Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 104305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 522(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
It actually started to worry me.
Was he regretting this already?
“Are you with me?” I asked.
I was relieved when he answered with a, “Yes.” I was also a little annoyed that he sounded slightly surprised about it. However, he caught me off guard when he asked, “Are you good?”
Surprise, surprise. He was checking in on me. I hadn’t expected that from him and was pleased he cared enough to ask. “I’m good.”
“I’m not gentle.”
“You could’ve fooled me.”
“I won’t be gentle,” came the warning even though he didn’t explain further. But then, he didn’t need to, I heard what went unsaid.
There was a time and place for rough sex. The same as there was for gentle lovemaking. This would not be the second scenario. However, he didn’t have to warn me because I was fine with the first.
Only he didn’t know that.
He remained still until I assured him, “I won’t break.”
CHAPTER 16
Rett
While I told him I wouldn’t break, a few seconds later I began to think I was wrong. I could very well be breakable since the man reminded me of a grizzly in mating season.
He was ramming his cock inside of me as hard and as fast as he could. For a second, I was thankful to be generously lubed up.
Because… Whoa. Whatever emotional turmoil he was going through, he was using it to fuel his actions. Or at least, that was my assumption. It could be he always fucked like this.
Once his big paws clamped tightly around my wrists and pinned them down to the bed, he brushed his beard along mine, the resulting sound reminding me of running a fingernail across a strip of Velcro. He continued brushing those coarse wiry hairs down my throat, scraping my skin, making me even harder as he went.
He shifted back up, nabbed my bottom lip within his teeth and bit down so hard, I thought he made me bleed. When he released my lip, I ran my tongue over it to check to make sure he hadn’t broken the skin.
He hadn’t.
Biting along my throat, he followed the same path he had dragged his beard.
He sank his teeth into my shoulder, deep enough to send a rush of endorphins through me. My moan changed into a groan when he clamped down on my flesh at the same time I lifted my hips to meet him thrust for thrust.
Yes, a wild animal inside him had been unleashed. He hadn’t had sex for at least two years. For me, it had been over a year.
Both of us were more than ready for this. For a connection that only occurred while having sex with a partner. While going solo could get the job done, that was all it did. Any personal connection was missing.
He continued to slam his cock into me, his balls slapping my ass with each forceful pump.
When he began to nip a trail along my chest, to give him better access, I moved my legs out of the way by wrapping them around his hips. Taking one nipple into his greedy mouth, he sucked hard and scraped his teeth along the tip, causing me to groan and arch my back in encouragement. He went back and forth from nipple to nipple, alternating using his mouth and his teeth.
Oh yes, kissing me wasn’t the only way to stop me from talking as he was quickly finding out.
However, because he had my hands pinned to the mattress, I couldn’t play grab ass or fist his hair, which I was dying to do. By jerking my arms, I indicated he should let me go, but he ignored that and continued to drive me out of my damn mind. Fucking me. Sucking me. Biting. Scraping his beard and teeth along my now sensitive, heated flesh.
Then... it just stopped.
My wrists bore a majority of his weight as he pushed himself up until his face hovered over mine. A lock of his shaggy hair fell haphazardly over his forehead and I wanted to push it out of his dark, brooding eyes so I could see them more clearly.
To try to get a read on where he was at in his head.
Even though one eye was partially covered, I could see he was not looking through me but actually at me.
Relief swept through me when I realized I wasn’t being used as a substitute for the lost love of his life. It was clear in his face he remained aware of who he was with.
At least at this moment. I only hoped it stayed that way the closer we raced toward our final destination.
“Chase…”
He gave me a single shake of his head, released my arms and drove his fingers into my hair, using his tight grip to tilt my head back with force and stretch my throat until it was completely exposed. I expected him to clamp his hand around it and squeeze. I found myself slightly disappointed when he didn’t. Even though I’d never been into that type of stuff, I wasn’t opposed to trying new things.