Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 70162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 351(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
“No, but you made me bring my crutches, and you fucking love this.”
I did. I dropped down to my elbows and arched my back, sticking my ass up higher. I let my head hang down as I fought to breathe. I wanted to take it, to let him do whatever he wanted with me, but it started to burn like fire, and he didn’t let up. His hand kept slapping me over and over. It was more than I could take, and I tried to crawl away, but he gripped my hip, fingers digging in so hard that I wondered if he could break my bones. I wondered if I’d care.
“You can take this.”
“Yes.” The word was barely audible.
He kept going until I was whimpering, whining, struggling against his fierce grip. He shifted his hand, pinning me down by the back of the neck and giving me several more harsh blows before finally stopping.
He pressed his lips to my stinging flesh. “I love you so much. I love giving you what you need. I love watching you writhe and struggle, and I love that I’m going to fuck your ass, and it’s going to hurt as I stretch you open and when my hips slam against you. You’re going to love every second of it.”
“Yes, please,” I begged. “Don’t make me wait anymore. I need you inside me.” I thought about how the imprint of his hand had to be visible on my ass. I wondered how long the pain there would last. I wanted to feel that soreness, to know he had marked me.
I cried out as he pulled my ass cheeks apart and bent to run his tongue over my hole. He teased me, tongue-fucking my ass, making me squirm, whimper, beg. When he sat back, I heard something that must’ve been him opening a packet of lube followed by the unmistakable sound of him slicking up his cock.
He growled. “I hope you’re ready.”
Before I could even process the question, he pushed against my hole, opening me up. He didn’t stop until he was all the way inside me and I was digging my fingers into the earth, trying to get away while also trying to get more.
“Take it all,” he demanded. “Take every inch of me, let me fill you up. Let me own you.”
“I’m yours, Gabe. Completely yours.”
“I know. I’m yours too. Nothing is going to make me leave. No amount of fear, no amount of stubbornness from you. Nothing. I need you to help me. I need you to be with me. I need you to know that you deserve to be worshipped.”
I laughed despite the intensity of the moment. “I get it, okay. I can have everything I want and still protect those I love.”
“And you better not forget it.”
He fucked me relentlessly. He had me right on the edge, then he stopped, holding himself still inside me. I thought I would lose my mind. I struggled to get what I needed. “Fuck me, dammit.”
“I need a promise from you first.”
Was he serious. “What?”
“Promise me you won’t give up any of what you want. That you will go for your dreams, that you will do whatever it is you want to do because I will be here for you.”
I had to drag in a few ragged breaths before I could speak. “Only if you promise me the same.”
44
GHOST
His words took my breath.
“You’re always doing what you have to… not what you… want to. I could tell he was fighting for every word. I knew he was so close if I wrapped my hand around his cock, he’d come in seconds. I wasn’t going to last much longer either.
“I promise, but I need you to help me figure out what it is that I want.”
“Yes. Now fuck me.”
I gripped his cock and moved my hand up and down in the same rhythm as my hips. I’d been right. It took almost no time before he cried out, his ass tightening around my cock as he came, shuddering and whimpering, letting himself be totally open to me in that moment. I didn’t need anything more than that. I drove into him one last time and emptied my load into his ass.
When I came back to myself, I realized my foot was throbbing. I pulled out of his ass, making him wince. “Sorry. I just… I need to lie down.”
He turned around and looked at me, eyes wide. “Are you okay?”
“My damn foot hurts. I’ll be fine.”
He made me lie back so he could curl up beside me. This time, instead of clouds, we both looked up at the stars. As we watched, a shooting star flashed across the sky.
A few moments later, I felt his warm breath against my ear. “Did you make a wish?”
“I don’t need to. All my wishes have come true. I know now that there’s someone who truly loves me.”