Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 47086 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 235(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47086 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 235(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
But she calls out to me as soon as I reach the threshold. And I’ll be damned, but my cock jerks again at the sultry voice.
“What’s your name?” she murmurs softly.
Facing her again, my breaths are calculated as I try to crush my arousal, willing my dick to obedience. It’s almost impossible because her unique female musk keeps invading my nostrils.
But the girl gives nothing away, sitting there poised and calm while I’m a fucking monster. This is so fucked up on every level. The way my body responds to her is unacceptable. A woman with her ulterior motives isn’t deserving, she’s a Jezebel, looking to steal everything from our family. However, all that doesn’t change the fact she’s got me stiff as a board.
None of this makes any sense.
Yet here I am. Uncontrollably rigid in spite of how wrong it feels. Desperate for an opportunity to touch her soft pink lips, to run my fingers through that plush, wet snatch. She has the sexiest heart shaped mouth I’ve ever seen. I bet her cunt is even better.
Succumbing to a moment of weakness, I foolishly wonder how those perfect lips would feel stretched wide around my throbbing cock, her cheeks vacuumed in with pressure.
Jesus fucking Christ.
Releasing a frustrated grunt, my eyes narrow but I grind out an answer.
“I’m Robert,” I rasp nastily. “Not that it matters.”
“Robert…?” she pauses, waiting for a last name to complete the puzzle.
Yeah right, fuck you. Like I’m gonna to tell her.
“My last name isn’t important. You don’t need to know any more than you do.”
Her expression remains calm.
“But you clearly know so much about me. Or at least you think you do. I’m at a slight disadvantage here. Don’t you think you at least owe me that much?”
Her brown eyes hold no fear when she looks at me, brave and straightforward. It just makes me angrier.
“I don’t owe you a damned thing,” I growl. “You’ll take what I fucking give you, when I give it to you.” Aw shit, aw shit, I’m such a fucking asshole. But beneath my nasty words, goddamn, my body is so fucking hard.
Again redhead eyes the contents of the bowl. And just when I think she’s going to open that pretty little mouth with a snappy retort, she surprises me yet again.
“Ok then, have a good night Robert,” the girl replies calmly.
Staring at her for a moment, I try to piece together what the hell just happened as her words register in my brain.
Is she dismissing me?
Is she getting rid of me?
Is she telling me, the alpha male, to beat feet?
The redhead’s face is calm and serene, pretty as a picture while she waits patiently for me to leave the room. Of course she’s gorgeous! The voice in my head screams. This slut got your brother to propose marriage after one night. What, you thought she’d be ugly? That’s her weapon, that’s how Anna gets dudes to do what she wants.
And furious with myself, I storm out, slamming the door like a fucking monster. The impact rattles the wall, disturbing the quiet of the cabin.
But downstairs, my mind still can’t grasp what happened.
Why isn’t she afraid of me?
Most women would be shaking and begging for mercy, terrified to their bones.
But the woman I just left in that room seems like a completely different person than the one who was pleading for freedom earlier.
What happened?
What has she been up to in there?
Sitting up on that bed just now, she’d looked so strong and brave, a woman with some real backbone.
And for the life of me I can’t figure out why that makes me so fucking hard. Was it the sweet, heart-shaped face? The big brown eyes and bouncy curls? The big boobs that I couldn’t help but glance at? Yeah, it was all that and more. It was the way she took on the Big Bad Wolf, calm and assured, like I was a little boy throwing a tantrum. Anna’s a prisoner, but somehow, she’s kept her dignity.
And I respect her for it. Shit, if we keep going at this rate, I’ll have the bluest balls in the state.
Maybe a good night’s sleep will help me strengthen my resolve. I grunt, shaking my head. Because all I want to do at this point is break down that door and take her hard while that shapely body writhes underneath me, pleading for mercy.
Spreading those thick thighs apart, I’d ram my cock into wet slit repeatedly until thick spurts of hot cum overflow her beyond capacity and spill onto the pristine sheets, smearing across her ass.
Shit, what the hell is wrong with you? the voice in my head rages again. She’s a slut. Of course she has you desperate, that’s what Anna’s best at.
I shake my head, frustrated. Aw fuck, she’s gotten under my skin. How the fuck did this happen?