Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 53764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 269(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 269(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
He pushed an inch inside of her, to the place where she could feel herself being gloriously, threateningly stretched and then he stopped and held her at that precipice as he ground his teeth together and watched her steadily. "You're keeping the jewelry. I don't want to hear one goddamned word about it, you understand me?"
She was silent, beyond being able to speak, as she waited for the excruciating pleasure she knew was coming.
He adjusted his stance, wrapped his brawny arm around her pelvis and lifted her from her feet just enough. He plunged inside with one quick, hard thrust that impaled her and left her gasping between pain and intense pleasure.
He gave her two seconds to adjust, and with a flare of uncontrolled heat in his dark eyes, began pumping at her steadily. His hips rocked against hers, rolling and punching at her, and her breathing accelerated to match his. Her body surged with a dance of excitement and she knew the possessive clasp he had on her--seeing it in the mirror--was going to propel her over the edge within moments.
She was under his control, powerless to resist his appeal and his sexual domination. Her heart hammered in her ears, his eyes and his body riveted her to the spot, but she didn't want to get away. She never wanted to get away.
He began thrusting into her even harder, and Natalie knew he was losing control. His fingers slid down to her clit, and he massaged it in time with his thrusts. His teeth fastened on her earlobe and his words were a hiss, "This is the way I like it best. Your clothes half-off and your pussy dripping for me." He pumped steadily at her. "Just for me, Natalie. Remember that, always. I fuck you. When and how I want. But nobody else touches you, ever."
His heated words washed over her, enticing her with their demand. He was always like this, going from the suave, debonair businessman when they were in company, to a dominating caveman with a filthy mouth that continued to shock her, right until the moment his words began to excite her. And now, lifted off her feet with his big body surrounding her, her lashes closed over her eyes as she felt her womb begin to tighten in the advance of orgasm. He stiffened behind her, shoved inside with a depth and power that continued to stun her, and held himself there while his own orgasm took over.
His finger and thumb pinched her clit hard, and Natalie screamed as pleasure and a sharp, hot coil of satisfaction lashed her. She rode the wave hard, and collapsed against him and the last thing she knew was his head falling to her neck and the delicious sensation of his arms as they wrapped around her as if he'd never let go.
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Natalie walked out of the shower an hour later with a towel wrapped around her body and another one in her hands drying her wet hair. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Marco leaning negligently against the bedroom wall, obviously waiting on her. He watched her steadily and his hand lifted, and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Is something wrong?"
"No." He stood to his feet and walked within range of touching distance. "I forgot to give this to you earlier." He held out a small ring size box in his hand and Natalie felt her throat close up and butterflies take hold in her stomach. But then he walked right past her and tossed the box on the chest of drawers and turned back to face her in a move that seemed casual in the extreme--almost too casual. "The jewelry was a set. That came with it." He glanced at her once more as she stood completely still and tried to get her brain and voice to work.
Before she could accomplish either, he walked from the bedroom as silently as he'd entered, and closed the door behind him.
Natalie stared at the closed door and the towel in her hand dropped to the floor as she clutched the one around her body so that it wouldn't do the same. She breathed deeply, in and out for a few seconds before her gaze landed on the small box as if it might be lethal.
Slowly, she walked over to it and lifted it down from its perch on the bureau. She closed her eyes and licked her lips and then snapped it open.
Her heart stopped beating, her breath caught in her throat, and she stumbled backwards until her butt landed on the bed behind her.
Inside the box was a ring that could be, but probably wasn't, a part of the set he'd given her. No question it was a beautiful ring. And big. The center stone was, again, a chocolate diamond. It was huge and round, possibly three carats and surrounded by white diamonds that made a halo around it.