Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 66503 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66503 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
And I take the flower he gave me out of my pocket and stuff it back into his.
“Why?” he asks.
I smile. “Because I gave it to you once before … and I want you to keep holding on to hope.”
I push myself up against him, not caring even a little bit about the consequences as he grows hard against the fabric of his thin pants. When I pull away for a second, he groans in agony, and I wonder if it’s from the intense pain or from the frustration of not being able to touch me.
I don’t want him to suffer, but there isn’t much I can do. I can’t free him from these chains.
But there is one thing I can do to ease his pain.
I press a kiss to his chin and on his neck, and judging from the strained puffs, he’s dying for more. So I give him all I have to give, kissing his skin as I go lower and lower, pressing soft kisses to his chest and abs.
And when I lower myself in front of him, I look into his starry eyes, wondering if this is all it would take … to bring the beast to life.
CHAPTER 9
Beast
When she goes to her knees in front of me, my heart thumps and my cock swells with desire.
“What are you doing?” I say with a gruff voice.
She kisses the ridges of my thighs, slowly sliding down my lounge pants. “Making you forget. Making you feel better.”
God, it feels like it’s been ages since she last touched me there, yet the second her lips touch my skin, I remember all the reasons I wanted to keep her.
I was never this greedy, this overtaken by lust until I found her under that piano and took her with me.
I still feel guilty for that, and now she’s down on her knees between my legs, kissing my pain away.
Fuck.
Nothing could excite me more than this.
But it’s wrong, and she knows it. “You don’t have to do this.”
She pulls down the linen even farther until my hard cock is released and springs alive right up in her face. “But I want to.”
When her lips wrap around my length, I lose all the words I had in my mind.
All that’s left is the virulent lust thundering through my veins, reminding me of just how much I’m willing to sacrifice to feel this once again.
This. This is the reason I fought so hard. Why I couldn’t do what my owner wanted me to.
Because this girl … this girl has mesmerized me to the point of losing myself.
And I’d happily die for her.
She brings her lip farther and farther down my shaft, and I groan with delight at the feel of her soft lips and wet tongue rolling around and around. It feels too good to be true, and it probably is, but if this is a dream spun by my feverish head, it’s the best dream I’ve ever had. If I die, this is how I want it to happen; in full-blown ecstasy.
I never imagined being bound and getting my cock licked could ever be this … sexy.
I lick my lips from the growing arousal building in my body as she works my dick, licking and sucking like her life depends on it. And I wish now more than ever that I was freed from these chains just so I could touch her face, feel those lips, push that head farther into my groin and come deep inside her.
I groan out loud from the sheer pleasure she’s giving me, wondering what I did to deserve this. “Fuck,” I mutter. “Deeper. Faster. Suck harder.”
She does exactly what I demand from her, as though nothing makes her happier than pleasuring me, and the idea alone almost makes me want to jet out my cum right then and there.
She looks up at me with deep, dark eyes filled with such lust that I wonder if she missed me as much as I missed her.
“I …” My words are interrupted by a groan from deep within as she buries her face into my groin, struggling to keep the tears at bay.
I can’t finish my sentence. I won’t.
Because I refuse to put this on her, to make her feel guilty for running, to make her feel like she should’ve stayed by my side.
But my God, when she sucks me like that, it makes me want to break free and show her just how much I wished she could’ve been mine.
“I want you,” I mutter, delirious from how good she’s licking me. “So badly.” The chains that hold me strain against my skin as I push my broken body to its limit.
She leans back, taking my cock out of her mouth while gazing into my eyes. “Then take me. Make me yours.” She pouts her lips. “Please.”