Total pages in book: 166
Estimated words: 169305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 847(@200wpm)___ 677(@250wpm)___ 564(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 169305 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 847(@200wpm)___ 677(@250wpm)___ 564(@300wpm)
I nodded, holding my breath as he slid in another inch. He was almost all the way in, so big it felt like his cock was squishing my organs, ripping me to shreds.
And still, I couldn’t deny the intense pleasure.
Bit by bit, I uncoiled, accepting the foreign object inside of me.
“That’s it. Now ride my cock.”
The walls of my pussy clutched his cock in a death grip. His eyes rolled back, the pleasure so intense he stopped playing with my clit and simply shuddered inside me.
Each time I rose and sank back onto his cock, riding him like a cowgirl, his hard abs crashed into my midriff.
My tits bounced between us, heavy and full. He tried to catch them between his lips, sucking on them and releasing them with a pop.
“Slower.” He cupped one of my breasts, slid his gaze from mine, and hissed out, “I’m about to come, and I don’t want to. Fuck, I want to live inside your pussy. I’ll pay rent with interest.”
I teased him, picking up speed, enjoying the way a vein bulged at his neck with the effort to stop himself. “Ask nicely.”
“Please…” His forehead fell to mine. “I need more.”
He tugged my hair, kissing the living hell out of me. Ravenous, and earth-shattering, and full of desperation I’d never felt before.
He refused to unglue his lips from mine as he cupped my tits, his tongue swirling inside my mouth.
We kissed and we kissed until we ran out of saliva.
He grabbed the back of my neck, claiming my mouth once again, growling into it. “Mine. You will always be mine, you hear me?”
Passionate words that would mean nothing when we managed to tear apart. I turned my head away, refusing to answer.
He gripped my chin, forcing me to look down between our bodies as his cock slid in and out of me, thick and glistening with my juices.
“Look at us,” he instructed. “At this. Right here. The height of my existence. Nothing feels as good as your pussy clenching around me.”
I slowed my movements to watch his thick cock enter me, giving him time to wind down, but neither of us could stop this freight train of pleasure.
In no time, we both panted hard again, sweat glistening over our shoulders. I rode him harder, faster, angling my hips so he slid in deeper.
He clutched my waist, guiding me with frantic movements.
The entire world fizzled out, leaving only the two of us.
Zach—with undiluted, raw pleasure stamped on his face.
And me—climbing higher up the orgasm ladder.
My thighs shook from the strain as an avalanche tumbled down my limbs. My climax washed over me like a storm, tearing a cry from my lips.
“I’m coming. Fuck, I’m coming.” He cursed, gripping my chin and meeting my eyes. “I need to come inside you.”
“Zach…”
“I beg you.” His voice cracked. “Please.”
I clenched around him at his words, turned on all over again, knowing how reckless we were being.
What the hell is wrong with you, Fae? What the hell is wrong with you both?
But we’d become prisoners to our desire.
Unable to think clearly.
Unwilling to.
I barely managed to calculate my cycle, confirming I’d hit a safe day, just moments before my period.
“Please.” Zach’s eyes glazed over, barely coherent, reminding me I’d taken his virginity.
I owned a piece of him that would forever be mine.
I swallowed, almost coming again at the idea of him filling me. “Come in me.”
At my words, his cock throbbed and swelled.
Then, I felt it.
The rush of heat spreading in my pussy as his seed spilled into me.
Our orgasms clashed together. We clutched onto one another, my nails sinking into his flesh, his mouth fusing into mine like we were one entity trying to brace a hurricane.
We flew high in the sky, reaching our peaks together.
After, we stayed curled against one another, shuddering into each other’s skin until the water turned lukewarm.
Zach kissed my shoulder. His nose nuzzled into my neck every once in a while.
I didn’t want to leave. Didn’t want this moment to end.
His dick began softening inside me, and I wanted to cry, because there was something so pathetic about us.
Me, desperate to fight for my survival and refusing to admit I was falling for this man.
Him, finally finding happiness and rejecting it to appease his guilt.
Zach clasped my face, turning it to look at him. “Octi…”
I set my expression to neutral, even though my heart rioted in my chest.
I let him fuck me without a condom.
I let him come inside me.
I let him into my body, into my mind, into my soul.
Now the only space he hadn’t conquered was my heart—and he was fast-approaching it.
“I’m sorry I asked to fuck you without a condom. It was a scumbag move.” His eyes crinkled with regret. He was still inside me. “A terrible error in judgment. If something happens…” He swallowed. “I promise I—”