Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 105506 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 528(@200wpm)___ 422(@250wpm)___ 352(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105506 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 528(@200wpm)___ 422(@250wpm)___ 352(@300wpm)
I pushed off it and pulled myself from his arms, scrambling off the bed for the second time that day. A little dramatic and erratic, but I wasn’t exactly in my right mind.
“That’s not fair, nor is it true,” I huffed.
He dragged a hand down his face. “You knew we were meant for each other the second we had it out in the clubhouse the very first day.”
I scowled at him. “I knew you were hot, and if things weren’t more complicated we would’ve fucked, nothing else,” I lied. “And beyond that, I did fuck other people after we met. I wasn’t chaste. Didn’t save myself for you.”
Colby’s glare could’ve singed me. “When I put my lips on you, when I tasted you, did you let any other man in there after that?”
Fuck.
“Yes.”
It was obviously not the answer he was expecting because nostrils flared, and his body went stiff.
As much as I wanted to continue that, to push him away, make him mad at me, make him want to leave, I couldn’t do that to him. Not entirely.
“I gave myself to thousands of men,” I continued. “I took off my clothes for them, let them see things that even you haven’t. I sold every inch of myself.” I tried my best not to let my voice shake. Before everything happened, I’d been proud of how I’d been able to make so much money by owning my sexuality.
Now it felt shameful.
Colby’s posture relaxed some. “You didn’t sell your body.”
“Yes I did.”
“You know what I mean,” he said through gritted teeth.
“So what would you do then, if I told you that I had done that?” I demanded. “If I’d let a man fuck me five ways from Sunday for a paycheck? That I let many men do that.”
Colby stared at me for a long moment, but his expression didn’t change. “Wouldn’t do anything different,” he said. “Doesn’t change shit.”
I bugged my eyes out. “That’s a fucking lie.”
Colby surged forward and grabbed onto me, drawing our bodies close together. “Don’t fucking tell me I’m lying when you’re so tangled up in your own lies that you can’t even see the truth.” I fought not to shiver as his warm breath tickled my cheek. “I’m holding back, Sariah. Because I can see you’re a raw fucking nerve. Because not an inch of you has healed, and I’m not gonna be the cause of any more cuts.” He gripped me harder. “But don’t fucking push me.”
So help me, the warning in his tone made me hot.
“What are you going to do if I keep pushing you?” I purred.
His eyes shone first in shock then in hunger.
“I’ll fucking punish you.”
Heat blazed between my legs. “Then punish me.”
There was a long pause before Colby responded, a warning blaring in his tone when he finally did. “Sariah…”
“Don’t,” I hissed. “Don’t you dare act like I’m breakable. Ruined. Not here. Not wanting this. I want you to break me, Colby. I want you to … dominate me.”
He didn’t pause this time. In the blink of an eye, I was turned in t, Colby brutally manhandling me.
My back arched as his palm raked over the skin of my ass and the other pushed me down on the bed so I rested on my elbows.
Colby leaned forward to cup my soaked panties. He let out a moan when he felt how turned on I already was.
I rocked against him, already desperate for the friction of his fingers.
His hand moved to grip my hip, holding me steady.
When I complied with his nonverbal command, he hooked his thumbs into the corners of my panties and pulled them down to my ankles.
My knees shook as his hand found my ass again, slipping forward and lubricating himself with my arousal, teasing me for a second before his hand was gone.
I held my breath as I felt his hand move upward, my body tensing.
Pain exploded on my skin as his palm came down on my cheek.
My body spasmed in pleasure.
“That’s for running away from me,” Colby bit out.
He didn’t hesitate to hit me again, right in the same spot, not holding back. My teeth sank into my lip as I moaned.
“That’s for thinking I wouldn’t want you.”
Another slap.
“That’s because I fuckin’ wanted to.”
My skin was stinging with pain, and my pussy was pulsing with need. I wouldn’t be able to take much more. The pain I could take, it was the need that I couldn’t handle. My body was taut with desperation, ready to explode.
Colby’s lips soothed the stinging skin as he softly kissed me. His hand cupped me between my legs but didn’t give me the friction I needed.
“Knees on the bed for a second, baby,” he commanded, voice low and rough.
I obeyed, weak as he removed my panties from my ankles before he set my feet back down and slowly pushed my legs wider.