Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78236 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78236 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
He pulls back and continues sliding his hand up and down his cock before he thrusts his hips forward and comes all over my stomach. I look down, and my pussy clenches with need.
How can this be healthy?
How can I want this?
I have no answer except I sure as shit do.
And I want to slap myself for even thinking that, but my hands are tied. So that’s impossible.
And as he returns to the end of the bed, the doorbell rings.
We both freeze for a moment, and a key turning in the lock is heard.
His hard gaze finds mine. “Who has keys?” he asks harshly.
“What?”
“I suggest you tell me if you’re seeing another man. I’d hate to make a mess on your floor again.” I watch as he reaches for something on the floor, and when he stands, he’s holding a gun.
He smirks and walks out.
Naked.
Leaving me tied to the bed.
CHAPTER 27
Crue
From what I’ve gathered, she hasn’t been in contact with another man—other than the one I killed—so if she thinks she can get another man by me? Yeah, that’s not happening!
“You are a walking red flag, you know that, right?” she yells.
“Luckily for you, red is your favorite color besides black,” I yell back. I know this for a fact. She always wears red lingerie, and I fucking love it.
“Rya?”
I stop at the sound of the voice. That doesn’t sound like a man. I move the gun in front of my cock to try to hide it as I hear footsteps approaching. I back up when she comes into view. I know who it is immediately—she looks so much like Rya but just a bit older. Except something is missing in her eyes when she looks at me. And I know that look. It’s the look of someone who is dead on the inside, devoid of emotion.
Then her eyes go wide and scan me before a smirk forms on her lips.
“Well, I didn’t expect to see this,” she says.
“Mother, avert your eyes,” Rya yells from the bedroom.
I keep slowly backing up.
“You gave me a set of keys. Told me to come whenever I could. I told you last week I would pop by. You work crazy hours, and nights are my only chance to see you.” I hear Rya groan from the bedroom. All the while, her mother continues to stare. “And who are you?”
“He’s nobody,” Rya calls out.
I hold out my hand—the one that isn’t holding my gun that’s covering my junk.
“Crue, your daughter’s future husband.”
She glances at my hand and takes it.
“He is not!” Rya loudly disagrees.
“Should I send your mother in to talk to you, princess?”
“No. You get in here now. Mom, wait in the kitchen, please. I won’t be long.”
“If you say so, dear.” Her mother turns and walks away. When she gets to the hallway that leads to the kitchen, she looks over her shoulder and grins. I smile back and wait until she’s gone before I hurry back to the bedroom. I find Rya still tied to the bed, my cum having dripped down her stomach and onto the bed.
And…
… she is furious.
“How dare you! Untie me,” she growls as I shut the door. I step up to the bed between her spread legs, bend down, and slide my tongue between her pussy lips, tasting her one last time. Because now she is pissed, she may throw me out. But I came here for her, And I sure as shit plan to leave with the taste of her on my lips at least.
“Stop it! Oh my God…” The first two words are said in anger, but the last three? Well, they just edge me on to keep going. I do it again, tasting her before I slip in a finger, feeling her tight channel immediately tighten around my finger.
“Princess.”
“Hmm.” She has completely forgotten her mother is here, but I haven’t. I stop just as her back arches and pull away. Her eyes fly open, and she glares at me.
“Time to dazzle the new in-law.” I wink at Rya, then undo the restraints slowly. I feel her stare on me as I take my time. It penetrates me.
She’s mad.
And I can’t hide my smile.
“You think this is funny?” she asks as I reach for her wrist. When it’s free, I move around to do the other one. She pulls both her hands to her chest and sits up. I catch sight of the anklet, and my cock hardens.
I plan to have that ankle over my shoulder at some point, so when her feet are in the air, she’ll never forget who she belongs to. Me.
Rya stands and stretches her neck from side to side before she steps closer. Her eyes, which are usually silver, darken, and she drops to her knees, her hands gripping my waist as she digs her nails into my skin. Her lips wrap around the head of my cock, and she takes me into her mouth.