Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19885 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19885 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
Jack stalks toward me, and I swear I’ve never wanted anything more in my entire life. I want him so bad it hurts.
My entire body is on fire, every cell screaming for more. Jack stalks toward me, dark eyes locked on mine, and I forget how to breathe.
I brace myself on my elbows as Jack closes the distance with his fists clenched at his sides like he’s seconds from losing control. He pauses, looming over me, and his massive body blocks out the dim hall light.
Oh my God. He’s so fucking hot.
He puts one knee on the bed and the whole mattress dips. His hands come down on either side of my thighs, caging me in.
“Last chance to change your mind, kitten,” he growls, voice all gravel and thunder, and I can’t even think.
I can’t even breathe.
My brain short-circuits and reboots over and over while Jack’s giant body cages me in. His hard cock bobs against my thigh, and I just stare at it, because how does all of that even fit?
Oh, man. I’m in so much trouble.
He leans down until his lips are barely an inch from mine. The look in his eyes is pure, raw hunger. There’s nothing polite or patient left in him. It’s all alpha predator, and every cell in my body is begging him to just wreck me.
“Change my mind?” I choke out a laugh, except it’s more of a whimper. “Not a chance.”
His lips curl into this slow, cocky grin that’s one hundred percent panty-melting. “Good,” he rumbles. He lines himself up, the thick head of his cock nudging right at my entrance, and holy. freaking. shit. There’s no gentle easing in, no slow tease. Jack just presses forward with one deep, relentless thrust. My body goes taut. I gasp so loud it bounces off the walls. He’s huge. Like, how-is-this-even-possible huge.
Stretching me wide, filling me up so deep I can feel him in my throat. I forget how to breathe. My hands scramble to hold on to his biceps, digging in as he bottoms out. The burn is insane, but it’s the best kind of pain. He doesn’t move at first, just cages me in with his arms and stares down at me, all dark heat and pure obsession.
My brain is goo. I can’t think, can’t speak, can’t do anything except moan his name as he starts to move. Jack’s hips roll, hard and deep, and I just about lose my mind.
He sets a brutal pace, pulling almost all the way out, then slamming back in so deep I see fireworks erupting behind my eyelids. My nails dig into his biceps, holding on for dear life like I’m on a rollercoaster that only goes up.
Jack’s breath is hot in my ear. “You feel so fucking good, kitten,” he groans. His abs flex and his cock rams deep inside me, and I lose any ability to form words.
I just… whimper. And moan. And possibly scream a little.
He buries his face in my neck and just pounds into me, relentless. Every stroke gets me closer to that edge. I can’t think. Can’t breathe. All I can do is whimper as he slams into me, each thrust harder than the last. My head spins. My back arches off the mattress. He pins my wrists above my head with one giant hand, all alpha dominance, which only makes heat coil tighter in my core.
Suddenly, my body just… detonates. It’s not even a normal orgasm. I come so hard that my vision goes white. I can’t breathe. My brain shuts off and all I can do is dig my nails into Jack’s muscular back while he thrusts even deeper.
He groans my name, slamming into me three, four more times, each one more frantic than the last.
Then he loses it. His whole body locks up, and he comes so deep inside me I swear I can feel every pulse and spasm.
Jack collapses on top of me, burying his face in my neck. We’re both gasping for air like we just ran a marathon. He finally rolls us over, keeping me wrapped tight in his arms.
Neither of us says a word. My eyelids flutter closed, everything melted and soft and sweet. I snuggle deeper into Jack’s chest, his heartbeat still thumping against my cheek. I’m floating, barely aware of anything except the way his arms stay anchored around me, like he’s afraid I might vanish if he lets go.
His lips brush my temple. “Poppy?”
“Uh-huh?” It’s all my blown mind can come up with.
He pulls me closer, like that’s even possible. His voice is so low and rough. “The first moment we met, I realized you’d committed a crime.” That wakes me the heck up and I glance up, confused. “You stole my goddamn heart.”
Oh my God. I'm seriously going to swoon. My heart flutters like a trapped butterfly against my ribs.