Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 113639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 568(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 568(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
“Oh God,” I hiss at the sight of his fingers, covered in my slick wetness, rubbing my clit. I grab and latch onto his arms.
“Please… I can’t.” My cheeks and lips are red.
“You’re doing it, baby.”
As my body convulses, a burst of white light blinds me for a second. I latch onto his arms. “Jesus,” I pant.
He spins me around and the hand he used to rub my clit is on my neck, bringing me closer. He’s aggressive; whereas, last night he was gentle. Lifting me up, he dumps me on the sink and impales me with his thick cock before I can recover.
“Don’t ever tell me you can’t come,” he snarls into my mouth and I wonder what the hell is happening to us as I attack his mouth with mine. The craving is there, and I want him more than I care to admit.
“Jesus, Angel… I can’t get enough of this fucking cunt.” Somehow his nasty words suit him and I open my legs wider feeling so complete, safe, wanted.
“Yeah, that’s it.” He leans me back onto the cool mirror and grabs my legs so that we can both watch his long, thick cock go in and out of me.
“Take your finger, baby, and rub that swollen clit. Rub it hard and come on my cock before I fill you up with my glue.” I hesitate.
“Take your finger and touch yourself. I need to see you, feel you.” His eyes lock with mine and it’s there again—only us and he’s inside me and I want to please him like I’ve never wanted to please anyone in my life.
I reach toward my clit. “Use two fingers,” he commands and I do. “Angel… talk to me. Tell me how much you love my cock and your fingers getting you off.”
“I… I love it.” I rub hard. His thick cock picks up speed and I’m gone, orbiting into bliss.
“Fuck yeah, Angel.” His body jerks deep into me. I don’t know how long we stay joined, both of our eyes locked on to each other’s as we try to steady our breaths. Jason slowly pulls out and my sex latches onto him as he goes.
We smile at each other and it’s as though I’m floating as I watch him gently lower me and start the shower. I sink to the toilet seat wondering how I’m still alive.
“What are you thinking about?”
I look over at him, his gorgeous body making me lick my lips. “I was thinking I had no idea it would feel like that.” Instantly, I regret what I said.
He cocks his head and motions for me to get into the shower with him.
The water pelts down on us and he tilts my head. “I like that you are mine, and I like that you are untouched. I’ve fucked hundreds of women and I’ve never had this with anyone.” I blink the water out of my eyes. I’m happy, warm, and fuzzy—such an alien feeling for me. And no doubt, I’m smiling again.
Then he grabs my chin roughly. “If I ever catch you fucking someone else, I’ll kill you.”
At first, I think I misunderstood him. But his green eyes are not blinking and a shiver of excitement fills me. Holy shit, he’s telling the truth. He would kill me. And all the warm fuzzy feelings I was having double. Because if he would kill me for touching another man. Wow… that definitely sounds promising. He lets me go and reaches for the soap and I swallow as I do nothing but watch him soap his perfect body. As he turns his back on me to rinse, I finally move. Grabbing one of my new shower gels, I squirt some into my hands and lather up. The energy is charged and I can sense him start to pull away.
“I have a busy day. What are you planning on doing?” His broad shoulders block the water and his gaze stays on my face instead of my soapy hands that have started to wash my body with vanilla bubbles.
“Um… I kind of need another bathing suit or maybe I’ll help Amy in the kitchen.”
He shakes his head. “No. No helping Amy anymore. I’ll have Dewey take you to the mall. I need a new pair of sunglasses anyway. I’ll leave some money on the dresser.” He reaches for my open mouth because did he just allow me out… with Dewey?
“Be good, Eve, and we’ll see where this goes.” He brushes my lips with his. And I stand up on my tiptoes to deepen it.
“I have to go, babe. I’ve got shit going on.” He pulls back and steps out and I instantly miss him. Quickly I finish washing myself. My body feels so different. My muscles are sore and my vagina is somewhat throbbing and tender. I smile and start to hum then stop and turn off the shower.