Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 68598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
I wasn’t sure he was even aware of what he was saying or doing, for that matter.
His words didn’t match his actions.
And I couldn’t find it in myself to stop him.
I bit my lip and tried not to lift my hips with his rhythm. Tried not to encourage him in any way.
I would not be making this decision for him.
I wouldn’t.
Couldn’t.
He growled, his eyes squeezing tightly shut, then gritted his teeth as if the effort of holding back was killing him.
I closed my eyes and focused on the fullness, the way that he filled me up. The way that I could feel that extra added wetness that showed how we’d already both been quite irresponsible.
And, because I couldn’t bear it anymore, I lifted my legs and put my feet into the creases of his hips and started to push.
He went out an inch at most before he stopped the backward movement with a tensing of his muscles. He did not, under any circumstances, want to leave me.
I could relate.
But I also couldn’t have him inside of me anymore and not move.
“Please,” I pleaded. I wasn’t sure what for. I just knew that I couldn’t stand being in this limbo. “Please, Kobe.”
Kobe growled and surprised the holy hell out of me by bending down and latching on to the skin right over my collarbone. Then, with a firm push, he gained that ground that I’d managed to push him away.
I moaned.
I couldn’t help it.
The way he pushed, paired with the way it felt having him so deep inside of me again, was enough to cause everything to tense in anticipation.
“Son of a bitch,” he said as he pulled away, his breaths now coming in pants. “Goddammit.”
Two curse words in one sentence.
Nice.
“Kobe,” I breathed, smiling at the wickedness of his words. “What’s gotten into you?”
He pulled back with serious eyes and said, “It’s not what’s gotten into me. It’s what I’ve gotten into.”
He punctuated that with a twist of his hips, causing me to jolt once again in satisfaction.
“What are you doing to me?” I asked.
He didn’t reply. Only took himself away from my body.
He withdrew so far that I knew he’d finally come to his senses. Except, instead of pulling completely out and going to find a condom like he probably should have, he waited until he was nearly falling out. Then slammed back inside.
The bus rocked, and this time, not with the wind that was howling outside but with the force of his thrusts.
From there, he filled me over and over again, repeatedly slamming inside so hard and fast that I jolted up the bed. It was exactly everything I needed that I never knew I’d get.
Kobe was always so calm, cool and collected. I felt like nothing ever got to him. But that was before he’d lost his mind the moment he got inside of me.
He hissed something under his breath, pushing deeper inside of me still, and twisted his hips.
I gasped, a silent scream stuck in my throat, and threw my head back as the head of his cock dragged just perfectly over something deep inside of me. Something foreign and forbidden that only he could find.
I cried out against his neck as another jolt of wind rocked the trailer, causing the curtains to clink against the wall with the movement.
“Fuuuuck,” he groaned against my throat.
Then he was jerking inside of me, filling me with his warmth while I tried to find it in me to care that we were being reckless.
Only that ability wasn’t something I could muster up.
I collapsed on the bed, my arms dropping to the side against the queen-size bed.
He curled his legs up, knees against my ass, and stayed planted deep inside of me.
“Do you have an extra set of sheets?” he panted against my breast, his head now resting between them.
I brought my arm up but couldn’t control it, and it came to a stop with a slap against his bare back.
“I think in the closet there might be some,” I murmured, rubbing the slapped spot apologetically.
He chuckled against my skin, which sent a delicious tingle chasing all over my body.
He pushed up, this time slipping free of me.
When I felt the wetness gushing onto the bed, my face flamed.
He ran the curve of his finger along the apple of my cheek, his eyes intense.
“No need to be embarrassed about what we did,” he murmured. “Nothing we do is wrong in any way.”
That sent a different kind of tingling throughout my body. One of pleasure and happiness.
“Come on,” he said. “Let’s get dressed and I’ll tell you about everything.”
I rolled my eyes. “I already know everything, remember? I was listening to your conversation with Aodhan.”
“You know mostly everything,” he agreed as he stood up, his softening erection still impressive. “Towels?”
“They’re in the bathroom,” I answered.