Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 101399 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 507(@200wpm)___ 406(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101399 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 507(@200wpm)___ 406(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
“I-I was running from my kidnapper.” I held onto his shoulders.
“Right.” He kissed my throat, his teeth grazing my jugular. “That’s the only reason.”
A shudder shot through me and ended between my legs. I wasn’t falling anymore; I was at the bottom, his arms around me as we sank into the deepest pit of hell, welcoming the damnation together. I turned my head so he could have better access. He took the opening and placed a kiss against my skin that made my knees go weak.
“How about this?” He ran his hand along my thigh. “I give you what you need right here, right now in this dark alley. Then I let you run a little more, if that’s what you want. I’ll let you go. I don’t want to.” His fingers edged higher to the lace of my panties between my thighs. “I want to take you home and fuck you all night. Leave my marks all over you. Watch you suck my cock. Eat your pussy until you beg me to stop. I won’t, though.” His fingers skirted past the fabric and slid down my wet folds. “Fuck. Just tell me what you want. I’ll do it. You want me to walk away right now? I will. You’re in control. Tell me.”
My eyes rolled back as he sank a finger inside me. “Don’t stop.”
He growled, the sound more animal than man, and claimed my lips with a fierce kiss that seared me in places that had never seen the sun. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lifted me, my heels digging into his back. His hard cock pressed against me, right in the spot where I needed it. His tongue caressed mine, his lips bruising mine with the force of his passion.
I went up in flames as he drew his finger to his lips and licked my taste, then pressed the same finger into my mouth. One hand between us, he pressed my panties to the side and, after only a moment, his cock head stroked down my slick skin as I sucked his finger.
“Fuck, yes.” He pushed against my entrance, forcing his way in with the most delicious sting of pain and the deepest swell of desire.
Arching off the wall, I pushed my hips against him. His cock slid deep inside, and I bit down on his finger.
He grinned and withdrew it, then took my mouth, fucking me with his tongue to the same rhythm as his cock inside me. With both hands, he grabbed my ass and yanked me onto him with vicious strokes. The sound of flesh slapping ricocheted down the alley, bringing the sordid sound back to my ears. I moaned into his mouth, and he swallowed the sound, then matched it with a groan that sent a skitter of electricity rippling through me.
Every thrust hit me deep, pain and pleasure in a never-ending dance as he owned me, gave me something I couldn’t get anywhere else. He squeezed my breast through my shirt, then yanked it and my bra down and sucked my nipple into his mouth.
I squealed as he bit down and then soothed the sting with his tongue. My hands in his hair, the feel of his cock pounding deep inside me like my own heartbeat, and the pressure of his mouth on my taut nipple had my legs shaking.
When he reached between us and pressed his thumb to my clit through the fabric of my panties, I pressed my head back into the bricks and fought for each gulp of air. He seized the opportunity to bite my throat as he stroked and pistoned into me.
“I know what you need.” His hoarse voice told me he was on the edge of control.
I wanted him to lose it right along with me. Grabbing onto his hair, I yanked his head back and bit his throat right above the collar of his dress shirt.
“Oh fuck, Camille.” His grunt punctuated his pace as I licked the bite, then gave him another.
His thrusts grew more erratic as his thumb strummed me just how I needed. “Fucking shit. Come with me.”
His words threw me over the edge, and I came, my pussy gripping him as I tightened and released in waves of bliss. I pressed my lips to his neck as he thrust deep and came, his masculine groan in my ear as we both gave ourselves over to the recklessness of pure desire. My orgasm surged and rolled until it ebbed and faded away into heaving breaths. He kissed me all over. My face, chest—any inch of bare skin.
“I love you.” His voice in my ear took my breath away.
I felt it. At that moment, if I’d said it back, there would have been nothing truer in the world. But I didn’t. I locked the feeling away to examine later. Scientifically. Without the haze of lust coloring my thoughts.