Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 26161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
“Ren!” she cries out as she nears the edge of bliss.
“That’s it,” I rumble. “Get your pussy nice and juicy for me. It feels so good for me, baby. I want to feel your cunt clenching around me. Make me come, beautiful. I want to fill you the fuck up.”
She groans and then her breasts thrust upward as she gives in to her climax. My name is shouted from her lips, echoing off the walls around us. Just knowing someone will be watching later, their breathing hitching the moment she comes, has me hissing in ecstasy. I rock my hips against her as my dick throbs out my release. Fucking her bare and filing her with my cum has got to be one of the hottest things I’ve ever done. With anyone else it would feel reckless and stupid.
With Nat?
It feels right.
Like one day, I’ll fill her up just right and she’ll wake up one day carrying my fucking kid. My dick jolts within her. When my eyes drag to her hooded ones, I press a small kiss to her lips.
“I make you happy,” she says, her voice in awe.
“You have no idea,” I murmur. “You make me want things I’ve never wanted out of life before.”
“Like?”
“Like more.” Marriage. Kids. House. Dog. The whole goddamn package. “So much more, baby.”
“I want more too,” she breathes. “I’m sorry I left you. I won’t leave you again.”
“Aww,” I tease, nipping at her bottom lip. “Don’t give up so easily. I’d love for you to try. Then, I can tie your pretty ass to my bed again.” I grin devilishly at her. “Are you going to try and leave?”
“I’ll try…” She smirks. “If you think you can catch me.”
Grabbing her wrists, I pin them to the bed. I collect them both in one hand and slide the other to her throat. My dick has begun to harden again—always fucking eager with her—and I begin a slow, rocking dance with my hips.
“Ten,” I tell her, giving her throat a small squeeze.
She nods, lust twinkling in her eyes. “Ten.”
One.
Two.
Kiss her pouty lips.
Three.
Four.
Squeeze tighter. Revel in the hiss of air trying to claw its way down her throat and into her lungs.
Five.
Six.
Admire the dark shade of purple her face turns, especially under the blue lights.
Seven.
Eight.
Grind against her sensitive clit.
Nine.
Ten.
Breathe.
She moans when I release her neck, sucking in a gulp of air before exhaling a delicious word. “Again, Ren. Choke me. I love it.”
I fuck her slowly, smiling against her lips. “Eleven.”
“Eleven.”
One.
Two.
Three…
I’m never going to grow tired of this girl. Fucking never.
She’s mine.
She always will be.
Epilogue
Two months later…
“Her,” I say, pointing to a brunette standing next to the bar owner. “The one standing next to the guy with the lip ring behind the bar.”
Nat squints through the crowd, searching her out. “Oh! I see her. She’s singing tonight? Really that good?”
So fucking good.
Ronan will lose his mind when he hears how good she is. This chick has the sultry, sexy voice of someone like Halsey, but then belts out the higher notes with a slight rock and roll scream like that of Bishop Briggs. Her range is wide, which will convert on stage well. Radio stations will love her voice. Sometimes I have a really good fucking feeling. With this chick, I almost feel the buzz in my veins. Her success is untapped, but like that of a gold mine. We just need to get her to Harose. Snatch her up before someone else does.
“Just wait,” I assure Nat. “You’ll be blown away.”
When the bar owner catches me staring at the girl, he glowers at me. The guy looks like he’s the type who loves to throw punches. Tattoos crawl up his neck, sharply ending at his jawline. His dark brown hair is short on the sides and styled to look messy on top of his head. The scruff on his cheeks looks badass, reminding me of how Ronan keeps his. This guy, though, is the opposite of my brother. All black clothes and a black fucking attitude. I throw a grin his way.
I don’t want your fucking girlfriend, is the look I give him.
I have my own.
Wrapping my arms around Nat, I kiss the top of her head and rock with her as she moves to the music blasting from the speakers. When she rubs her ass against me, it makes me want to take her right here in front of everyone. And my girl would get off on that shit. I’ve learned she’ll let me fuck her in the Blue Box sometimes. She likes knowing people are watching and masturbating to us having sex. My girl is a dirty fucking freak like me. We’re a match made in kinky hell.
“I love when you wear shit like this,” I tell Nat against her ear, sliding a hand up her black dress to where her breasts are. The V-neck dips low and I boldly slide my hand under the material to access her tit. “Your hoodies don’t let me touch your tits in front of everyone.”