Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
“Careful,” he warns, but I never do as I’m told. I fight harder, and then I feel the weight of Maxim’s body pin me to the bed. My legs spread wider, and something hard and large presses against my sex. When I realize what it is, I suck in a deep breath and his pupils dilate. “You're going to learn to do as I say.”
I nod my head, unable to speak. A pulse throbbing between my legs has consumed my brain, and it takes everything inside of me to not move again. Not because I would be trying to break free but because I want to rub that pulsing ache away.
Maxim looks at my mouth, and my lips part.
“Are you sure you’re a virgin?” His hold on my wrists tightens. Why does that turn me on more? “Because I think you’re trying to toy with me.”
“Me? I keep trying to get away from you.”
“Or do you like being chased?” he challenges.
Do I? I keep running, and I know there’s nowhere for me to hide in this suite.
“Let me go,” I demand, ignoring his question.
“No,” he says with finality, and though it should piss me off, it doesn’t.
“Am I like catnip? Why are all the men in my life stalking me?” I pretend to be annoyed and let out a long sigh. Maxim and Gavin are polar opposites, so I really shouldn’t lump them together.
Gavin laid it on thick with the charm and said all the right things. For two seconds, I thought he was the kind of man I should be with. I forced it, but I knew the relationship was wrong. I never felt any sexual attraction to him, and I convinced myself it would come with time. I kept thinking that all I had to do was get to know Gavin better and then I’d feel something.
The second I saw Maxim, the attraction was instant. It was so powerful and consuming that I knew I couldn’t have convinced myself to ever feel this way about another person. It was like I felt it in my soul.
“Don’t talk about him when we’re in bed together.”
I smirk, knowing that he just handed me the perfect way to piss him off. If I’m going to fight this need for him, I have to put some distance between us.
Chapter Six
MAXIM
Of course that makes her smirk. My jealousy seems to please her, while the thought of her with someone else boils my blood. There’s a possessive animal inside of me that won’t think rationally. Even now, I know that I should get off of her and let her go, but I can’t. The need for her is above all reasoning, and I can’t fight it.
“Listen to me, firecracker.” I feel my jaw clench as I use my knee to spread her legs wider. “You keep teasing me and you won’t like what happens.”
Her eyes widen when I rock my hips forward and I feel her heat rubbing against me. My hand on her wrists holds her firmly as I use my free hand to pull her skirt up around her hips. I glance down and see her little white panties are the only thing covering her.
“Or maybe you will.” My voice is like a growl as I look into her eyes and give my animal what it wants.
Her.
Before I can think it through, my mouth crashes down on hers. She opens her mouth to cry out, but all I do is swallow her scream. When my tongue slides across hers, I can hear the protest turn into a whimper. I don’t stop as I hold her down and rock against her, forcing her to feel what I’m feeling. Demanding that she seeks the same pleasure that’s driving me to the edge of insanity.
When her hips tilt up so the hard ridge of my cock can rub her wet spot, I nearly cum in my pants.
“Don’t pretend you don’t want it.” I smile against her lips as my finger traces down the center of her panties. “This sweet little pussy is telling all your secrets.” I lick across her bottom lip and rub the soaking wet cotton. “And she’s weeping for me.”
“Maxim.” My name is barely a whisper before her breath catches in her throat.
“It’s running down your thighs. Making it so soft.” My knuckles rub over the wet patch above her clit. Her hips rock up again like a reflex, and I kiss down her neck. “I bet if you let me lick it, you’ll melt in my mouth.”
“I-I don’t want that.” Her protest is half-hearted, and we both know it.
“I didn’t ask you if you wanted it.” Something in the back of my mind is telling me not to do this, but I ignore it and keep going. I’ve never felt more certain of what I need to do, and she’s calling to me like a siren. “All you have to do is lie back and let me make you feel good.”