Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 49774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 249(@200wpm)___ 199(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49774 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 249(@200wpm)___ 199(@250wpm)___ 166(@300wpm)
She stared up at him, tears flooding her eyes.
Pain was between her thighs as he held himself still.
He’d warned her, and she knew.
“I am sorry.”
He pressed a kiss to her lips.
She didn’t push him away. Reaching out, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in close, kissing him hard.
Vincenzo didn’t give her long to recover from that first initial thrust. He pulled out of her and started to rock back and forth. She felt every single inch of him as he took her, going in deeper, harder.
When he started to fuck her and the bed slammed against the wall with each repeated thrust, she realized he had been going easier on her, trying to let her get accustomed to the length of his cock along with the width.
He tilted her hips, and each thrust she felt inside her like a red-hot brand. The pain lessened to be replaced by that burning heat she had just moments ago.
“You feel so fucking tight. I knew you’d be perfect. My pretty little virgin.”
“I’m not anymore.”
“You’re all mine, Arika, and don’t you forget it.” He pulled back, lifting her so that her ass was on his thighs. The angle showed his cock filling her, fucking her. The red on his cock was that of her virgin blood, surprising her. He was also slick with her own arousal as well.
She was turned on by his brand of ownership as he held her down and took what he wanted.
“Watch me as I take you. Make you mine.”
Arika stared down between her thighs, seeing his cock pushing in and out of her. He was so big. She was surprised he fit at all, but that was the beauty of them both. He’d fit regardless.
With her gaze on his cock, his hand moved between the lips of pussy and started to tease her. His fingers glided between them, touching near her entrance where he was sliding in and out, then up over her clit.
The pleasure was instant and intense.
She closed her eyes, unable to handle too much.
“Watch me, Arika. Watch this.” He pinched her clit, and she cried out from the pleasurable pain he administered. Spreading her legs wider, she tried to get closer to him. One of his hands held her hip to the point that she knew without a doubt there’d be bruises on her skin. Not that it was a problem, far from it.
He continued to thrust in and out of her, taking her to new heights as he stroked her clit, making her take both and to watch what he did.
Nothing made any sense to her.
She couldn’t think.
Just feel the heat of pleasure as it built within her, driving her higher and higher toward that peak of no return.
She couldn’t stop it.
Holding onto the blanket beneath her she tried to keep her sanity, but it was no use. There was nothing else she could do, and as he stroked over her clit one final time, she came hard, screaming his name.
Vincenzo didn’t slow down. He didn’t back up. He kept on teasing her, prolonging her climax until it was at the point of pain. Only when she could stand it no more did he release her.
Now he took her hands, slamming her to the bed, holding them above her head, locking them within his own grip and keeping her captive.
She didn’t think it was possible for him to be holding anything back, but as he looked into her eyes and then started to really fuck her, she knew he’d been taking it easy on her.
With her second climax she’d gotten wetter, and now he slid in deep and she cried out his name, needing him, begging for him, desperate as he took her body, fucking her hard, pounding inside her. His cock hit the hilt within her each and every single time, making her forget that only moments ago she was a virgin.
She belonged to him now.
His cock slid deep inside her, making her ache, moan, and be desperate for more.
Over and over, he slammed in hard, driving her need for him higher.
She had never known what all the fuss was about.
Being held under him, she finally understood it and knew she’d made a big fucking mistake.
Tonight was only supposed to be a one-time deal. She didn’t know if she’d ever be able to have this as one time. This felt so good.
As he drove inside her that last time, she felt his cock pulse, filling her pussy with wave upon wave of heat. He groaned, pressing his lips against the side of her neck, sucking on her pulse.
Tomorrow, no matter what, she’d have marks.
Proof of what they’d done.
She didn’t care.
Closing her eyes, she basked in his surrounding heat, never wanting him to stop, needing him more than anything. She clearly wasn’t normal. There’s no way she could be this obsessed with a man who killed people, but she was.