questions I want to ask him are running through my head.
He might have fucked me senseless, but he won’t make me forget about the questions he avoided. He still hasn't told me the whole truth, and the nagging little voice in the back of my mind demands I finally get some answers.
After the night we've had, I'm afraid to ask, but I also know I won't have any peace of mind until Jasper comes clean.
"Jas," I mutter, tracing my finger over his full lips.
"Hm?" His eyes are closed. There's a faint shadow of stubble on his chiseled jaw, and he looks more peaceful than I've ever seen him.
"I need to ask you a few more things." I hate breaking the spell.
Jasper groans and grabs me by the throat. I moan as he drags me on top of him, fingers tangling in my hair as he holds my head up, looking deep into my eyes. "Why do you always have to have so many questions, Pet? Can't we just do what we're best at and fuck?"
"No." I scramble out of his reach and sit cross-legged on the bed. Jas groans, glancing at the alarm clock next to my bed.
"Petal, it's four thirty a.m."
"I don't care."
"So, what are these questions?" He sighs, sitting up in bed and earning a victorious smile from me. "More stuff I don't want to answer?"
"You don't want to tell me anything at all, anyway." I roll my eyes and nudge him playfully. "Come on. I just want to know more about you."
"Like what?"
"Like... do you have any siblings?" He shakes his head, his mouth setting in a thin line, and I give it a moment's thought before I go on. "What about pets? I know you don't like cats, but maybe a dog?"
"No." His answer is firm and leaves room for no other questions. "Are you done with the interrogation?"
"I've barely asked you two questions!" I sigh in frustration and roll onto my front, with my feet up in the air. "What about your job, then? You haven't even told me what you do?"
"I told you," he mutters. "I work in HR, at C Electronics. You could say I'm someone who gets things done."
"Okay." I raise an eyebrow at him. "For the company?"
"For the family."
"Which family?"
He groans. "Is this necessary?"
"Yes," I insist. "Who do you run errands for?"
"You met him," Jas mutters.
"That Lucio guy?" He nods reluctantly. Once again, the thought of the creepy guy I'd seen in front of my apartment sends chills down my spine. There's something unnerving about him. I remind myself not to judge and try to find out more before I make any crazy assumptions. Just because he gives me the creeps doesn't mean he's a bad person. "So, what kind of errands do you run for him?"
"Whatever needs doing." Jas yawns and pulls the duvet higher. "Can we go to sleep, Petal? You're getting on my nerves."
"Just one more question," I beg, and he finally gives in, glaring at me as he motions for me to go on. "Have you hurt anyone for this Lucio guy?"
"Define hurt."
"You know what I mean, Jas." The question is making my own heart race. I taste acid. I'm scared of Jasper's answer. "Have you hurt innocent people as part of your job?"
He stares back at me, but says nothing. His full lips thin into a line and we have a silent blinking competition that I lose.
"Answer me," I demand.
"Stop bossing me around. I own you, not the other way around, Petal."
"Like fuck you do." I'm out of the bed in a flash, eyes filled with anger. It seems like not even an hour can go by without us getting into an argument, and the last one is still too fresh on my mind to just sweep it under the rug. "Are you going to answer me, Jasper? Because if you're not, the fucking door is right there."
He follows my pointed finger and stares at the door like he's contemplating whether he should just walk out on me. I know I'm being crazy, but I can't help it. All of Jas' cryptic answers, that weird guy Lucio, and then the scene at the club tonight – I can't just pretend it's nothing.