Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 148220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 741(@200wpm)___ 593(@250wpm)___ 494(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 741(@200wpm)___ 593(@250wpm)___ 494(@300wpm)
“Not a damned bit,” he says, pushing up to sit on the edge of the bed and dragging off his boots. “I don’t give a fuck whether you’re a virgin or whether you screwed every man in the Cage. Except that it means you won’t be running off to find any other fighters and offering to settle up with them, too. So I’ll be the only one getting my pound of flesh.”
I eye his big cock as he stands and shoves his jeans down his heavy thighs. “I think I’m getting more than a pound.”
A short laugh barks from him. “Shut your damn mouth.”
Because I’m making him like me. But it’s not as if my mouth went anywhere. “You aren’t gagging me again?”
“Not this time. I want to hear every sound you make.” Naked, he heads over to the table and picks up a chair, then jams it up under the door handle. Preventing any more interruptions. My delicious view of his tight ass becomes a delicious view of his engorged cock when he makes his way back. “But you paying up this way makes a hell of a lot more sense now. You’re a good girl who did a bad thing, and now you feel obligated to make amends. If I were a good man, I wouldn’t make you follow through.”
“I think you’re a good man,” I tell him huskily.
“You’re wrong about that.” The mattress sinks beneath his weight and he kneels between my legs, his voice roughening. “Because I’m going to use this little fuckhole until I get everything I need out of it.”
What does he need? But I can’t ask, only bite my lip against a moan when he strokes his thumb over my too-sensitive clit, my entire body shivering with anticipation.
Eyes narrowing, he asks in a dangerously soft voice, “Who were you saving that cherry for? You got someone waiting for you—is that why you’re so eager for me to let you go? Because I’ll tell you now, you saving it for someone else ain’t going to save you from me.”
“There’s no one,” I tell him, hips moving restlessly as he continues teasing my clit. “I was waiting for marriage.”
He abruptly frowns. “You’re religious?”
Not really. “It was just…something I decided was right for me.”
“That’s too damn bad, because fucking you is right for me.” Gaze fierce, he moves in between my legs and braces one hand beside my shoulder, gripping his cock with the other. “I’ll marry you after.”
And he claims that he’s not a good guy. A laugh ripples through me, following by a wake of longing that I absolutely will not examine right now.
“That’s okay.” And if he stopped now, it might kill me. “It’s just like dessert. I don’t want to spend any more time waiting for the good stuff.”
“As tight and wet as your pussy is, this’ll be the real good stuff,” he says gruffly, dragging the head of his erection through my slick folds. Just like before. This time, though, there won’t be anyone coming through the door. “But though I’ll start easy, I don’t know if this first time will be real good for you.”
I know it won’t be. Not right away. “Then use me for what you need.”
“Sweet fucking Christ.” A tortured laugh shakes through him. “Handlebar called you an angel and I figure he’s not far off, because I’ve got you spread out beneath me and I’m about to break open your virgin cunt, but you’re still trying to take care of me. Who the fuck are you, girl?”
“Cherry,” I whisper.
His face hardens. “Not for long.”
Only a few more seconds. With his jaw clenched, Stone steadily presses forward. Despite preparing myself for it, I cry out when a sharp tearing pain blooms into a dark burning ache between my legs. My body involuntarily stiffens, stomach hollowing and hips tilting back, trying to ease the agonizing stretch when his thickness breaches my entrance.
Groaning, Stone wraps his arm around my waist, locks my lower body to his. His head bends to my ear and his voice is a strained rasp. “You’re closing me out, angel. You want my cock inside you, keep those legs open wide.”
Because I’d instinctively clamped my thighs tight to his sides, trying to push the pain away. With sobbing breaths, I spread them wide again.
The burning pressure inside me begins sinking deeper.
“Fuck, yes. That’s my sweet girl.” His breaths are harsh against my ear, the steely forearm behind my back anchoring me in place for his relentless penetration. “Your little virgin pussy is fighting so damn hard not to take what I’m giving it. But it ain’t gonna win. So I’ll get all the way up inside you, then we’ll stop for a minute. Yeah?”
Wordlessly I nod, squeezing my eyes closed against the threatening tears. It doesn’t even hurt as much now. It’s just so…overwhelming. His cock looked big but feels enormous, wedging deeper than it seems like anything could go when his weight fully settles into the cradle of my thighs. As if I’m not even made of flesh and bone, but made to be filled by Stone.