Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 155405 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 777(@200wpm)___ 622(@250wpm)___ 518(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155405 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 777(@200wpm)___ 622(@250wpm)___ 518(@300wpm)
“Sure, it’s not.”
“It isn’t,” I insist, my words ending on a gasp as he nudges his cock closer. “Please… think about what you’re doing here. There’s no going back from this.”
“I’m not interested in going back.” As if to give weight to his words, he pushes himself forward just a tiny bit.
“Landon…”
“If you really want me to stop, you can try begging,” he murmurs, his words a taunt as he kisses the side of my neck.
“I’m not going to beg you for anything,” I say softly.
“No,” he murmurs. “It was asking you to beg that got the cops called on me last time, wasn’t it?”
It’s sick that he sounds amused more than anything over my literally getting him arrested.
“I get it. You have a lot of pride.”
It’s hard to feel very proud right now as the asshole who has made it his mission to torment me for the last six years pins me to my bed with his cock forcibly prodding my entrance.
“You came to me once, and I rejected you. You were never going to come to me again. I could have waited six more years. Twelve. The rest of our lives. This is the only way it was going to happen. I had to hunt you down, claim you. Make my intentions clear.” In a gesture that feels oddly tender despite his current position of dominance and control over my body, he gathers my hair and moves it off to one side so he can kiss my shoulder. “In case I’ve left any doubts, I consider you mine, Parker. And there’s nothing you can do to change that.”
He slides his cock deeper into my pussy and I gasp, pulling at my wrists to try to free them. “Wait.”
“No,” he murmurs. “I’ve waited long enough.”
“Landon.” Slightly panicked, I buck my body since I can’t pull my wrists free. “I’m warning you right now.”
“Yeah? What are you going to do to me, bookworm?”
My skin heats with anger at his amused tone. “I’m serious, Landon. I’m not one of your playthings. If you do this and then you fuck someone else afterward, you will kill every bit of softness I’ve ever felt for you. I will carve out your fucking heart—and then I’ll let someone fuck me in front of your corpse.”
I feel his warm chuckle against my skin. He slides a hand around my throat, his other hand still firmly gripping my wrists. “Baby, a move like that would bring me back from the dead. If you ever let anyone else touch you, I’ll carve their heart out. I’ll use their blood as lube when I fuck every hole you have to remind you who you belong to.”
This is too depraved.
Why do I kind of like it?
That’s a scarier thought than anything.
My heart thuds. “Are you still seeing Brittany?”
“Who?”
He has me pinned down pretty good, but I try to look back at him so he can see my unimpressed side eye.
He smirks at me. “She’s irrelevant. Worry about yourself.”
“That’s not an answer.”
“I’m tired of talking.” I feel him draw his hips back, stopping before his cock leaves my body. “This may hurt a bit. Try to relax.”
I grab the top edge of my pillow and squeeze my eyes shut. “You better be sure.”
“Oh, I’m sure.”
Then he drives his hips forward, slamming his cock into me and breaking the fragile barrier that kept him out.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Parker
I’ve never had sex, but I’ve read enough about it to feel prepared.
At least, I thought I had.
I wasn’t surprised by the bite of pain as he rammed his cock into me, but I’m surprised by the way my skin pulls and struggles to accommodate the brutal invasion. I’m surprised by the thrill in my stomach when I feel him push all the way in, and he murmurs, “Fuck,” against my skin.
He releases my wrists, needing to touch my body and needing both hands to do it.
He didn’t bother to take my shirt off, but he slides his hand beneath my top to touch my flushed skin. I’m not wearing a bra, so he easily palms my breast. I’m surprised by the gasp of pleasure when my beaded nipple grazes his warm palm.
He’s paying enough attention to my responses to pick up on it, so he slides his thumb down and teases the tight little bud. I gasp, arching back against him.
While he teases my nipple, he carefully slides his cock out of the tight channel, then pushes it back in, more slowly this time so I feel every inch of his exploration. He bends to kiss my neck, and that added stimulation is almost too much. Sensation dances across my brain, knocking out all the power so all I can do is feel.
It feels incredible.
I feel… possessed.
His hips rock and he drives into me again. My body puts up less resistance this time, but I can still feel him moving inside me. I’m so full of him when he shoves deep, we feel like one person.