Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 75916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
“No,” he said, then thrust against me and nibbled at my neck again.
“Who’s the bossy one now?” I asked, and I might have been melting against him a bit. Damn it. Why was Dane turning me on so damn much?
“Never said I wasn’t.” His hand slid down my body between us, and he cupped my cock. Damned if another whimper didn’t slip past my lips. This would not do, would not do at all. I needed to get and keep the upper hand with him.
“I thought you wanted to shut me up? The only way you’re going to do that is with your dick in my mouth.”
Dane growled again, and his hold on me loosened. It was enough that I pushed him away and could drop to my knees. My fingers worked in a frenzy to unbutton and unzip his loose-fitting jeans. His hand tangled in my hair as I shoved his pants down. “I knew you’d see it my way.”
“You’re such a brat.”
“A brat you want.” I was surprised when he pushed my face toward his bulge. He was slightly musky, and I fucking loved it, groaning as I mouthed his cock and balls through the material. There was nothing that did it more for me than this—being on my knees, driving a man crazy, inhaling his scent.
I hooked my fingers in the band of his underwear and pulled them down. Dane’s cock sprang free, and fuck, I wanted it. My mouth watered for it. “Christ, you have a nice dick.” I spat in my hand and stroked him. He was thick, the head swollen and veiny. His pubes were dark, not too long, but not super trimmed like I kept myself. I leaned in, rooted my nose around in them, and Dane’s hold on my hair tightened.
“Are you going to suck me or not, brat?”
“I’m not sure I want to now.” Because obviously, I had to be contrary. Where was the fun if I wasn’t?
Dane pulled my head back and grabbed his cock. He rubbed it across my lips, and damned if my mouth didn’t open even when I was telling myself to drive him crazy and make him wait. He slid inside, stretching my lips and tasting like salt.
“So this does shut you up,” he said, and yes, it did.
I sucked him like my life depended on it, like his pleasure was my fuel, because not only was it fun, but I wanted this to be the best sexual experience he’d ever had. I wanted Dane to look back on it and remember that the bratty boy he hated drove him out of his fucking mind with pleasure.
I sucked his balls and stroked his cock, looking up at him as I did so. Fire blazed in his eyes, his mouth slack, his lips in an O because I was making him feel so damn good, he couldn’t be tense.
“Fuck,” Dane said, his voice all husky and sexy.
I was stuck between wanting him to finish in my mouth or fuck me, but then Dane groaned and made the decision for me. He pulled out and tugged me to my feet. His fingers were steady, his gaze concentrated as he took care of my pants and trunks. “Condom and lube?”
“Back left pocket,” I replied, and he tugged out the condom and small packet of lube.
I tried to take the condom out of his hand, but Dane wouldn’t let me. “I wanna put it on.”
“No.”
“You really are a bossy motherfucker, aren’t you?” Damned if a half-grin didn’t tug at his lips. It was a good look for him.
“I can be.”
Dane ripped it open, suited up, then opened the lube.
“You don’t have to stretch me much. I like it to sting a bit,” I said, and a low moan vibrated through his chest and past his lips.
He pushed me toward a stack of boxes and bent me over them. We both only had our jeans to our knees, but it didn’t matter. Even though I’d told him he didn’t have to, I felt Dane’s lube-slick fingers as they began to push at my hole. My eyes rolled back because fuck yes, this was my favorite moment, the first point of penetration, though I wished it were his cock instead of his fingers.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he gritted out as he finger-fucked me.
“You ain’t seen nothing yet.” I tightened my hole around him, and then his fingers were gone and he was slowly pushing into me, fingers digging into my hips as he held me in place. “Fuck me,” I begged, and Dane leaned over my back and licked my neck. My whole body trembled because fucking A, that was hot.
“No,” he said, holding still, buried inside me.
“Then I will.” I managed to maneuver more space between myself and the box, leaned forward, and pushed my ass back on his cock again. That was all it took for Dane to take control. He fucked into me with this raw passion I never would have thought he possessed. I didn’t know if it was his frustration with me or his life as a whole, but he let it out on me in the most delicious way.