Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 150968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 755(@200wpm)___ 604(@250wpm)___ 503(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 150968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 755(@200wpm)___ 604(@250wpm)___ 503(@300wpm)
Slick pussy, curvy hips, taut stomach, pink nipples and big juicy tits I want to sink my teeth in. My cock jerks as I put more pressure on it and my balls grow tight between my legs.
I can hear her. The wet, sloppy sound her cunt makes as she fingers herself. I bet she’s dripping all over her bedsheets. Because of me.
Riley wants me.
She’s thinking of me.
I am the one making her come.
“I’m so close,” she purrs in my ear. “Oh, God…it feels so good.”
“Good. Keep going, I want to hear your voice when you come.” I pump my fist harder, faster. Finding a punishing rhythm that brings me closer to my own release. Ragged, guttural groans spill from me and I don’t bother muffling the sounds that escape past my throat.
I want Riley to know the effects she has on me, the power she holds in the delicate palms of her hands. I want her to hear just how much I need her.
She lets out a low, needy whine. “Ah fuck, so close, so close—Colton!”
Riley screams my name as she climaxes.
My fucking name.
The muscles in my thighs coil tensely and my abdomen clenches. A shudder rolls through me as I come, thick ropes of semen spraying my stomach and coating my palm. My body twitches from the force of my orgasm. “Fuck, Riley.”
After coming down from the high of ecstasy, Riley is quiet. I can still hear her shaky breath through the phone, but it’s almost like she’s scared to speak.
I give her the time she needs, allowing her to think through what just happened. I know she’s going through the whole scenario in her head again. Probably overthinking the outcome of this, but I don’t push or bully her. I wait, patiently.
I don't know how much time passes before she finally speaks. Her voice is breathy and timid, a little bit sleepy. “I don’t know what to say.”
“Then you don’t have to say anything. As long as you don’t regret this, because I don’t.”
“I don’t regret it,” she confesses breathlessly.
Her words fill me with gratifying relief.
Two years…
It took us two years to get here.
I’m never letting her go.
It’s time to collect my debt soon.
***
Three months later
Leaning behind the massive pillar, I cross my ankles, hiding in the shadows where no one can see me, and I wait. I’m not invited to the Christmas gala, hosted by Thomas and Nora Johnson. If Thomas were to see me— Henry’s son, he would most definitely have me thrown out and then the scandal would make it to the tabloids.
I’m here for a different reason though.
I’m here because I have a feeling Riley is going to need me tonight.
She’s making a public appearance after three years.
For three Christmases, she was always able to escape going to the charity gala, but this year, Riley’s father has been adamant about her attending. Probably because he’s started looking for potential suitors for her.
I’m not on the list of suitors, of course. Since I’m a Bennett. But that’s not going to stop me from stealing my Little Wallflower away tonight.
I pop Riley’s favorite mint candy in my mouth. Crossing my arms over my shoulders, I wait for her to arrive. Twenty minutes go by, and thankfully, no one notices me. I’m carefully hidden in the shadows and I have the perfect view of the whole place.
But when the ballroom suddenly grows silent, buzzing with antsy energy, I instantly know who has stolen everyone’s attention.
My gaze slides over to the entrance, and I finally see her.
There’s a breathless second.
My chest aches at the sight of her. It’s unreal how fucking stunning she is.
Absolutely ravishing and exquisite.
She walks down the stairs with elegance— a bewitching enchantress who is in complete control. Riley has everyone under her spell, even me.
Her blonde hair hangs in loose curls behind her back, with wavy tendrils framing her face. A delicate silver headband is perched on top of her hair, and when the stones catch the lighting, I can tell they are diamonds.
Her white dress molds to every curve of her body perfectly. The sheer fabric is flowy and light. There’s a high slit on one side of the dress and the deep V-neckline would be considered inappropriate for such an event. When she shifts to the side, I see that her dress is backless with chain strappings.
Everything about her screams goddess.
Riley looks like she just walked out of Mount Olympus, the personification of Aphrodite herself. Even if I were a blind man, I’d still be swayed by her beauty.
But her dress of choice is scandalous—an act of rebellion.
And that’s why I’m here tonight.
Because if she’s planning to piss off her father, then we’re going to rebel together.
She’s not walking into this battle alone.
I hear gasps from the crowd and the whispers start. Her father’s face reddens with fury, and he stalks toward her. Oh, no, no. Not so fast, Thomas. He better stay the fuck away from her. He’s not going anywhere near Riley as long as I’m here.