Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
My head falls back, and I cry out his name as my heels wrap around his sculpted waist. Testing the waters, I rock my hips back against his, and my head starts to spin as a new kind of pleasure tears through me. It’s so deep, beyond anything I’ve ever been able to give myself, even with the use of my toy.
He leans in and kisses me, capturing my mouth with his. The passion in his tongue ignites me. All I want to do is please this man, and as he begins to thrust, I feel my pussy clamp down, gripping him as he slides in and out. The pleasure is almost too much to handle. My head starts to spin, and my vision begins to cloud as he fucks me.
“What a delicious little cunt,” he growls, his dirty talk somehow enhancing the already overwhelming sensations. “Every time I pull back, it pulls me back in.”
My eyes roll back as my hands aimlessly explore his physique—his shoulders, his biceps, his chest. His rock-hard muscles flex as he slides in and out of me, each thrust reverberating through the hard wood floor.
He grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls tight as he picks up speed, plunging his full length as deep as it will go, leaving behind all tenderness—except what’s left in his kiss. I feel it there as I moan my mewls of ecstasy into his throat. Love. There’s love in each kiss that is like a shot of adrenaline, causing my whole body to quiver as he fucks me deeply.
He was right; the pain was momentary. Gone in a flash. All that’s left is bliss. A magnificent, mind shattering bliss that has he gasping for breath as I tighten my legs around his waist, pulling him even deeper into me. With every thrust, his washboard abs titillate my clit. His hold on my hair remains tight, as if to say, you belong to me.
“You love it, don’t you, angel?” he growls, staring down into my eyes, his filled with possession. “Being mine.”
“Yes!” I cry out. “I’m yours!”
His grip on me tightens. His muscles flex and seem to swell. Sweat drips down from his chest and onto mine. My pussy is soaked. We’re one big mess of love and passion. He groans as he ruts deep, causing my body to shift up the rug with each thrust. I’ll have a red mark there tomorrow.
“I feel that juicy little cunt stretching around my cock. You’re so wet, princess. But you’ll be wetter when I fill you with my cum.”
“Oh my God…”
“Come with me, baby. Let me feel that delicious pussy come all over this cock. Give me that honey.”
His words scorch me. I ignite in an instant and cry out as my orgasm boils up inside me, growing and growing like a bomb about to explode.
“That’s it. Mold that sweet hole to my cock. My cock. The only one you’ll ever have.”
“Only yours…” I whisper, seconds from losing all control.
“Let me feel you come on it, beautiful, and I’ll go off with you.”
He kisses me, and as he presses his tongue against mine and his firm stomach stimulates my clit, I crash over the edge.
“Here I come, angel,” he groans. “Feel my cum spray into that hot little hole. I’m gonna breed you like you deserve to be bred.”
It’s like a clap of thunder goes off as my entire body stiffens. My vision blurs, a low hum obliterates all other sounds, and my eyes clench shut as I snatch his body to mine. And then I feel it. The hot, powerful, intense spray of his release, shooting deep inside with more force than I could imagine. Again and again, his thick cock throbs and pulses until he finally buries himself all the way to the hilt. His body jolts, and he growls into my mouth.
His entire body flexes, his muscles like ropes of hard metal under my hands, against my legs. I let out a desperate mewl as the last wave of my orgasm milks the cum from his cock. We hold each other for a long moment, sweaty and gasping for breath, until finally, he rises up and brushes my hair back.
“Now it’s official, angel,” he says, his voice low. “You are mine. You’ve got my cum deep inside of you, right where it belongs.”
I nod, wonderfully helpless beneath his enormity.
“It’s so warm,” I giggle, running my fingers over my mountain man’s arms. A dangerous man who I know will never hurt me.
“There’s plenty more where that came from, angel. Plenty more.”
And I’ll be ready.
10
ROURKE
I watch as she slips back into my T-shirt, her body moving like pure temptation.
Those adorable feet, long, sexy legs, hips that have my cock pulsing, a slim waist begging for my arms, and just a hint of those perfect plump tits that I can barely see as she lets the fabric fall over her.