Total pages in book: 113
Estimated words: 111329 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 557(@200wpm)___ 445(@250wpm)___ 371(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111329 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 557(@200wpm)___ 445(@250wpm)___ 371(@300wpm)
As soon as I lock her door, the flashlight clicks again, and suddenly it’s pitch black.
My frown is instant – she’s closed her curtains.
Her deep inhales and exhales give her away, she’s doing all she can to control her fear of the dark.
I kick off my shoes, drop my jeans and shirt, and climb in beside her.
I reach for her flashlight, and she allows it, but says, “Don’t turn it on.”
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t feel like staring at your face while you lie to mine.”
Ah, fuck.
I slide my arm under her pillow, tugging her closer to me.
“How about I say nothing then, so I don’t have to lie?”
She scoffs. “Man, not even a hint of uncertainty, like you know for sure keeping me in the dark like this is what’s best.”
“It is.”
“For who, Big Man?”
I pause at that and a dejected laugh leaves her.
Her head shakes against the pillow. “Have we not already proven holding out on each other is the worst of options?”
Neither of us speaks for a few minutes, both lost in thought when she starts again.
“You know what I’m realizing about fear?” she asks but doesn’t wait for a response. “It holds us back, takes away our power. You, Big Man, you never had a reason to lie to me, and now you do.”
I frown into the dark room. “And what’s my reason?”
“You’re afraid,” she says simply and my muscles tense against her. She pulls the flashlight from my hands, tossing it to the floor. “And if there’s something big enough to scare you... then it must revolve around me.”
She looks up, and now that my eyes have adjusted to the darkness, I can make out the shape of her face, spot the worry I sensed in my gut the second I walked in here.
“I told you,” she whispers, her fingers coming up to graze across my lips. “I warned you. Love? It makes you weak.”
I shake my head, roll over and climb on top of her.
Her legs fall open for me and I settle between them. I bring my lips to hers, running my palm down her thighs, and her knee lifts to rest against my ribcage.
“You’ve got it all wrong, baby. Loving you doesn’t make me weak. It makes me unstoppable.” I drop my hips against her, and her hands come around, her fingertips spanning across my shoulder blades as she guides me closer. “Nothing and no one will ever have the power or strength to step between me and you.” I run my nose along her jaw. “No one.”
“The fact that those are the words you chose tells me someone will try.” She grips my chin bringing my eyes back to hers. “Tell me what to do.”
“Give me all you’ve got, always,” I whisper, grinding against her and her head pushes into the pillow. “Think of me first. Come to me first. Come for me only. Can you do that?”
Her forehead tightens with concern, but she whispers, “Yes.”
I free myself from my boxers and push her thong aside, positioning the head of my dick right against her heated pussy. I push the tip in and her legs pull up, wrapping around me.
Her fingernails dig into my back as I fill her, and make slow, short pumps.
“Maddoc?”
“Hm?” I drop my head beside hers, my lips on her shoulder.
“What if it’s not enough?”
“What you give will never be enough, Raven. I’ll always want more.” I groan as she starts rolling her hips into me, begging me to do what she knows only I can. “Love me, baby, and we’ll be unstoppable together.”
A moan leaves her, and she pushes on my chest.
I let her roll me over and climb on top, but she doesn’t want it like this, she wants to feel all of me.
“Sit up,” she demands, keeping me inside her, but moving her legs behind me.
I do as my baby tells me and she slides even farther down my shaft, making my thighs clench. My hands fly to her ass, pushing her into me, squeezing, spreading.
Her head falls back and my mouth drops to her throat, moving when she whips her shirt off and tosses it somewhere behind her.
With her hands on my shoulders, she starts riding, the curve of her back pulling her ass in and out, in perfect forward motions.
I lean forward, sliding my teeth across her nipples and she whimpers, her pussy twitching against me, and I groan, my self-control snapping.
I keep her on me, but scoot so my feet are on the ground, sitting straight up on the bed.
She gives a husky laugh, lifting her head, as one hand slides up to cup the back of my neck.
“My man, never one to give up power for too long.”
I lift her little body, moving her how I want to, and her legs wrap behind me, her long black hair falling around her, chest to chest, mouth to mouth.