Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 85512 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85512 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Lowering my lashes, I lean forward and moan against his mouth, “I want you on top.”
His eyes flicker. I start to smile but then the world blurs around me, and suddenly I’m on my back. Johnathan comes down on top of me, and I welcome his weight.
Something dark inside me fucking needs this. Needs him in control.
There’s a freedom in submission. There’s a freedom in letting go.
His weight begins to sink me down into the cushions of the couch and I open my thighs wide to accept his huge body.
“Is this what you want?” he asks.
Taking himself in his hand, he rubs the crown of his cock against my entrance.
Yes, I think, as I wrap my legs around him.
“Beth,” he growls. “Is this what you want? Tell me.” He guides his cock up to my clit and smashes it down.
“Oh fuck,” I blurt out and jerk. “Yes! I want this. I want you, Johnathan.
There, it’s out. Now that I’ve said it, I have to fucking own it.
I want to be under this man. I want to be connected to this man.
I want him to split me open with his huge cock.
“Good,” he groans, and his cock slides down until it’s poised at my entrance.
He grabs me by the hair and forces my eyes down. “Now watch me take what I want.”
In one swift movement, he slams inside me. It’s brutal, but it’s so fucking welcome.
“Fuck,” Johnathan roars, blocking out my own moan.
My eyes roll into the back of my head as his thickness stretches me, spreading me wide open.
I’m so wet, so swollen with need, there is no resistance. Just slick, electric sensation.
“Fuck,” Johnathan says again, softer this time.
His cock twitches inside me, and I was so close to the edge it’s almost enough to set me off.
He grinds himself deep and my eyes pop open in shock.
I watch as his body works against mine.
So big. So rough.
“So fucking tight,” he grits out from between his teeth.
I can’t stop myself from watching as he slowly pulls out.
His cock is now glistening with my wetness, and he’s just about to leave me completely when my thighs tighten around him.
“So fucking mine,” he declares before he slams back into me.
I clench down on him and cry out.
His fingers tighten in my hair and once more he grinds deep as if he could somehow push himself further inside me.
“You know it, Beth, you fucking know it,” he groans, and I can tell he’s close.
I grab at his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin, trying to pull him back in as he pulls out.
“Tell me who owns you, baby.”
Only the tip of his cock remains inside me and I squeeze down on it in vain. As much as I want it to be, it’s not enough.
“So fucking stubborn,” he snarls.
He fights the grip of my thighs and the thought of losing him completely causes me to cry out, “You own me! I’m yours!”
All his weight falls down on me, driving me into the couch.
I can’t move, and I don’t need to, as my release sweeps through me.
Johnathan grunts and mutters all kinds of dirty things as my pussy milks my orgasm out of his cock.
My orgasm seems to go on and on.
“That’s it. That’s it, baby,” his words break through the haze. “Come all over my cock.”
He starts to fuck me hard and fast. Lifting my hips, and stroking against that buried bundle of nerves.
“You’re mine. Mine,” he declares. “I took you and now I fucking own you. I own the rest of your life.”
His pace quickens, his grunts becoming more and more frantic.
And as I feel him swelling up inside me and pulsing, another orgasm rocks my world.
“Fuck,” Johnathan moans. He fucking moans.
The most delicious warmth fills me and I squeeze around him so hard he stops moving.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he twitches and jerks above me as I milk the very life out of him.
“So fucking tight,” he grits out in agony and then stills with a groan.
His head falls forward and his grip on my hips relaxes. I sag beneath him. I came so hard, so much, my bones feel like liquid.
Together we pant, catching our breath.
When he finally looks at me, there’s so much satisfaction in his eyes he’s practically glowing with it.
His cock twitches inside me and I realize I still feel full and stretched out around him.
“Again?” I pant.
He pulls me by the back of the head and brings me closer to his lips. “Again.”
17
Johnathan
“We’ve got the doctor’s place of residence. You and I need to go over and have a heart-to-heart with the man,” Andrew’s deep voice fills my ear.
“When?”
“Now. I’m ten minutes out from your house.”
“It’s two in the fucking morning. When did we get this info?” I grumble as I look over at the clock on the nightstand.