Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78587 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78587 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
“Oh God!” she cried out, her fingers scrambling for the edge of the desk, desperate for something to hold on to.
“Oh, no. Not yet, beautiful.” I quickly stood, then dropped my hands to my belt buckle. “You’re not coming until my cock is buried inside you.”
I made quick work of my remaining clothes, kicking them to the side. I stood there for a moment, letting her greedy eyes drift over me before I stepped back over to the desk. Lina lowered her gaze and watched as I took my length in hand and slowly began stroking it.
A sexy smirk slipped across her beautiful face as she spread open her legs, waiting for me to stake my claim, and I was going to take it. I was going to take everything she had to give. Quickly, I leaned down and grabbed a condom from my wallet. She inhaled a quick breath as she watched me roll it down my length.
My arousal was growing with every breath as I turned and stepped over to her. “No one has ever gotten to me the way you do.”
My anticipation was almost unbearable as I settled between her thighs, raking my cock against her entrance. She writhed against the desk, ready and waiting for me to bury myself inside her.
I leaned forward on my forearms and immediately felt her gasp as the tip raked against her soft flesh before I drove inside her with one swift thrust. “You feel that? That’s what you do to me.”
Her muscles instantly constricted around me, causing my breath to hitch. I hadn’t been inside her since that night and finding her so fucking soaked already had me on edge. Unable to resist, I pulled back and once again drove inside her. At first, my rhythm was slow and steady, but I couldn’t hold back any longer.
I slammed into her again and again, relishing her ivory skin as it started to turn a pinkish hue. I couldn’t imagine anything feeling better, but I was a greedy bastard who needed more. I always needed more.
I slipped my hands under her ass and pulled her to the edge of the desk. I kept inching her forward until her feet dropped to the floor, then I turned her around, facing away from me. Knowing what I wanted, she leaned forward and lowered herself onto the desk.
Her fingers curled around the side edge, bracing herself as I settled behind her. I reached for her hair, twisting it in my fingers, and gave it a firm tug as I plowed into her over and over again.
She was calling out my name when I lowered my free hand down between her legs. My fingers teased her clit as my dick thrust up against her G-spot. Lina’s entire body began to shake. She moaned as she clutched the edge of the desk. “Oh God! Don’t stop!”
I wasn’t about to stop.
Hell, I couldn’t even if I wanted to.
Completely mesmerized by the sound of our bodies colliding together, I drove into her again. Harder. Faster. She reared back against me, meeting my every thrust. Seconds later, her orgasm took hold. I could feel her heat clamping down on my cock, and it was all I could do not to come right then. I wasn’t ready for this to end.
I tried my damnedest to stop myself from going over the edge, but there was no resisting it. She felt too damn good, and my orgasm rocked through me. I didn’t move. I remained fully rooted inside her, savoring every second, until I finally growled, “Un-fucking-believable.”
Her body shuddered as I withdrew my cock. I quickly tossed the condom in the trash, then reached over and lifted Lina into my arms. I carried her into the bedroom, then lowered her to the bed. After I pulled the covers over her, I lay down next to her, and she inched over, nestling into the crook of my arm. “You’re gonna be the death of me.”
Looking slightly dazed and completely sated, a sexy smile spread across her gorgeous face. “I’m sorry.”
“You have nothing to be sorry for.” I glanced down at our bodies intertwined together under the covers. “Hell, I can’t think of a better way to go.”
29
ALINA
SIX MONTHS LATER
If someone had told me a year ago that this would be my life, I wouldn’t have believed them. Back then, I lived in a world where I was fighting to just survive. Every day was a new battle to endure, and I wasn’t exactly winning. But now, everything was different.
It wasn’t perfect. It wasn’t always easy.
But it was good, and I was happier than I’d ever been.
I was no longer hiding out in the apartment. I had a car, and I used it often. I did most of the shopping, and I’d been taking a writing class every Tuesday night. It was going well. So much so, I had been working on getting my poems and sketches published. It was Sergei’s idea.