Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 100257 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 501(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100257 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 501(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Stroking her body, he reached between her thighs and touched her clit. He moved up, and as he fingered her clit, he sank his other hand into her hair, tilting her head back and slamming his lips down on hers.
From her clit, he moved toward her entrance and pressed a finger inside her. She gasped, and as he plundered her pussy, he took her mouth at the same time, plunging his tongue inside.
It wasn’t enough. Nothing was ever enough with this woman. He’d been wanting her for so long, and now he finally had her, he didn’t want to give her up, but he would have to. For her sake.
Releasing her pussy, he moved her across the bedroom toward his desk. He let her go long enough to swipe his arms across the desk, letting the files, the stationery, his name on a plaque, and the computer all fall to the floor, and then he bent her over it.
Her body shook just a little, but he didn’t care.
Grabbing her ass, he spread her cheeks, and she gasped as he ran his fingers from her pussy up to her asshole.
There wasn’t going to be any time to enjoy her ass, but he needed her pussy.
After opening his jeans, he eased down his boxer briefs and placed the tip at her tight pussy. In one long thrust, he was balls deep inside her. He held her ass cheeks open so he could see the way she took him. The opening of her cunt was so fucking sexy, and he wanted to look his whole fill so he didn’t miss a thing.
She moaned his name. That was what he wanted. Over and over and over again.
Grabbing her hips, he began to rock into her. He started with slow thrusts, but they didn’t last. He needed to imprint his brand on her skin, so she never for a single second forgot who she belonged to.
He fucked her harder than he ever had before.
Bull let go of her hips and wrapped her hair around his fist, drawing her back so she was pressed against him. Running his hand up her body, he cupped her tit.
All his.
Maddie belonged to him.
And for now, he was going to have to let her go, for her own safety.
****
Two days later
Something wasn’t right.
Maddie hadn’t seen Bull since the Halloween party. He had fucked her long into the night and then, out of nowhere, vanished, as if not to be seen.
She nibbled on her lip as she looked inside the garage. The gates were locked.
Pulling out the cell phone Bull had given to her, she found his number and called.
No answer.
She called Pat.
No answer.
The club had disappeared.
The garage was closed, and she didn’t know why, nor why she had been told.
She rubbed at her temple.
Bull hadn’t spoken to her, and she’d gotten used to him checking in with her. Other than her time in a coma, this was the first time he hadn’t been with her.
She attempted to push on the gate, but it didn’t give way.
Putting her hands through her coat, she stepped back and headed toward town. She would have to wait for him to call her. The weather had taken a horrible turn. It had been cold on Halloween, but now it was freezing. With each exhale, she saw her breath being carried on the wind. The wind whipped her hair back and forth.
As she neared the diner, she looked up and froze. In front of the diner was a row of bikes. She recognized Bull’s bike first.
Why were they at the diner rather than at the garage?
Seeing Bull’s bike made her smile though. She walked a little faster. She had missed him these past few days, and as she stepped into the diner, she glanced across the breakfast rush. What she saw made her freeze into place.
Bull had a woman sitting on his lap.
Maddie stopped. She had never seen him with another woman before.
Glancing down at her feet, she looked back up, and sure enough, he was still there. But this time, someone must have pointed her out.
“Excuse me, babe, I’ll be right back,” Bull said.
She kept her hands thrust into her coat as Bull came toward her, but he also picked up a box, which he held out to her.
“Here, this is all your shit,” he said.
“What’s going on?” she asked, knowing something bad was about to happen.
“Look, we had our fun, and it was fine while it lasted, but come on, you’re you and I’m me.”
Maddie took the box from him, not needing to know any more. “You’re breaking up with me?”
“Yeah, well, come on. I guess I got over my need for a fat ass. You were a fad, Maddie. Nothing else.”
She looked up at him, and at the sound of some laughter, she glanced over at his crew. They found this amusing.