Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 93195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 466(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 466(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
“What if I wanted to mark you another way?” He gently bit her shoulder before sucking the skin into his mouth.
“Y-yes,” she said on a shaky breath.
“All over?”
“Oh God.”
He moved to her neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. Harper moaned.
“You like that? You like the idea of me leaving love bites all the fuck over you, knowing under your clothes is evidence of how much I wanted you? How much I want you all the time?”
She trembled against him. “Yes, Jinx. It’s so hot, do it. I want to see it. I want to look in the mirror and count the spots you leave.”
“Jesus Christ.” She was goddamn perfect for him. He sucked right below her collarbone, then the side of her tit, until she moaned. The gentle swell of her stomach was his favorite spot. When he drew the skin between his lips, she giggled and squirmed before it turned into a moan and she yanked his hair.
“Jinx,” she said as she panted.
“Hmm?” He moved to her inner thigh, sucking hard and making her squeal.
After that, he straightened to admire his handy work. She lay sprawled on his bed, legs spread, one arm over her head and one at her side. Six pink hickeys practically glowed against her tan skin. Her eyes were heavy-lidded and full of wanton desire.
“Beautiful.” His dick leaked, soaking through the gray boxer briefs. Harper’s gaze went straight to the spot.
She licked her lips, and his dick released another drop of precum.
No matter what happened in the rest of his life, he didn’t think he’d find a moment more perfect than this, and he needed to capture it. Preserve it.
“Don’t move a fucking muscle.” He hopped off the bed and rummaged through the pile of clothes for his phone.
“What are you… oh!”
He opened the camera and snapped a series of photos he’d jerk off to for the rest of his life.
“I knew you’d be gorgeous with my marks all over you. But I need to leave one more.”
“Whe… Jinx!”
He flipped her onto her stomach, making her yelp in surprise. The round globes of her perfect ass called to him. Before she could ask what the hell he intended, he nipped her ass and sucked until she shouted. When he released the skin, he gave her other cheek a playful smack.
She buried her face in her hands and made a noise of frustration. He froze. Fuck, had he gone too far?
“Harper?”
“Why the hell is that so fucking hot?” The words were muffled by her hands, but he still heard every one.
She liked it—his lips and his palm on her ass. He smacked her cheek again, drawing a porn-worthy groan from deep within her before she mumbled something.
“What was that?”
“Do it again.” The words were spoken as though she felt shame for what she wanted. That would change. He was a dirty fucker, and he planned to introduce her to every sinful delight out there. Soon, she’d be openly begging him to smack her ass without a second thought.
He smacked her ass again. When she moaned into her hands, the sound almost did him in. He squeezed his dick through his boxers and bit his lip to stave off the rogue orgasm. His breaths came in heavy pants, and sweat rolled down his skin from the effort of holding it off.
Harper rolled to her back. “You look like you’re in a bad way,” she crooned. “Maybe it’s time to stop playing and fuck me.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
HARPER FELT SEXY.
She felt powerful.
It was in the way Jinx looked at her. The way he put his mouth all over her skin. The wet spot on his boxer briefs over his enormous erection.
How could she not feel like a goddess when he made his desire so evident?
He’d introduced her to things she’d only heard about, and though it initially embarrassed her, she wanted more.
She wanted everything.
“Ride me.” He flopped onto his back next to her, making her mouth drop open.
His boxer briefs disappeared before she could process what he wanted from her. The thick cock jutting from between his legs drew her attention. It was long, wide, veiny, and nearly purple at the tip.
He wanted her to ride it. She was so hot on full display, open and vulnerable before him.
“You’re studying me pretty hard,” he quipped with a snarky smirk.
She laughed. “Did you just throw my words back in my face?”
“Sure did. Now, hop on, baby. I can’t promise how long this guy will last with you sitting there all sexy and marked up. You don’t want me to be humiliated for the rest of my life if I come all over myself just from looking at you, do you?”
God, this man knew exactly how to cut through her nerves and make her happy. Fuck feeling nervous. She sat up, twisted around, and threw one leg over his wide body.