Total pages in book: 213
Estimated words: 201920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1010(@200wpm)___ 808(@250wpm)___ 673(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 201920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1010(@200wpm)___ 808(@250wpm)___ 673(@300wpm)
I almost take it back. I’m so close to apologizing but then she opens that mouth of hers.
“I can do what I want,” she finally says. Her eyes dare me to contradict her.
“You already told me you wanted me, and that comes with a price,” I tell her. “You know better than that, Allie.”
“If I want attention, I’m going to get it,” she speaks softly, staring past my shoulder and out across the parking lot. I can give that to her. Anything she needs, I can give to her.
“You just need to be fucked, don’t you? You’d fall on anyone’s dick to please this greedy little cunt.”
Her lips part, but she hesitates.
“Fuck you,” she finally says but it’s half-hearted and she’s breathing heavier. And that’s just what I need. A sign that she still wants me. Or at least will give me a chance.
“That’s exactly what I want,” I tell her and she scoffs, but doesn’t break the heated gaze between us.
I take a step forward and she takes one back, but it’s shorter than mine, stopped by the hard brick wall behind her.
“Don’t you know this is mine until I’ve had my fill?” I say beneath my breath as I reach between her thighs and cup her pussy.
Her mouth parts slightly, even as her back arches and she pushes her cunt against my hand.
“You’re bad for me,” she tells me in a heated whisper and then her eyes close with a small moan as I rock my palm against her clit.
I might not be the best thing for her, but that doesn’t mean I’m letting her go.
I pull away right before those soft moans can turn into something more than just foreplay.
“Tell me what you want.” I give her the command, but it comes out as desperate. One half step back gives her the exit she was after when I walked out here. “Just tell me, Allie.”
I don’t care that I’m weak for her. I just want her weak for me.
“I want you,” she says in a rushed breath and before the last word is spoken, I’m already on her. Shoving my hands up her skirt and ripping my thumb through the thin lace. I hear it tear as she moans my name into the hot air. I shove the ripped panties into my pocket and look to my right and left before pulling out my dick.
“This has to be quick,” I tell her and then kiss her neck ravenously. As though I’m starved for her. Her slender fingers grip into my shoulders as I wrap her legs around me and tease the head of my dick against her heat. I’m easing it in, sliding back and forth and she’s already soaking wet.
The deep, gruff sound at the back of my throat is all for her as I push myself all the way in to the hilt in one swift stroke.
She cries out, slamming her head back, but it’s muffled as she bites down into her lip.
I thrust upward as hard as I can, burying myself in her tight cunt. Fuck, she feels so damn good. She claws at my back as I slam into her, her back pushing against the wall each time.
My pace is steady, relentless and each pump of my hips has her climbing higher and higher.
Before I even feel the need to cum, she’s already clamping down on my dick and whimpering her release.
It’s the sweetest fucking sound I’ve ever heard. I want to hear it every damn day. I want her to cling to me like she needs me.
And to trust that I’ll give it to her. I’ll give her everything.
I pick up my pace, racing for my own release and riding through hers.
“So fucking good,” I moan into the curve of her neck. Nipping and kissing as I take her like I want her.
I meant for it to be quick, but I hold back just enough so I can make it last a little longer. I want to hold on to her. She needs to know that.
She’s limp when I’m done with her. Her legs are trembling and I have to lean her against the wall so I can pull my pants back up. Her eyes are closed when I look up at her, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone look so damn beautiful.
She doesn’t fight me when I grip her chin between my thumb and forefinger, getting her attention so I can look her in the eyes and tell her, “Stop pushing me away. I don’t like it.”
Her chest is still heaving, but her shallow breath is starting to come back to her.
I wait a second for her to search my gaze, and I hope she finds what she’s looking for because I mean it.
“I can give you everything you want, Allie. All you have to do is let me.”