Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 86240 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86240 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
“If you think we will be fooled by any acting, we will require proof,” Ruin said.
In the next second, Tayla’s hand cupped my cock, and it jerked in response. I wanted to think of myself as a better man, but she was a beautiful woman in need of rescue. If I didn’t fuck her because of my moral compass, I would die, and they would rape her. I lifted my head to look into her wide eyes.
“Fuck me,” she mouthed, working to undo my pants and take down the zipper. At the same time, I mouthed, “Trust me,” praying like hell Ruin couldn’t read lips.
I closed my eyes when her soft hand wrapped around my shaft. I was fully hard in an instant. She tugged me forward, bringing our lips a whisper apart. If not for her determination, I might have remembered we were being watched. She rubbed the head of my cock between her thighs and against her opening. All I saw was her as a curse nearly bubbled out my throat with our eyes locked.
With one arm, she leveled up enough so that our noses touched. Then she pressed her lips against mine and sighed. I gave in to desire, seeing no other options. I kissed her and it was as if we were transported to another place. The other people in the room were forgotten as her body flattened against the mattress and her hand landed on my ass.
She opened herself to me when she curled her legs around my waist. Her intentions were made clear a second later when she used the leverage she had to propel me forward with one quick thrust. I punched inside her tight heat and could have died from the pleasure of it.
Though I held myself in place, I felt her muscles tense underneath me. “Move,” she whispered so softly I wasn’t sure I heard her. She wiggled and nature took over. I slowly began a backtrack, and she would rock forward. Our gazes held each other as if magnetized. She bit my lip and gripped my ass, and I was a goner. I moved like a man in search of one goal, our total all-encompassing climax.
My fingers strummed her clit as we were caught up in our own silent melody. It would be later I would consider my actions and the ramifications of them. I was too busy loving the feel of her pussy fisted around me to think beyond that.
When her cunt spasmed around me, I was there at the precipice of my own release.
“Freeze,” yelled someone, breaking the spell.
5
TAYLA
The girly yelp that left my throat would have embarrassed me in any other circumstance. A man shouted orders for us to stop, but it was far too late for that.
The god of a man’s cock jerked inside me despite the fact that his thrusting had stopped.
Despite the man’s orders for us to freeze while others were shouting “police,” informing us of who they were, the man who’d taken my virginity sat up and quickly got out of his suit jacket before they tackled him. He’d managed to give it to me before they had him pinned on the side of the bed with his hands cuffed behind his back.
“He didn’t do anything,” I shouted back as I used his jacket to cover my outfit. It sounded crazy for me to say in my own ears, but my instincts said I should trust him.
An angry cop snarled in my face, “Was it consensual? Are you a prostitute?”
Never in a million years did I think any kind of rescue would pin me as a criminal. Before I could wipe the incredulous look off my face and comprehend how this must all look to cops, my savior spoke.
“No. She didn’t have a choice. She was bought and paid for.”
My expression morphed. I couldn’t understand my savior. He wasn’t police or FBI, as the cops shoved me around in a way that screamed brutality.
“Is that true?” the cop asked me, his tone less hostile with a dash of misgiving.
“Well, yes. But—” The cop’s brow arched, and I was at a loss for words as I watched my nameless lover be hauled out of the room.
“What’s your name?” I called after him.
He had one foot out of the door when our eyes connected again. He seemed to hesitate a second. “Shawn,” he said before he disappeared out into the hallway.
The cop turned when a female cop tapped him on the back. I heard some of what they said as they spoke in hushed tones over the word “clear” being shouted from other rooms in the compound.
“I don’t know. She claims not to be a prostitute but seems to have some sort of Stockholm syndrome with the asshole we just took out of here.”
“Let me speak to her,” the female cop said.