Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 72340 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72340 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
One of his hands finds its way onto my hip while the other slides in between my legs, honing in on my clit.
He flicks at it softly, causing a swarm of butterflies to escape from my belly.
“Ahhh…”
“You feel that, baby? Do you fucking feel that? It’s like your soul is soaring while your body takes flight. Your chest fills with air while your mind is going a million miles an hour, but all you can focus on is the one thing that completes you—that’s what being with you is like.”
Though he’s talking, the only thing I can focus on is him and the way his finger flicks back and forth, the way his hot breath feels against my skin, and the way his hand bites into my flesh, so painfully that I know he’s resisting the urge to slam into me.
“Come for me, baby. Come so hard on my hand, harder than you ever have in your life.” At his command, I feel my walls clenching. The delicious sensation of flying zings through me, and I feel as if I’m on the verge of something different—something unseen, something never felt before.
I collapse onto his chest, and just when I think it’s over, he slides into me. He places both hands on my hips, holding me in place, waiting for me to come back down from my high.
“You clench me so fucking tightly, baby,” he whispers in my ear, his teeth grazing my skin.
I sit up to look down at him. His eyes are a dark chocolate brown with flecks of gold I hadn’t noticed before.
“I’m hungry for you… Starving…” he murmurs, kneading my breasts in a way that has me moving against him.
“I love you,” I blurt out, slamming down on him.
I’m working him in and out of me, focusing on my pace when I think I faintly hear him say, “I know.”
I watch as his head tilts back with his mouth open. His eyes are closed, and he looks to be in heaven.
“Fuck yes…” he hisses as I continue to slam down on him. My hips pivot with every movement, and I feel his tip rubbing against my back wall.
“Oh yeah, baby… Ride that cock… Show me who owns you…” His dirty words and seductive voice push me harder.
I stop bouncing and just swivel my hips back and forth. I push down on him hard and am met with a delicious reward. His hands grip my hips harder and harder as he urges me to go harder, my clit rubbing against his cock. Fuck yes. Fuck yes. Fuck yes.
“I… Can’t…” I barely get out in between breaths. My chest is constricting, and my body is reeling with pleasurable sparks. His hands slip from my hips and behind his head as I open my eyes and peer down at him. He’s watching me ride him with eyes that are glazed over and a soft smile on his lips.
“You can, and you will come, again and again, until I tell you that you can’t anymore.”
“Ahhh…” I continue to ride him harder and harder. Every slide in and out pushes me that much closer to my goal—to the finish line.
“Come. Now!” he yells suddenly. My insides clench around him, and my eyes roll into the back of my head. I stop breathing as beautiful, colorful flashes erupt in my head. I can’t stop myself from scratching his chest. My nails dig into his skin so deeply, I worry he might be bleeding.
His hands come back up to my hips where he holds me so he can slam into me repeatedly. My legs tremble like jelly, and just when I don’t think I can take anymore, he’s there pushing me to the edge again.
Enzo’s cum fills me to the brim as he pushes into me until he grows soft. I fall against his bloody chest, surprised that I did that to him. I feel like a bowl full of Jello shivering uncontrollably, so I don’t resist him lifting me.
“The guys will be back soon. We need to get dressed,” Enzo tells me while running his fingers up and down my back.
“Okay,” I groan and peel myself away from him. My body feels extremely worked over, and I really just want to take a hot bath, but I also don’t want to be naked when Eli is close.
I get dressed and head to the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair when I hear Enzo and another man’s voice. I instantly recognize the voice, and it sends shivers down my spine. It belongs to a face that I would much rather not see.
“She wasn’t ever part of the plan, Enzo,” Eli says.
I hear the sigh that Enzo releases. I can almost see his face. I’m sure it’s filled with anger and agony.
“It doesn’t matter. She’s a part of the plan now, and that’s all that matters.” My heart swells with love. At least I know he won’t be killing me or making me leave him.