Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 74766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 374(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
CHAPTER 9
Why is he so angry? Celia thought as Riley almost broke her back against the wall with the force of his thrusts. Riley, for his part, was staking his claim. He didn’t have a name for what the heck had gotten into him, but he was going with it all the same. Now his dick felt bigger, harder than it’s ever been as he drove it up inside her with his teeth in her neck.
Maybe his emotions were doing that to him, were responsible for the extra growth and strength of his arousal, who knows? Who cares? Whatever it was, Celia was reaping the benefits, and although she felt in danger of losing part of her spine if he didn’t let up soon, what he was doing to other parts of her more than made up for it. Not the most sexually experienced of beings, she found that she liked this side of things. Liked the way he’d lost control for her.
The way his fingers dug into her as he held her in place, that extra sting in his bite as he marked her flesh, oh, and the incessant pounding of his cock as he slammed it into her over and over again were ringing her bells; she’d never been this wet or this horny before, and she’d been plenty of both since coming to his bed.
Her mouth opened without sound the fourth or fifth time she felt an orgasm rip through her. Her pussy tightened, and she could feel it snap around his cock, locking it off inside her as she felt his mouth sucking the flesh over her tit in hard, which only made her cum harder.
Her knees went weak, and she’d have fallen on her ass had Riley not been pinning her to the wall with his much larger body. “That’s it, cum on my cock again.” Riley teased the tight ring of her ass with his fingertip, and she tried to break his dick off with her shit.
She wrapped her legs and arms around him as her hips moved against his wildly. She’d forgotten about the water, which had cooled by now, but as if coming out of a fog, the sound of the shower finally infiltrated just as her crazy man took her down to the floor. “Can’t get deep enough,” Riley growled as he looked down at her beneath him on the cold hard floor of the shower,
He grabbed her legs and pulled them roughly apart, looking down at where his cock pierced her. “Look at us.” He was tempted to add the words ‘remember this when that asshole comes sniffing around you’ but held himself back in time. Celia’s eyes followed his down between her obscenely spread thighs just in time to watch him glide back into her.
It should be impossible for something that long and thick to fit into her body; then again, women give birth to babies every day. But giving birth has never felt this good, I’m sure, Celia thought as Riley started stroking her faster, harder, deeper. Once again, Riley’s mind went to planting his seed in her, and the idea added fuel to the already raging fire inside him.
“If I breed your ass, you won’t be able to leave the house. Shit!” He hadn’t meant to say the words out loud, but thankfully Celia was too caught up in pleasure to have heard or care about his meltdown. Pleased with his new devious scheme, Riley set about putting words into action.
It was a good while later when Celia found herself across the table from him, digging into her dinner like a woman starved. After the shower scene where she was sure he’d need at least a week to recover, he’d lifted her off the floor, turned the water off, and took her to bed where she wore out her knees this time while he plowed away at her from behind.
Now she was sitting here the good kind of sore covered in love bites from her neck to between her thighs and barely enough strength to lift her fork. “Is that asshole staying at the Inn?”
“My goodness, Riley, are you for real? Is that what this is about? You trying to kill me?”
“Are you complaining? I don’t recall hearing any complaints when your pussy juice was running down my cock like a busted pipe.”
“Geez, Riley!” Celia looked around to make sure that Eileen hadn’t heard, but the older woman had already left, it looked like.
“I can’t believe you can still blush after tearing all the skin off my back with your shit.” Celia thought it best to bury her head in her plate because he wasn’t lying. As rough as he’d been, she’d got some of her own back as well.
She couldn’t say what exactly came over her, but she liked the heck out of what they’d done and was wondering how to get him to do it again and soon. “Maybe I should invite Detective Branson to dinner tomorrow night since he’s going to be here for another few days at least.”