Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27107 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27107 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 136(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Pax laughed. “Screaming with excitement. He was rooting around and found some of my old equipment, and I decided if he wanted to use it, I’d better teach him how to do it safely before he got any bright ideas that ended up with us racing to the emergency room.”
I let my shoulders fall, my heartbeat somewhat returning to normal. “I guess it’s good to be safe, but I really wished you would’ve warned me first. I swear, my heart almost stopped beating in my chest when I heard him scream.”
“I’m sorry, baby. The last thing I wanted to do was scare you.” He stripped out of his equipment, letting it fall to the ground at his feet. “Don’t be mad at me.”
“I can if I wanna,” I pouted.
He took a step closer, his eyes going to half-mast. “How about working some of that anger off with me in private, then?”
“Pax.” I moved my hand to shove his shoulder, but he was much faster, gripping my hips and throwing me over his shoulder before I could do anything to stop him.
I couldn’t help the giggle escaping my throat as the other guys laughed around us. I ignored them, my heart now pounding even faster as he headed to the room that he rarely used anymore, carrying me as though I weighed nothing until we were there.
We had our own house on the compound—something King insisted upon since Pax was his second in command, and I’d become Stella’s best friend.
It looked so different and less intimidating than when I first saw it, and I felt none of the fear that I had back then when he dumped me on the same mattress.
“Arlen is going to wonder where we wandered off to,” I managed to gasp.
“Then we’d better make this quick,” he growled, pulling me closer to him and lifting my legs to his chest.
My earlier anger had already turned to passion, so I didn’t protest when his fingers reached my damp panties underneath my sundress.
“Love how you’re always so ready for me,” he murmured.
“Are you going to keep talking or are you going to give me enough orgasms to make me forget how much you just scared me?” I asked.
He laughed, unsheathing his dick and letting his pants and boxers fall to his ankles.
With one quick thrust, he had my panties pushed aside, his thick dick filling me to the hilt.
“That better?” he asked with a grunt.
“Just don’t rip my panties like you did my shirt.”
He groaned. “That was eight years ago, and I’ve bought you plenty of them since.”
“Then you can buy me more panties, too,” I teased.
“I’ll buy you anything you want, baby,” he promised with another rough thrust.
I gripped his sides as he hammered in and out of me, my orgasm boiling low in my belly.
“That’s it, baby, I can feel you squeezing the life out of my cock. Come for me, now.”
He punctuated his demand with a brush of his thumb over my sensitive clit. I came hard and fast, biting down on my bottom lip so I wouldn’t scream out his name and risk anyone coming to check on us.
He followed soon after, his body stiffening as he spilled into me.
We both panted as he set my legs down, putting my underwear back in place.
“Are you less angry now?” he asked, helping me to my feet as he put an arm around my waist.
“Maybe a little.”
He laughed, kissing my forehead. “I’ll take that.”