Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 35349 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35349 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
He pulled out of her only to slam back inside, and she cried out his name, the sound echoing off the walls. Each time he withdrew, she’d grip him tightly as if her pussy knew what she wanted before even she understood.
Damon gave it to her though without argument, driving in hard, fucking her, taking what belonged to him.
He wasn’t wearing a condom, but he didn’t give a shit. The feel of her wet heat surrounding him was too damn good to stop now to put on a rubber. He’d never been inside a woman without a condom before, and it was so fucking good.
Deep down in his soul he knew this wasn’t just because he was getting his dick wet. It was Meghan. Knowing what she’d been through and how she’d gotten through it. He admired her, and he wanted to make her sister pay.
All of her life, she’d paid for her sister, but not when it came to him.
He reached down between them and started to stroke her clit once again.
“I can’t take much more,” she said, whimpering his name.
“You’ll take this, and you’ll fucking love it. I promise. I’ll never hurt you, Meghan. Trust me to make you feel good. Give me your body, and you’ll never regret it. All the pleasure you could wish and hope for. It’s all yours. Just give me this.”
She gasped as he drove his cock in deep at the same time he worked her clit. The combined pleasure set her off, and she came all over his cock.
It felt so good that it sparked his own arousal.
At the last minute, he gained his senses and pulled out of her. His cum covered her stomach and pussy as he milked his cock for every last bit of it. When he was finished, she looked so fucking sexy, and the coffee table was indeed coated in their combined release.
“We made a mess,” she said, her fingers teasing through his cream.
“Taste it,” he said.
“What?”
“Put your fingers in your mouth and lick them clean.” He watched her as she followed his instruction, and fuck, the sight of her licking her fingers had him hard, wanting her again. His cock twitched as if he was ready for round two.
She licked her fingers clean, and he couldn’t help but take a kiss from her lips. She’d been in his life a matter of twenty-four hours, and he truly didn’t see himself not wanting her, not ever.
Chapter Six
One month with Damon
Meghan couldn’t remember ever having this much time on her hands. At the beginning of the month when Damon took her, she’d been willing to fight for a great deal of things, the first being her ability to head back to campus. She didn’t have much left to finish her degree in business. She was behind by a year because of all the trouble Rose had caused in her life, but she was determined to earn her education. She wanted to succeed in whatever she set out in life.
Her path was supposed to go another direction, but it hadn’t turned out that way, and she couldn’t really complain, not really. Damon made sure her every need was dealt with. If she wanted a certain ingredient, he brought it home with him or it was delivered in some way or another. He constantly brought her flowers and new lingerie. He noticed her love of books, and the next thing she knew, at least a hundred paperbacks arrived in the mail, all of the latest releases that she’d been wanting to read.
Not to mention the sex, which was mind-blowing.
She was also never alone. If Damon wasn’t with her, he had either Rex, Dan, or someone who wouldn’t even talk to her, which she found really rude.
Meghan wished he’d treat her like crap so she could have a reason to hate him. He wouldn’t let her have her own room. Whenever he was home, he’d make her go with him, but right now, she was going stir-crazy.
She’d not been out of the house in over a month other than to go to his gym that one time; oh, and shopping. Since then, she’d spent all of her time here. She wanted to head back to her apartment block, not just to see her old place for herself but to find Alex.
After a month, there was no telling what he’d be like. His mother didn’t give a shit about him. She lost count of the number of times she saw him looking lost, alone, and it pissed her off. She’d even called child protection services, but they’d deemed his mother to be a safe parent.
Running fingers through her long blonde hair, she felt at the end of her rope. Rex was on his cell phone, and she saw his keys on the table. She already had on a pair of sneakers, and as she watched him walk down the long corridor toward the bathroom, she waited for that telltale sign of the door to close. Biting her lip, she couldn’t help but smile as he closed the door.