Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103753 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 519(@200wpm)___ 415(@250wpm)___ 346(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103753 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 519(@200wpm)___ 415(@250wpm)___ 346(@300wpm)
He is stunning.
And although he’s no longer watching me, keeping an eye on me to make sure I’m following instructions…I can’t take my eyes off him.
The sounds of leather squeaking softly by my ear alerts me to the fact that he has tightened his grip on the belt once again. Unable to stop myself, I stop my passive posture and give as good as he gets. And I know he’s close. I know this because as I begin to bob my mouth on him, he hisses, “Fuck, Angel. Yeah, baby, suck it good.”
Closing my eyes, I work him in a steady motion. I feel his fingertips slip into the collar that is his belt, and I know what’s coming. And because I know, I’m prepared for it.
Pulling me by my choker, he pants, “I’m ready. Take it.”
Sucking in air through my nose, I’m pulled forward further into his unbelievably hard cock. Relaxing, my throat opens. His hips jerk with the first contraction of his orgasm, and suddenly, I’m deep throating.
What’s strange? I don’t feel the discomfort I felt before.
Twitch groans long and low. I feel him jerk fitfully, and the warmth of his release slides down my receptive throat.
And it makes me so wet, makes me so horny, that I know a single touch would set me off.
Stilling, he begins to pull out. My throats reflexes kick in and I gag a little as his piercing knocks the top of my mouth. He finally frees himself. I feel wet warmth slide out of the side of my mouth. His nostrils flare and his eyes flash. Using his thumb, he wipes off the excess stickiness and offers it to me.
Mouth puffy from friction, I slowly extend my tongue and curl it around his thumb. I watch in delight as his almost-flaccid dick jumps. I feel powerful right now. Closing my lips around his thumb, I suck gently and release it with a pop.
Twitch teeters where he stands, and I bite my lip to stop my victorious smirk.
Twitch is not a person to whom you say I told you so, so I make sure I do not do that.
As gently as I can, I place him back into his pants and do him up. However, I leave his belt around my neck. I can’t be sure I’m doing the right thing here. The last thing I want to give him is an excuse to punish me.
I like when he’s happy with me. Although, having him be upset with me brings me quite the thrill.
Who knew?
Eyes closed, he visibly shudders before his eyelashes flutter and he looks down at me, his stare full of reverence. His lip curls up, “Damn. You sucked the sense out of me.” His hand comes down onto my head and strokes my hair. He mutters, “You did good, Angel.”
A small smile graces my lips. The way he just called me angel is as if he actually believes me to be one. Leaning into his touch, the moment is over too soon and his fingers gently undo the belt from around my neck.
A thought crosses me.
I don’t want the belt to go.
My mind ponders this.
Whoa. You are a freak.
Helping me to stand, he possessively wraps an arm around my shoulders and pulls me into him. Leaning into his chest, I breathe him in and take in his warmth. He guides us out of his room and down the hall. Down the opposite end from where we originally came.
That’s when we both hear it.
A lady shrieks, “Help! No! No! Stop!” Sobs. “Please don’t. I don’t want you to! Please!”
My blood runs cold.
My body tenses and my eyes round. I look up at Twitch who watches me carefully, regret in his eyes. What shocks me is his lack of attempt to investigate or help. When the woman screeches at the top of her lungs, Twitch sighs, as if this woman isn’t being attacked, but more of a pain in his ass.
Blood roars in my ears. I lose it.
Face bunched in disgust, I snatch my arm away from him, and gritting my teeth, I push at his shoulders before taking off down the hall, looking for the source of the cries for help.
“Lexi! Do not go in there! Wait, dammit!”
But I don’t. I run. Frantically looking for the woman who obviously needs help.
Her moans, groans, and sobs appear closer and closer until finally, I stand just outside the door, afraid to peer in. Afraid of what I’ll find.
My heart beats out of my chest.
Eyes wide, my shaking hand reaches for the doorknob. Turning it slowly, the latch clicks over and the door opens an inch, when I’m pulled back into a hard body. A hand tightens over my mouth and I struggle. Breathing heavily through my nose, I fight only a moment before Twitch says directly into my ear, “Stop. Watch. It’s okay, Lex.”