Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26962 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
I have to hurry and grab the base of my cock as I begin to squirt cum between her legs. I can barely get the tip to her entrance in time before I jack my cock and push the rest of it inside her.
She was so wet and tasted so fucking good, I only lasted three pumps before I was losing my nut. The thought of breeding her was bearing down on me, and that’s what sent me over the edge.
I’ve never had this kind of urge before, and I don’t know if it’s a side effect of Formula X or if this is what Jade’s done to me. Either way, I know that I won’t be satisfied with only this much longer. I need to be deep in her body and filling her with cum. Soon.
“Holy shit,” she says as she tries to catch her breath.
I tuck my still hard and pulsing cock back in my pants and then pull her onto my lap on the couch. I hold her cradled in my arms as I kiss her cheeks and then her lips. It feels like a long time passes as I just hold her and play with her hair. I feel like I could do this forever, and maybe I can. That’s what it feels like when I’m with her: that nothing exists beyond this moment, and she’s my forever.
“Are you hungry?” I ask, and her stomach answers the question for me.
She laughs and then looks up at the ceiling. “Your house told me to eat.”
“I asked her to do that.” I shrug, not at all sorry.
“Are you always this bossy?”
“Not unless it’s with someone that works for me.” She tenses, and I cup her face. “And an employee is the last thing I see you as, little mouse. You’re so much more than that.” I pause then trace my finger over her bottom lip. “You’re everything.”
Chapter Eleven
JADE
I stare into his eyes, wanting to believe his words are true while another part of me screams that I’m being naïve about all of this. For all I know, Gray really has kidnapped me and has now made me into his willing sex toy.
Everything below my waist clenches at the thought. What is wrong with my body?! It’s got to be Gray and what he’s doing to me. Whenever he’s near, I lose all logical thought. For all I know, the story he fed me about my grandma and mom could be made up.
He leans down, and when he brushes his mouth against mine, I melt into it. My body rebels against all those thoughts because never in my life have I felt so in tune with someone. This has to be real.
“Let me feed you and tell you some of what’s going on.” He stands and helps me straighten my clothes.
“Some? I don’t need some, Gray. I need you to tell me what’s going on.” I pull my hand from his. “What is wrong with me?” I take a step back from him so I can try and put some space there. “I’m getting it on with you while my grandmother is in the hospital and my mom is missing.”
“They’re both fine,” he reassures me, and I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding.
“Do you promise?”
He steps closer, grabbing my chin to tilt my head back to lock eyes with him. “I swear it.”
“Okay.” My voice quivers as a few tears escape.
“Jade.” He kisses my cheeks. “Your grandmother is going to stay in the hospital as a safety precaution, but I have her well protected.”
“How badly was she hurt?”
“She was a bit shaken up more than anything and asking about you and your mother. She broke her finger.”
“They broke her finger! Were they torturing information out of her or something?” What have I done?
“No, she punched one of them.”
“Of course she did.” I drop my head and shake it in relief. “She’s tough.”
“That she is,” Gray says in agreement. “They were looking for you. They thought since you didn’t return to your apartment you’d be there.”
“What about my mom?”
“She’ll be along shortly. If we can get her here discreetly. She’s still being debriefed.” He takes my hand and starts to guide me toward the kitchen.
“Debriefed? What does that mean, and did they have her?” I pepper him with one question after another.
“Yes, they took your mother in hopes that it would draw you out from wherever you’re hiding. You sneaking into my car saved your life. No one has a clue where you are.”
He pulls out a chair for me to sit, and I plop down in it. If I’m going to grill him for more information I might as well eat while I do it. This time the food is already waiting for us, and he lifts the metal lids to reveal pancakes and bacon. My favorite. He clearly knows that somehow, and my stomach growls in appreciation.