Total pages in book: 191
Estimated words: 188966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 945(@200wpm)___ 756(@250wpm)___ 630(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 188966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 945(@200wpm)___ 756(@250wpm)___ 630(@300wpm)
Tears ran down her face as her voice cracked. “I wanted you to be my first, Aslan. I wanted you to take that because it was always yours to take—”
“Fuck.” My temper gathered at my helplessness. At all the tragic and tormenting shame I’d carried for not being able to be with someone who wasn’t Neri.
But...standing there, with her tears glistening in the moonlight, I was glad.
Glad my body had betrayed me.
Glad my heart had bound me in every tangible way to this incredible girl, this matching piece of my soul.
“I don’t care that I wasn’t your first, Neri. But if I have my way...I’ll damn well be your last.”
She moaned. “Do you mean that? Truly, truly mean that?”
My lips pulled back as I fisted myself through my shorts with my free hand. I hissed at my reaction. At the way I jerked for more. I’d never been so fucking hard. So ready to come with a single stroke. “Just the mere thought of being with someone who isn’t you turns me as useless as a eunuch. Your father used that word the night he told you to stop fantasising about marrying me. I looked it up because I didn’t know what it meant. All my power. All my virility...it just vanishes. I can’t keep it up. I go soft—”
“You mean...you’ve never—”
“Never. I’m twenty-fucking-one years old and I’ve never been with a—”
Her lips shut me up.
She threw herself on me...
...and...
I snapped.
Shoving her against the car door, the metal twang of its protest rang around us as our mouths crashed and our tongues hunted. As quickly as our kiss back in the bar had gone straight to hell, this one went far past it.
This one drove us into the depths of brimstone and perversion.
I forgot who I was.
I forgot to be gentle and respectful and kind.
I grabbed fistfuls of her hair and held her tight, plunging my tongue into her mouth, swallowing her moans, drinking her gasps.
She fought me just as wildly.
Her teeth nipped at my lips, her leg came up and wrapped around my thigh.
It wasn’t enough.
Dropping my hands from her hair, I grabbed her waist and shoved her up the car. When she matched my height, I slammed her against the door again, panting as her legs locked around my hips, shoving her sundress up, and giving me access to her heat.
I saw stars.
I saw death.
I thrust my denim-clad cock against her, unable to stop.
Her hands shot up my t-shirt.
Her fingernails scraped along my spine.
Her head tipped back as she gasped for air, and I fell on her neck.
I licked and bit. I sucked and claimed.
And my hips never stopped thrusting.
Driven by five years of desperation.
Unhinged from years of denial.
“God, Aslan. Fuck...” She moaned as I ground my aching cock against her wet underwear.
A guttural groan escaped me as an explosive ripple cracked down my back and up my legs.
“Take me. Right here—” Her pleas drove me straight into depravity.
Her hand burrowed between us, crushed and bruised as we writhed and fought.
I hissed as she found my button and undid it. The sound of my zipper coming down screeched through the night.
And when her fingers found my length for the first time, my world shot white, my body took control, and I buckled.
“Fuccckkk!”
I came.
Spurt after spurt, I coated her wrist. Wave after wave of the best fucking release of my godforsaken life. It went on forever, draining me, reincarnating me. But unlike all the other self-given releases, this one didn’t leave me hollow. It filled me up. It made me glow, and when the last ripple quaked through me, I opened my eyes and froze.
Neri bit her bottom lip, her ice-blue eyes dancing. A snicker escaped before she gave up, exploding with quiet laughter. “Wow, I had no idea you were that hung up over me.”
My cheeks burned.
The back of my neck prickled.
Her laughter coated me in self-consciousness but also...tugged at my mouth with mirth.
The crazy level of my need for her. The way my body had chosen her and only her...it was ridiculous, really.
I was probably the only guy alive who couldn’t just fuck someone. A guy who’d blown the moment the love of his life merely touched him.
A half-chuckle, half-groan fell from me. “I’m sorry. I—”
“Don’t you dare say you’re sorry. You have no idea the power rush you’ve just given me.” She held up her cum-roped hand. “Knowing you wanted me this badly?” She smiled with overwhelming love in her eyes. “It gives me permission to stop hiding. To stop pretending. It gives me everything I didn’t know I needed, and I can finally admit to your face that I love you, Aslan. I love every single thing about you. I’ve said that before. I’ve hidden behind the ruse that I love you like a friend, like a family member. But the truth is, I’m in love with you. God, I’m so madly in love with you that I can’t believe this is happening. I’m head over heels, and I think...I always have been. And the fact that you seem to love me—”