Total pages in book: 16
Estimated words: 15180 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15180 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
The fact she came for me, let herself become vulnerable, had my self-control slipping.
“Don’t stop. Please, Pope,” she moaned. “Don’t ever stop.”
“Never,” I growled.
Any kind of self-control snapped. I started to really pump in and out of her, filling her up with my cock, making her take every single thick inch. I stared at her face the whole time, loving the pleasure that washed across her expression.
“So good, Mia. So fucking good.”
“Yes,” she cried out.
I felt my orgasm rise. Just before I came inside of her, filling her up with my cum, I pulled out. I grabbed my cock and stroked my hand over my length, my balls drawn up, my need violent. There was no turning back, no stopping this. She was mine irrevocably. She always had been. She always would be.
The pleasure consumed me, controlled me. I breathed out slowly as my orgasm washed through me, claimed me. It was never-ending. It was uncontrollable.
Groaning deeply, I forced my eyes to stay open as I came so I could stare at her, watch as my cum covered her belly, marked her.
When the pleasure dimmed, I sagged and breathed out, my chest rising and falling harshly, sweat covering my body. I couldn’t help but stare at Mia, thinking about what we’d done, how Mia was mine. All mine now.
Possessiveness filled me at the very knowledge that she’d given herself to me. I felt even more territorial of her now.
I lifted my gaze to her face. For a long time we didn’t speak, but nothing needed to be said.
“Pope,” she whispered and my heart clenched.
“Be mine, Mia. Always.”
She smiled. “I’ve always been yours, Pope.”
Pride and pleasure slammed into me, and I couldn’t help the sound of raw need that came from me. It was primal. “I couldn’t let you go even if I wanted to, Mia, even if I had the strength to.” I pulled her in close and buried my nose in her hair. “All I want to do is make you happy, to protect you and make sure I don’t disappoint you.” I felt her shake her head. “Having you in my life has changed everything. Loving you has changed everything.” I wasn’t like this, not ever, but with Mia I felt the world crumble around me. “You make me want to be a better person. You make me want to be a better everything.”
That was the truth, but she’d never know how deep it actually ran. I’d spend the rest of my life showing her, proving to her that we were always meant to be together.
9
Pope
I started off at a slow pace on the treadmill, but the longer I was on it the more my thoughts wandered, and the faster I went. My feet hit the platform at a steady interval, the music blasting through my earbuds, sweat dripping down my body.
All I could think about was last night, what Mia and I had done … what I’d done to her.
My body was strung tight with the memory of how she’d felt under me, how soft her skin was, how good she smelled. Even now, I swore her scent was on my skin, ingrained in my very cells.
I closed my eyes and breathed out.
She’d been so tight and wet, so ready and primed for me. I hadn’t been able to control myself like I wanted to, hadn’t been able to make it last, make it go all night. And that’s what I wanted.
I wanted to be buried deep inside of her until the sun had come up and both of us were too exhausted to move. But I’d forced myself to leave, because sneaking out at the ass crack of dawn from her dorm would’ve caused some issues for her, raised some eyebrows.
But I’d made it perfectly fucking clear that this hadn’t been a one-night thing, a one-time occurrence. I meant it when I said Mia was mine and I wasn’t letting her go. I’d waited too damn long to finally claim her, and now that I had her, everything felt like it was right in the world, like everything had fallen into place.
All I wanted to do was spend every waking moment with her, hold her, touch her in some way so everyone knew, had no fucking question, who she was with.
I pumped my arms faster as I ran harder, my focus trained right ahead. There were people working out on either side of me, girls in skimpy spandex outfits, ones that were mainly there to get the attention of the beefed-up guys on campus instead of actually working up a sweat.
After half an hour, I shut down the treadmill and stood there for a moment, my chest rising and falling, a sheet of sweat covering my body. I’d already been at the gym for an hour and a half, working out because it was better than the alternative, which was going right back to Mia and pressing her up against the wall as I buried myself deep in her body.