Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 100225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 501(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100225 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 501(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Absolutely anything.
Chapter 27
Thea
“Oh, God…” Thea whimpers.
There’s a television on in the room. She turned it on to hide the fact we’re fucking. I wanted to tell her that Breaker already knows what I’m doing in her room, but it seems important to her, so I let it go. I’m regretting it, though. I want to hear her—hear every gasp, moan, and scream of my name as I’m pounding into her. I’m just thankful she didn’t turn me away to go home with only my hand and her memory.
I’m going to have to solve my housing problem soon. There’s no way my woman will want to live at the club with me—not being who she is. Plus, she’s right. A hotel room isn’t going to cut it as a place to live. I want Thea with me every fucking night. That has to happen soon.
Right now, I have her pinned against the mattress, legs wrapped around me, her nails biting into my back, and her pussy clamped so tight on my dick that it’s heaven and hell. Heaven is self-explanatory, but it’s also hell because of the way she’s milking me. It’s making me lose my mind. I know I’m not going to last much longer.
“Give it to me, Gorgeous. Let me hear you,” I beg and fuck, it is begging. She’s spectacular.
“Don’t stop, Dom. You feel so good inside me, honey,” she praises, her voice breathless and full of pleasure. I close my eyes at the headiness of it. I reach down, pressing my hand against the back of her thigh, using it to lift her leg higher. We both groan as my dick scrapes against her walls, going impossibility deeper with the new angle. We stare at one another as I pick up my pace, thrusting in and out of her body with a hunger I’ve never felt before in my life.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Thea. You make me ache. It has never felt like this with anyone else,” I confess. “You’re everything. Every. Fucking. Thing.”
“Dom,” she gasps. Her eyes look as if they’re glowing. They’re so full of emotion that it washes over me. What’s happening now between us goes deeper than sex. This soothes something inside of me I didn’t even know was there. There’s a part of me that just keeps repeating over and over that she took up for me in the face of my own father. She’s here with me. She cares…for me. I feel the need to give her everything I am. Fuck, for the first time ever, I want to give her all of me. The worry I’ve always had about betrayal is not there with Thea. It’s gone. I trust this woman completely.
Bending down, I slide my tongue against her nipple, which is peaked and taut with hunger. My woman’s body quivers around me, and I lift up to grin at her. Her teeth are worrying her bottom lip and as she bites down, I can feel my balls tighten. Maybe one of these days I can last all night with my woman—or at least until I get her off three times to my one. Tonight is not going to be that night. I go back to her tit and suck it into my mouth—not just the nipple, but as much as I can. I let her see just how hungry I am for her. I suck hard, knowing it will probably leave a mark on her breast, but I want that. Fuck, I want her marked as mine everywhere on her body. Hell, I want her to mark me… I shift my weight to one hand and move the other between us. I find her clit and work it with my fingers as my dick continues to tunnel in and out of her tight pussy.
“Come for me, sweetheart. Come all over my dick,” I groan, trying to hold back my own climax.
I feel her body shuddering in response. Her inner walls are grasping my cock so tightly that I can’t breathe. I’m going to blow. I resent the fact that I have a damn glove on. I don’t want anything stopping me from filling Thea with my cum. That’s on the top of my list. I’m going in the morning for a damn test. I’m not worried, I never fail to glove up. I’ve never wanted to go bareback before. I haven’t wanted kids. With Thea, everything is different. She’s on the pill, but if something happens and she gets pregnant, I don’t give a damn. She’d be a great mom. Not to mention the fact that just thinking about her pregnant makes my dick harder, and I didn’t think that was possible. In response, my strokes get harder. I’m pounding into her body now as if my life depended on it. Hell, maybe it does. This woman is in my blood. It feels as if she’s the reason my heart fucking beats.