Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
She wants me.
I drop to my knees, and she plants both hands on the wall for support.
“It’s too late… I hate you,” she whispers.
Reaching over, I move the tiny strip of fabric off her pussy. It looks freshly waxed. “Fuck.” I lean forward and inhale.
Panting, she says, “I need to go.” Yet she whimpers when my tongue caresses her folds.
“Open your legs, baby,” I murmur, helping her move one leg.
“That’s it, that’s my good girl. Now let’s see if Daddy can make everything better.”
Reaching up, I hold her still. Her head falls back against the wall.
“You can’t. I hate you,” she says, her voice husky.
My mouth latches onto her clit, sucking on it. She’s so slick and her cunt is so hot, almost burning, that I switch from sucking to fucking her with my tongue.
“Fuck, you taste good.” I can’t get enough of her taste, her smell. I grab her hips, holding her still. “Talk to me, Raven. Tell me how much you fucking hate me.”
When her head rolls to the side and she looks down at me, time stops—so does the world, the room, and everything but us. Her chest is heaving, and I smile, leaning forward to lick her wet, swollen clit back and forth.
“Just make me come,” she moans. Her hands, which were digging into the wall, grab my hair. She jerks my head closer, her breathing harsh.
“Say it,” I demand, my mouth hovering over her wet cunt. I’m fighting the urge to pull my aching cock out and fucking impale her with it—but this is for her.
“I hate you,” she screams, arching her head back.
“That’s my girl. Now, come.” And she does. Grabbing my hair with one hand, she digs her nails into my neck with the other and screams my name, her pussy convulsing in my mouth.
I lick my lips and inhale her scent, gently moving the bottom of her bikini back into place as I give her pussy another kiss and stand.
“Open your eyes,” I grunt, grasping her chin.
She shakes her head no, but slowly opens her eyes to look at me. She can lie with her mouth, her tongue forming any words she wants, but her eyes tell me everything.
I own her and always will. She’s fucking mine.
“I want you to listen carefully,” I say.
She blinks and takes a deep, shaky breath.
“I’m not going away. I’m staying here for as long as this takes.”
“You’re wasting your time.” She goes to pull away, but I continue gripping her chin, forcing her head back.
“I’m a fucking asshole, and I have done some questionable things, but this… you. The way it is with us, that’s something we can never break free from. Believe me, my love, I’ve tried.”
“Jett, I get that you think because you are you, everyone will just cave. But you hurt me, and I loved you. So what did you think was going to happen?” She jerks her chin away. “Did you think because you can make me come, I’ll forgive you?” Her eyes fill with tears, but she holds her head high and shoulders back.
“I deserve more, and you may be right. I might never be able to shake you, but I also won’t live in fear that you’ll tire of me, or cheat on me, or fucking share me.” She pushes against my chest.
I grab her and hold both her wrists. “I love you, I’m not going to share you. What the fuck, Raven?” My head pounds.
“Why are you doing this?” she yells. “Just why?”
I place her hand on my racing heart. “This is why. You feel it? Do you think I wanted this to happen? Never in a million years, but it did, and now I’m not leaving without you. If it takes forever, then forever it is. Because you are mine and I am yours.” I want to shake her, make that haunted look go away.
Her warm hand stays on my chest. The room is thick with our energy and pain, but more than that, I feel us, smell us…
“I need to go. I can’t do—”
Suddenly a ringing sound comes from her bag. I almost take it and smash it, but something tells me that won’t help me, so I clear my throat and back away.
“Go.” I force myself to walk over to the window. This is the first time in my life that I haven’t been able to talk my way out of whatever needed to be fixed. I turn, watching her grab her purse from the bed and walk to door.
“Raven? I meant what I said. I’m not leaving.” My eyes lock with hers.
She cocks her head. “It’s too late, Mr. Powers. I’ll never be able to forget that you fucked my mother and that other woman.”
I stare at her eyes, wondering if I should tell her the truth. Nah, she thinks the worst, not that I can blame her.