Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 16791 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16791 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
After removing her clothes, she went to the shower and turned it on. The spray was freezing cold, but much to her surprise, after a few seconds, it was nice and warm. Stepping beneath the spray, she noticed bottles of shampoo.
The last few years she’d enjoyed cold showers, lake dips, and even random sink baths, where she used a sponge to wipe her body. A hot shower was a luxury she hadn’t experienced in a long time. This was like a trip to the spa her mother used to talk about all the time.
Head tilted back, she closed her eyes, loving the water washing down her body.
She massaged the shampoo into her scalp, feeling cleaner with every passing second.
A yelp escaped her as she heard someone join her in the shower. She quickly tried to cover her naked body.
Clayton was already naked, and fuck, he was covered in tattoos.
She’d never seen him without a shirt, but now, his arms were decorated, some tribal and other designs escaping up his chest. On his back were flames, but she didn’t get to see more of him there.
“Pete did the work,” Clayton said, forcing her to stop looking all over his body.
“I’m naked.”
“I know.” His gaze ran over her body and she watched, mesmerized as he licked his lips. “And I don’t have a problem with that.”
“I didn’t give you my answer.”
He rolled his eyes. “You can play hard to get all you want.” He took her hand, placing it on his chest. “You feel me. I’m real. I’m offering you a better chance of survival.”
“Don’t you have other women to use?”
“I want you.” He spun her around, pressing her up against the tiled wall.
She wasn’t afraid. The hard press of his cock against her ass made her very much aware of how much he liked being close to her.
“Do you have any idea how many times I thought about fucking you? How I wanted to bend you over my desk and show you what a real man can do? I’ve never thought about a student like that. Never wanted to have her tits bouncing in front of my face as she rode my cock, or better yet, have her on my face so I could lick her virgin cunt,” he said. “You, Maggie, you tortured me. And you think I’m going to let you get away? You haven’t got a chance.”
One of his hands was on her stomach, and she gasped as he slowly began to slide his hands down between her thighs.
“Now tell me, yes or no.”
****
He’d never raped a woman.
Since his first kill, he’d never been with a woman. The ones in his crew were damaged, and even though they offered themselves up to him, he wasn’t interested. If he’d needed to fuck over the past three years, he’d used his fist and his imagination.
All of his thoughts had returned to this one woman. Even when he thought she was dead.
He hadn’t seen her. After the attack in his classroom, he’d gone looking for her. With how fast everything moved, he’d gone to her house to discover her gone, the house ransacked. All he had were pictures. What she didn’t know was in his jeans and his belongings, he’d taken some of the pictures from her house to remember her by.
Now he had her.
He finally fucking had her. Offered to him by Snots, of all people. It was fucking ridiculous, but yet, here she was, offered to him, and he wanted her. Fuck, did he want her, more than anything. Even though there wasn’t a lot of food around, and he saw she’d lost weight, her curves were still there. Some women were just built with curves, and Maggie was one of them.
With his hand on her stomach, all it would take was a few inches and he’d be touching her pretty cunt. His hand stayed firmly in place. He didn’t move. Just waiting, watching. Observing. He wouldn’t go any further, not until he knew she wanted it.
“Please,” she said.
“Yes or no.”
His cock was so fucking hard. It was a miracle he could think straight.
“Yes,” she said.
“Louder.”
“Yes.”
“Tell me.”
“I’m yours, Clayton.”
He pressed his lips to her neck at the same time he buried his hand between her thighs, stroking over her already swollen clit. They both cried out and he continued to work her clit even though all he wanted to do was to put her on his cock and fuck her senseless.
He waited.
Using small circles, both fingers, he stroked her body, making her come alive with the pleasure he evoked.
She cried out. Her moans filled the air. He didn’t stop.
There would be a time he’d make her work for her orgasm, but after three years, after all this time and patience, he finally had the woman he wanted.
The moment she came, he tilted her hips to the angle he needed, grabbed his cock, and pressed toward her entrance. She let out a whimper and he plunged inside, feeling the tear of her virginity as he plundered to the hilt deep inside her.