Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
The look on his face is lust and burning desire, but also adoration. My hands explore the deeply etched lines of his torso. I run my hands down his sides until they reach the cut guidelines and trace them down until I reach his erection.
I grasp him in my hand and he moans against my lips. The water runs down my body, peaking off of my nipples and splashing down his stomach. He moans as I kiss him and slip my tongue inside his mouth. I Kiss my way down his chest and down over his stomach until I'm knelt in front of him. I take his hard cock in my mouth, flicking my tongue over the end. I suck and lick him, devouring him. He braces himself against the wall and groans. I take him as deep as I can, until I almost gag. He sucks in a sharp intake of breath. "Fuck." He growls before grasping the tops of my arms and pulling me to my feet.
He spins me and pushes me roughly up against the wall. My chest presses against the cool tiles making me gasp as my nipples stiffen. The contrast of the cold wall and the hot water heightens my senses. He presses his chest up against my back, wrapping his arms around me tightly. One hand trails down the front of my stomach. He rubs my clit, making me moan and I throw my head back against his shoulder.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk tomorrow." He growls in my ear. Oh god, I love it when he's rough like this. I love that I can drive him to this. He places a thigh between my legs and pushes my legs apart. The pressure on my clit increases, making me clench deliciously. My whole body shudders as I cry out. He slams into me just as my orgasm rips through me and holy shit.
"Ah, fuck." He groans as my body clenches around him, pulling him deeper.
He grabs my hips and slams into me. My palms are pressed against the wall, braced against the onslaught.
He pulls me back a step away from the wall before pushing my back down so I'm bent over in front of him. The water cascades over my back. He pumps into me, growling in his frenzy. He grabs my hair, wrapping it around his hand and pulling my head back. My back bows and he slips even deeper inside me.
I cry out as I start to tremble. "Not yet sugar." He says.
He folds his body over mine and kisses my back. He grabs both of my shoulders, pulling me back against him.
"Oh god, I'm going to come." I moan. He picks up his pace and I explode around him. My insides tremble and shudder. I cry out as he growls and then stiffens behind me.
He pulls me up and leans back against the wall, holding me against him. We're both breathing heavily.
"Wow." That's all I manage to say. He laughs before pressing a kiss into the side of my neck.
The next morning I'm woken up by my phone ringing. I check the clock as I reach for it. Who the hell is calling at nine on a Sunday? I quickly answer it as a creep out of the room and into the hallway. Theo stirs but doesn't wake up.
"Hello?" I rasp in a sleepy voice.
"Miss Parker?" A very formal female voice asks.
"Speaking."
"Miss Parker it's Detective Harwood here." My stomach bottoms out.
"Oh, hi."
"Sorry to call on a Sunday but I thought you should know immediately...We've had a DNA match for your attacker. He was arrested after another attack last night."
"Um...Okay." I whisper.
"Are you okay?" She sounds concerned.
"I'm fine. That's good news." I rasp.
"It is. I'll keep you posted on court dates. The case should be pretty water tight, but if you have legal representation then do tell them. They can contact us if they wish to obtain evidence."
"Um, yeah, sure. Thanks for letting me know." I whisper.
"Of course. I'll be in touch." Then she hangs up. My knees buckle and I slide down the wall. The cold of the wooden floor bites into my bare thighs as I fall in a heap. I bring my knees to my chest and pull Theo's oversized T-shirt over them. I wrap my arms around my shins and rest my chin on my knees holding myself together. I feel numb. This should be a good thing, but right now it's just a shock. I've pushed it so far from my mind for so long. Tried to pretend it didn't happen, along with all the other shit in my life and now it's right there, staring me in the face. I fix my stare on a painting hanging on the wall opposite. It's a scene of a lake with a small rowing boat drifting across it. Everything about it seems so serene. I try and absorb it's serenity and calm my panicked state.