Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 113639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 568(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 568(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
“Oh my God.” I’m bucking into his hand. He takes two fingers and thrusts them inside me as I hear myself saying, “Yes.”
Dragging them out, he rubs them roughly on my clit and I have to let go of the sheet as I grasp his muscled biceps. I’m whimpering. My core pulses as my hand grabs his strong wrist, and I don’t know if I’m trying to stop him or encourage him.
“That’s it, Angel. Open up those baby blues and let me see you come.” My eyes fly to his dark green ones as my body jerks and I blink as dark spots dance in front of my eyes, the pleasure so intense I might scream.
“Fuck yeah… look at me.” His gaze lands on me as I quiver and clench, his stilled fingers on my swollen clit.
“Eyes on me. I want to see you when I fuck you.” I blink again as he takes his hand away and unbuttons his pants. He’s not wearing underwear and his thick cock strains toward me. I want to back away but he is stroking himself. I lick my lip at the engorged pink mushroom head. I almost reach to touch it, but he shakes his head no. His hands pull me to the edge and he positions himself at my pussy.
“Eyes on me,” he grunts as he slowly pushes into me. I tighten and he groans.
“So tight. Angel, relax and I swear I’ll make you see stars.” I look into his eyes and relax as he thrusts into me. It stings slightly, but then he pulls out and thrusts again and I reach for his shoulders, anything, because he makes me feel full, whole. I can only hold on as he opens me wider.
“That’s it. Fuck, you are going to be my downfall.” He groans as his eyes stay focused on mine.
“Talk to me. I can feel you leaking all over my balls. You love my cock, don’t you?” I’m climbing, reaching for what seems like could be my own downfall. My stomach is clenched as he hits that perfect spot that makes me see spots again.
“Tell me.” He grabs under my knees and lifts my ass so he’s even deeper.
“Yes,” I pant and go over as wave after wave of pleasure pulses through me.
“That’s my girl. Milk the come out of me.” He is rough as he pounds into me and I whimper.
“Blade, I think I’m coming again.” This time, I lean up and wrap my arms around him as I jerk and come on his thick cock, barely registering his release. All I hear is my name and his beautiful body jerking and filling me up.
“Jesus Christ.” He thrusts inside me one more time and pulls out. Both of us sound like we ran a marathon.
“I have stuff that needs to get done.” He grabs me and kisses my swollen lips. Pulling up his pants in one quick jerk, it’s only now I realize he didn’t even completely undress. He throws his T-shirt into his hamper and reaches into his drawer for a clean one.
“I’ll be back later and we’ll go out with everyone.” His eyes rake over me.
I sit up. “But… what am I supposed to do all day?” He grabs his phone and cigarettes, getting to the door in three strides.
“I don’t know. Go lie out at the pool. Just don’t swim in it. I need to make sure it’s been cleaned.”
“Um, okay. I think I did get a bikini. I don’t know how to swim, so no worry about me getting in.” Flopping back on the bed, I move slightly and notice the bottom sheet is stained with dried blood.
“Wait, you don’t know how to swim?” He takes a step toward me.
“No.” I look out the window, then back at his frowning face. “Stop looking at me like that. I moved around my whole life. It’s not like we had one in the backyard.” Getting up, I pull the sheet with me.
“Eve, I don’t want you by the pool if you can’t swim.”
I roll my eyes. “Do you have fresh sheets? These are ruined.” I look at the blood. Blade glances down at them.
“Leave it. Amy will take care of it.”
“No.” I straighten my shoulders back. “I would rather do it,” I say, tucking the edge of the sheet under my armpit.
Someone pounds on the door. “Prez, we’re ready when you are.” I think its Ryder’s voice.
“Minute.” He searches my face and must not see what he wants because he starts to rub his face with his hands. “I need a shower. How am I going to concentrate with the smell of your pussy on me?”
“What?” I whisper, horrified. I don’t know how he manages to make me blush, but it seems constant with him.
He laughs and I stare mesmerized at his tan face and blond hair. His eyes are such a gorgeous green it’s almost unfair. Glancing down, I study the pink polish on my toenails.