Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 284(@200wpm)___ 227(@250wpm)___ 189(@300wpm)
“I want to fuck you again. Do you want to fuck me again, too, Rain?” he mutters in my ear and I shiver, nodding eagerly.
“I brought something for us to play with.”
“What is it?”
“Here.”
He pulls a silver contraption from under the bed. It’s got a metal collar connected to two smaller bands for wrists. My eyes widen as Heath watches me.
“You want to use it?”
“Y-Yes.”
The word escapes me before I can stop myself and I know I won’t be able to go back on what I’ve just admitted. With a knowing smile, Heath locks me into the metal contraption, but not before making me strip naked in front of him.
I feel helpless, exposed to his prying glare as I kneel on the floor and wait for him to use me. He makes circles around me, softly touching my hair and brushing my shoulders with his fingertips. Goosebumps erupt all over my skin as the threat of an orgasm rips through my body.
“Are you close right now?”
“N-No.”
“Liar. I can see it on your face. I’m not even touching you, Sunshine. Look how far you’ve come.”
I flush and close my eyes.
“Look at me, Rain.”
“No.”
“Look at me.”
I shake my head again, but he wraps his fingers around my chin and my eyes fly open just as he appears in front of me.
“You look so good restrained like this. Like a proper toy should be.”
“Thought I wasn’t just a toy.”
“Stop talking back.”
He pulls out his cock and I try to hide how much I want it inside my mouth by focusing my gaze on Heath instead.
“Suck this load out of me, Rain. Don’t half-ass it. I want a proper, broken-in toy tonight since I let you have so fucking much today.”
“Okay,” I manage before he forces his tip between my lips.
My tongue darts out as I let out muffled moan of pleasure. I taste him again and my eyes roll at the feeling of him in my throat.
Heath groans and grabs me by the hair, driving his hips against me until I sputter and cough.
“You feel so fucking good like this,” he mutters, not paying me any mind as he continues using my mouth. “I could fuck you for weeks. I don’t want to stop. Fucking hell.”
I gargle as he pushes in deeper and it makes him lose control. His thrusts become harder and more insistent.
Even though I know I should fight this, an orgasm builds between my legs. My pussy’s making a mess on the floor and Heath’s cock is throbbing in my mouth so hard I know he’s seconds away from filling me up.
“Beg, Rain,” he groans against my ear, waking me up from my frozen state.
He pulls out of my mouth and I scream his name.
“Fuck my pussy,” I beg. “Please, I need you there.”
With a growl, Heath pulls me to my feet and bends me over the bed. I cry out as I hear him spitting on his cock. A moment later, he’s inside me and my pussy eagerly awaits him.
“Such a fucking glutton for punishment,” Heath mutters as he fucks me. “Holy shit, Sunshine, you’re the most messed up addiction I’ve ever had.”
I moan his name as he hits something inside me. My pussy tightens up and an orgasm rips through my body as he bottoms out inside me.
“You want my cum in your tight little snatch?”
“Yes, Heath.”
“Then do something for me.”
He grabs my hair and makes me look back at him.
“Tell me I broke you,” he smiles. “Tell me you choose me over Xavier.”
That horrible moment is when I realize this is all a game.
And that every single toy before me has had to endure the same.
Even worse, the realization hitting me right after. I’m going to give him what he wants, because I can’t help myself.
“You broke me,” I recite. “I choose you over my husband.”
At the sound of those words, he finishes inside me, grunting as he kisses me, rendering me into a crying, orgasming mess.
He kisses the curses from my lips and unlocks me from the cage.
“You’re sleeping in my bed tonight,” he mutters in my ear as he carries me back into his bedroom.
He gets into bed beside me and holds me close. Neither of us mentions what I just admitted to. But for me, the seed of doubt has been planted.
I now don’t know whether this was all a game to Heath, or whether he truly feels like I do about him.
Something tells me they don’t call him The Wife Breaker for nothing. After all, I’ve just experienced on my skin just how messed up Heath can be.
But he called me an addiction.
And that means, at least on some level, I control him.
Maybe he’s fooled me... but I fooled him even better. Because Heath still has no idea, I’ll take the first chance to run to get the hell out of here.