Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 86060 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86060 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
This man was mine.
My hand went to his ass and pushed on him harder and harder because I was so close to my release. He brought me to the edge so quickly, excited my clit with his hard body. I moaned and gasped because it felt so good, far better than I remembered it. I’d been living there for over a month, and now that time seemed wasted because we hadn’t been doing this all along.
His strong arms held his body above mine, his fists pressing into the mattress on either side of me. He held his frame still so his hips could make those deep and smooth thrusts. He wasn’t working at a fast pace, but that smoothness was even more exerting than quick pounding. His skin became sticky with sweat, and the red tint to his face showed his desire.
“I can’t wait for you to come inside me…” I wasn’t trying to talk dirty or make him come soon. I was just excited to feel his seed inside me, to fell his come drip between my legs the second I got up to use the bathroom. It was a sexy feeling, to feel him inside me long after he was gone.
He moaned without pausing his thrusts. It was a deep, animalistic sound in the back of his throat. His tone was possessive and masculine, like there was nothing more he wanted besides giving me what I asked for. “Baby…”
I knew I was going to come the second he was inside me. I’d been fighting off the climax because I wanted to enjoy him a little while before I gave it up. My quick rise to orgasm was embarrassing when it shouldn’t be. I shouldn’t be afraid to show him how much I wanted him, how much I desired him, because he already knew how obsessed I was. It would just make that fat ego bigger, bigger than his already fat cock.
Damien seemed to know every thought in my mind. “Come for me.”
I bit my bottom lip and dragged my nails down his back as I felt the explosion begin at every extremity. The fire burned all the way down to the area between my legs, and when our paths met at the same time, I exploded so hard, I lost my sight for just a second. “God…yes.” I held him harder and buried my face in his neck so I could finish while hiding my tears. I wasn’t sure how long I moaned and cried for, but it seemed like a lifetime. I didn’t realize how good an orgasm could be until Damien increased the threshold.
He pulled my face from his neck and forced my head back onto the pillow so he could look at me. “Do you still want that come?”
“Please…” My nails dug deep to show my enthusiasm. My climax hadn’t quenched my thirst for this man.
His eyes darkened again, and he gave his final thrusts before he shoved his massive length inside me, making me wince because he was buried so deep, and released with the sexiest moan I’d ever heard. He suddenly dropped his guard and enjoyed the high I’d just experienced. He was vulnerable. Masculine. Passionate. He moaned over and over again until every drop was between my legs.
I cupped his face and felt my fingers wipe away the sweat that formed in his dark hair. I kissed him everywhere, the corners of his lips, his jawline, his neck. I cherished him everywhere, because I still wanted him even though he’d already given me everything.
After the climax, he should be soft inside me, but he was still just as hard. “I’m far from done, Annabella.”
Fifteen
Damien
My phone kept ringing on the nightstand. It was on vibrate, so I heard it tap against the wood with every single ring. It wasn’t loud enough to wake me up ordinarily, but since the noise refused to stop, it was incredibly distracting.
I partially woke up and heard Annabella sigh beside me.
My arm flung out to the nightstand, and I grabbed the device so I could shut up the person who wouldn’t leave me alone. Without checking to see who was calling me, I answered and put the phone to my ear. “What?” My tone was clipped and sleepy at the same time. My eyes were still closed because I refused to fully wake up.
“Are you coming in today or not?” It was Hades, his tone bursting with annoyance. “We’re supposed to meet the Salvatore brothers today, and you’re thirty minutes late. And I shouldn’t have to be your fucking alarm clock.”
Couldn’t care less about whoever the hell he was talking about. “Take care of it.”
“Me?” he asked incredulously. “These are your clients, asshole.”
I grew tired of the conversation, so I hung up. I put the phone back on the nightstand and went right back to sleep.