Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36999 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36999 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
She comes with a whimper, those hazel eyes melting as her pussy flutters all up and down my cock. It's the most incredible feeling. And I need more of it. I pull back and drive my hips forward, impaling her on my cock again.
"Coby!" she shouts, her back arching.
"I changed my mind, princess." I fuck her slow and deep, rolling my hips so she feels every fucking inch. "I'm not taking every hole tonight. I'm not leaving this one long enough to claim the others tonight. They'll have to wait their goddamn turn."
I've got a lifetime to claim the other two. But tonight, I plan to sleep buried in this one. It's where I belong. We both know it.
I drive into her again, watching her face. She's fucking beautiful every day, but she's a goddess when she's taking my cock.
I drag my phone out of my pocket, pulling up the camera.
"Coby," she says.
"Don't worry, princess. It's just your face." I snap a photo, making sure I don't get anything but her face in it. I'm not crazy enough to risk someone else seeing the rest of her. But I want to remember this look on her face. I need to be able to remember it so I can draw it later. One day soon, it'll be inked in my skin.
"You're crazy," she mumbles.
"Yeah, for you." I toss the phone into the chair, leaning down to kiss her. "I've been going crazy for you since the day I met you, Elodie. You fucking own me, you know that?"
"Good," she whispers against my lips. "That was my plan."
"Yeah? This was mine." I wrap my hand around her throat, fucking her hard.
She cries out in bliss, her head thrown back.
I smirk, watching her face as I pound into her. "Getting you naked and on my cock was my plan. At least part of it. Listening to you scream was the second part." I grab her leg, bending it up toward her body to change the angle. "Scream, princess. Let me hear it."
"Coby," she whimpers.
I nip her bottom lip and give her what she really wants…what we both want. I fuck her hard, pounding into her until the table rattles beneath us. She shatters on my cock again, crying out my name. It's not loud enough. Not by half. I go harder, kissing and biting all over her throat and chest. She goes wild beneath me.
"That's it, princess," I groan. "Fight me. Beg me. Fucking live for this cock."
She wails my name, her nails embedded in my skin deeper than the ink that adorns my back. I roar, trying like hell not to come until she does again. Until she's screaming the fucking roof down around us. I won't be satisfied until she is.
I slip my hand between our bodies, groaning at how fucking wet she is. I don't go for her clit, though. I reach lower, pressing my finger to her little asshole. That's what she really loves. That's what makes her crazy.
I work one finger inside and then add another, pounding into her at the same time.
She screams this time. So fucking loud I know the neighbors would hear her if I had them. Her body locks down on my cock, a powerful orgasm ripping through her.
I roar as she sinks her teeth into my shoulder, biting the hell out of me as she falls to pieces in my arms. The feel of her teeth in my skin and the strength of her orgasm sends my own tearing through me. The entire fucking world goes black as cum shoots up my shaft, spilling into her. The only thing that's left is her, pleasure, and the sounds of her cries echoing around the room.
Chapter Eight
Elodie
"What are you doing?" I hiss as Coby grabs my arm and drags me into his booth.
He doesn't say a word. Not until the door closes behind us. And then he's pinning me against it, his hard body against mine. "What does it look like I'm doing?" he growls, dragging my skirt up my body. "You better be quiet if you don't want us to get caught."
"Coby," I hiss. "Keegan is right next door!"
"I know. Why do you think I plan on keeping my hand over your mouth while I'm fucking you?" he asks, plunging his hand into my panties.
I moan, my head thumping against the door. It's been three days since I spent the night with him for the first time, and every day, I fall a little bit harder for him. Every day, I think he tries a little harder to get us caught. He isn't subtle about it, either.
He wants Keegan to know about us, and he's willing to play dirty to make it happen. I know I need to give in and just tell my brother already. But I freaking can't. Not when I don't know how it ends. If I had a crystal ball and could see into the future and knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that it ended happily for all of us, I'd march into his booth right now and tell him.