Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 20394 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20394 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 102(@200wpm)___ 82(@250wpm)___ 68(@300wpm)
I don't even thank him. I take off back toward my room and close and lock the door behind me. Allison is still lying on the bed, and I about come in my pants when I see her hand at her womanhood, stroking back and forth. She's looking at me with hooded eyes. She looks so good, but I won't be settled until I'm deep inside her. I put the handful of condoms on the nightstand. Her eyes are on me as I pull down my pants and underwear, kicking my shoes and pants away as I climb onto the bed over her. Her hand wraps around my girth, and I pump my hips into her embrace.
"I need you, Kane. I need you now."
I grab one of the condoms and sheathe myself, lining myself up at her core. My plan is to take it slowly, but she ruins that quickly. "I don't want it soft and sweet. I need you hard. I need you to make me forget, Kane. Can you do that? Can you make me forget?"
"Yes," I grunt as I plow into her forcefully. Her whole body shifts up on the bed, and I grab on to her hips, digging my fingers into her soft skin to hold her steady.
I lift her up and thrust inside of her.
"Yes," she says. "Don't stop. Don't stop."
I slow down just long enough to kiss her, and then I pull back to continue. It's been so long, I know that I'm not going to last, and I reach between us, putting my thumb along her clit. I torment it, the swollen nub, until she's delirious. Her pussy is hot, clenching on to me, and I know she's close. "Come for me, baby. Come."
Her whole body arches and flexes, and her pussy is like a vise on my dick. I push my way in and out of her tight channel, and when she comes, she milks me. I bellow out the release that absolutely shakes me to the core. Both of us are panting as I pull out of her, take off the condom, tie off, and drop it into the wastebasket beside the bed.
I lay down on the bed beside her and try to catch my breath. I roll to my side and watch her. I'm quiet because I know she's trying to process everything that just happened. I'm hoping that she doesn't feel guilty because I sure as hell don't.
Her chest rises and falls with each breath that she takes. When she finally looks at me, she says, "If this makes you uncomfortable, I can go sleep somewhere on a couch. I'm sure you usually don't expect to be stuck with a woman in your own bed."
There's insecurity on her face. I put my arm around her and pull her closer to my side. I wrap a leg over her hip. "No, I want you to stay. Plus I grabbed a few condoms. I’m going to need you again tonight."
I hold my breath, hoping that she's not going to tell me no, hoping that she doesn't get out of this bed and walk away. But finally, her body softens against mine, and she pushes her lips to my chest. "That sounds good to me," she whispers.
Chapter 11
Allison
I'm at that point where I know that it's morning, but I'm half conscious and I keep trying to fall back to sleep. I'm worn out, but I know I need to get up out of this bed. I stretch, and every muscle is sore, even muscles I didn't know that I had.
Kane is gone, and I try not to get caught up in wondering why he left before I was even awake. Flashbacks from last night replay in my head. I practically begged him to fuck me. I was demanding and completely uninhibited, and it was perfect. But today is a new day, and I have to remind myself that it was one night. I'll be going back to my own life soon and trying to figure out all of that. I know I need to make changes because there’s no way I want to live in that big house or go back to what my life used to be like.
I sit up in the bed and see myself in the mirror across the room. My hair is tousled, and even from here I can see the marks on my neck. I look like a completely different woman than the one that was staring back at me yesterday. Gone is the lifeless look in my eye, the overwhelming despair, and in its place is a woman that has felt protected and cherished for the first time.
I look down at my body, and the love marks are random places everywhere. Kane did not give me a break last night, and I didn't want him to. It was good. God, it was good. But probably the best part was being held in his arms. Being with him has me questioning my future and what I want it to look like. They’re heavy thoughts for first thing in the morning.