Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 72090 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72090 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
“Good girl.” He pushed his cock into me, harder this time. “You’re not to touch yourself without my permission.”
“Okay,” I moaned.
His cock thrust into me, hard and deep. “Say it.”
“I’m not to touch myself without your permission.”
“Good.” He thrust into me again. “What will I do if you disobey me?”
“I’m not going to disobey you,” I panted.
He slapped my ass and I yelped.
“You’ll have plenty of time to get used to it. Because you’re going to be naked in my bed, covered in my scent, for the rest of your life.”
“Yes,” I moaned.
His hand came down on my ass with a hard slap.
“Yes, sir.”
“You’re going to take my cock every morning when I wake up. You’re going to spread your legs for me and take my cock down your throat until I’ve had my fill.”
“Yes,” I breathed, my head arching back and resting on his arm.
“I’m going to fuck your ass and make you come. I’m going to shove my cock down your throat and make you swallow my load.”
“Yes,” I moaned, his words sending shocks through my body.
“You’re going to come harder for me than you’ve ever come before.”
I couldn’t speak. I could only moan in response. I let out a cry as he started to fuck me harder, his fingers pressing on my clit.
He pulled me up to my knees and forced my face down.
“I’m older than you, Storee. So much fucking older.”
Though his statement of truth should have acted like a splash of cold water, it actually did the opposite. Our harsh reality was something that had always kept us apart, but now that we were facing it head on, my body reacted as it was always meant to act.
I came, hard, my hips jerking forward, my eyes closed, my body shaking.
“You’re mine, Storee,” he answered, his thrusts becoming faster, harder. He let out a low groan and came, filling me with his seed. “Mine.”
Chapter 24
Storee
I got out of Locke’s car, blinking against the bright sunlight. Wearing nothing but his oversized nightshirt, I was doing the epic version of the walk of shame.
And my luck…
Fiora happened to be walking to my house as I did.
My best friend’s wide eyes said it all.
I groaned inwardly as I saw Fiora’s expression. She was never going to let me hear the end of this, and I wasn’t ready for the questioning that I knew was about to come. I wasn’t going to keep last night with Locke a secret for long from Fiora. But I hadn’t expected to face the reality of what just happened so soon. I hadn’t even had time to process it myself.
I’d just had a night of incredible sex with my father’s best friend. How could I just casually mention that to my own best friend?
Fiora let out a low whistle as she met me on the porch. “I always knew you were a bit of a prude, but it looks like you’re finally living your life. The Hunt seems to have unleashed your inner beast.”
I bit my lip as I fumbled in my purse for the keys to my cottage, wondering how I could ever explain the events of last night to her. But as my mind drifted back to the passionate sex with Locke, I tried not to focus on the warm sensation between my legs.
“I… I just stayed at Locke’s place last night,” I stuttered, not wanting to delve too deeply into the details.
Fiora’s eyes widened even more, and she let out a gasp. “Oh, my god, did you finally hook up with him?”
I could feel my cheeks turning bright red as I nodded my head, confirming her suspicions.
Fiora let out a loud squeal. “I thought you did The Hunt last night. You said you were going to. How did you end up hooking up with Locke?”
I nervously tugged at the hem of the shirt, trying to cover as much skin as possible as I opened the door. “It’s a long story,” I stammered out, hoping to salvage some of my dignity. “I did The Hunt… or at least I was going to. And well… I slipped and fell and ended up in the hospital. I hit my head.”
“Oh, Jesus. Are you okay?”
I nodded. “I’m fine. But they must have called Locke, and he came to pick me up. He insisted I stay the night at his place so he could keep an eye on me.”
“Right,” Fiora replied, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “He just wanted to keep an eye on you.”
I hurried inside my house, hoping to get in before Fiora could pin me down for exact details. “I know, I know. It’s a lot to take in. I’m barely taking it all in myself. It’s crazy. I mean, I…” I trailed off, not sure how to continue.
“How was it?” she pressed on. “Good?”