Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81581 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81581 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
“You do realize you only figured out I exist a week ago. Now you’re ready to impregnate me and run off into the sunset. You don’t live in the real world.” This is why they call him Mad Max. “We’re just having fun.”
His blue eyes darken to a shade of navy as he tugs the upper string behind my neck. My top falls between us baring me to him. “I live in the world I create,” he tells me, his words fiery with need. “And in my world, it’s you and me.”
I bite on my bottom lip and regard the handsome man. Was this how it was with Vaughn in the beginning? I don’t remember him being this dedicated or consumed. Intense and possessive, yes. But never…sweet and passionate. Gray is just…different.
“We’re moving way too fast,” I try, though the fight is gone the moment he tugs my bikini bottoms to the side and slides the tip of his finger along my clit.
He leans forward to capture my breast between his teeth. His eyes lift to find mine. They’re blazing with emotions I want to peel back and discover. Truth is, I love the way he looks at me as though I’m the only thing in his life that matters. With his tongue darting across my flesh and his teeth biting into me, I’m overcome with need. He’s never looked hotter than he does in this moment, with his messy hair and wild eyes. His finger expertly strokes me to the point I’m practically dripping with desire.
“Oh, God…” I whimper.
He suckles away the pain from his bite and then breathes against me. “Tell me what I need to hear.”
I grip his hair and tilt my head back. The balcony is private considering it’s the penthouse suite, so I throw caution to the wind and let myself free.
“I’m yours,” I tell him as I rock against his finger that massages me only from the outside despite my need to have him on the inside.
“Tell me this is more than fun,” he growls, nipping at my skin. “Tell me this is our world and you want it just as much as I do.”
When he talks to me like this, I lose all sense of right and wrong. There is no reality with him.
“Yes,” I assure him, my body quivering with pleasure. “Our world.”
His finger speeds up its motion until I lose it. The world darkens around me as an explosive orgasm surges through me, obliterating every nerve ending in my body. I’m still shuddering when he pulls his hand from my bottoms to tug his cock from his trunks. Once it’s out and standing upright between us, he lifts my hips and once again pushes my bikini bottoms to the side. This time, he impales me with his cock. His strong hands on my hips control our rhythm. All I can do is latch my lips to his and enjoy the ride.
Our kiss is all consuming and powerful.
We kiss as though the other holds the key to our future and happiness.
I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t want what Gray is offering. I’m dying to let him suck me into his storm and never let go. When he owns me from the inside, the answer is always yes.
“That’s it, baby,” he groans against my mouth. “Take this thick cock because it belongs to you.”
Damn him and his crazy dirty talk that drives me wild.
Like the good girl I am, I ride him as if I own him. I use his cock to pull out the pleasure I crave and need. Arching my back, I position myself so he hits me against my G-spot. Zings of bliss pulsate through me.
“Beg me to come inside you, Violet. Fucking beg me to put a baby inside you,” he snarls, his teeth nipping at my breasts. “Beg me.”
His words are insane. A game of pretend. Apparently, I like these games.
“Yes,” I plead. “I want it. I want all of it.”
“You’re going to carry my kid in your sexy little stomach, aren’t you?” he demands.
“Mmmhmmm.”
“Say the words, Violet.”
“I want your baby.”
He nips at me again. “We’re going to be a family. Promise me.”
“Yes,” I whine as my body tightens with another impending orgasm. “I promise.”
The moment my climax shudders through me, he loses control. His bite on my breast feels as though he broke the skin, but I don’t even care because his heat surges inside of me carrying with it all of his promises.
I’m so fucked in the head by this man.
He’s going to tear my world apart. Deep down, I know this. I can feel it down to my toes.
And yet…
“Don’t break me,” I beg, my lips finding the shell of his ear. “Please don’t break me.”
He hugs me tight and growls his fierce proclamation that I want to believe so badly. “I won’t break you. Fucking never.”