Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80214 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80214 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
He pulled his shirt over his head as he walked toward me, his hands moving to his jeans next and getting them undone as he came closer. He stopped and got his bottoms off, his eyes on me, almost looking angry.
When he was in nothing but his skin, he moved the rest of the way and grabbed me hard, gripping me like a prisoner rather than a lover. One hand cupped the back of my head while his fingers were deep in my hair, taking hold of me like he owned me, like I’d been his long before we’d met. His other hand circled my waist, his fingers digging into my flesh as he kissed me hard, kissed me like we hadn’t seen each other in weeks rather than days.
That made me forget everything. Everything but this moment.
He turned his head and gave me his tongue, his fingers gliding to my ass and gripping one cheek before he turned his head again and kissed me in a different way, breathing into me, breathing for me. His fingers tugged on my hair, and he sucked my bottom lip, giving me a slight bite before he gave me his tongue again.
I’d never expected a man so hard to kiss so good.
My hand cupped his face as my thumb brushed over the scruff of his jaw, feeling the hair that had grown in since the last time I saw him. I panted against his lips, turning into a dog in heat. I pushed myself into him, feeling my flat stomach touch his hard body, feel my small tits flatten against his sternum. He turned me into a mindless woman who only wanted one thing—this man. Nothing else mattered. Not the world. Not my family. Nothing at all.
His strong arms suddenly picked me up, lifting me from the floor effortlessly so he could bring our faces level and he wouldn’t have to crane his neck to kiss me, so I wouldn’t have to rise onto my tiptoes to reach his jawline.
His fingers dug into my ass as he held me close to him, our chests pressed to each other and our lips moving together faster, like it was our first time being together, like the lust had built inside our veins to this critical level.
I fell into him…so hard.
“Baby.” He spoke against my mouth between kisses, his deep voice so sexy on my ears. He didn’t struggle to hold me, as if I was weightless, an extension of his already muscular body. He even slid one hand into my hair and held me with a single arm, like I really did weigh nothing.
Fuck, he was so hot.
He gently rubbed his hard cock against my clit, turning me on more than I already was. He could do everything at once, give me the best kiss of my life, rock against me, and hold me with a single arm.
How did I live so long without this?
He suddenly turned to the bed and gently maneuvered me down until my body landed against the mattress. But his gentleness didn’t last long. “On your knees.”
I turned to the head of the bed to face the headboard.
He grabbed my arm and forced me to turn around, facing the mirror that leaned against my wall. He got onto the bed behind me, grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me down slightly, my ass rising up. “You’re gonna watch me fuck you, baby.” He forced my legs apart before he positioned himself behind me. Then he shoved himself hard inside me, giving a big thrust that pushed him inside almost the full way.
I jerked forward and let out a cry, my slick pussy surprised by his enormous size. I gripped the edge of the bed to stop myself from falling forward onto the floor.
He held on to my hips and pounded into me like an animal, giving me his dick so deep, hard, and fast. It was the hardest he had ever fucked me, like he hated me rather than adored me. His eyes looked into the mirror so he could watch me groan through it, watch my tits shake because my body was rocking so fast.
I gripped the comforter and moaned, overwhelmed by everything. I didn’t know what else to do other than take it, take that fat dick as it rammed inside me.
One hand gripped my shoulder and forced me up slightly. “Look.” He deepened the curve in my back, made my ass rise a little higher.
I stared at him in the mirror, watched his face tighten as he worked hard to fuck me so aggressively. I moaned the entire time, my body and mind working to process what he did to me. Never in my life had I’d been fucked like this, forced to submit like this, been fucked like a whore.