Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60234 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60234 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
His hands cup my tits, kneading them before he finds my aching nipples and pinches them so hard my pussy clenches.
I moan into his mouth as he kisses me like a man on a mission. I’m on the edge just from his mouth and hands on me. Another moan escapes and he breaks the kiss. Figures.
I sigh. “Conscience biting again?”
His blue eyes are full of indecision, and I prepare myself for disappointment, for blue lips or whatever the female equivalent of blue balls is.
“Get in the truck,” he growls as he opens the door and lifts me up to settle me on the passenger seat.
I’m confused but my body is ready to pop off. When Nova starts driving I know this ain’t happening now. We’re on the highway back to Angel Harbor before he finally speaks.
“Take off your pants.”
What? I stare at him like he’s lost his mind.
“Take. Them. Off.”
I don’t look away as I unsnap the button and tug on the zipper, shimmying out of my jeans—and boots—before tossing my thong at his face. “If this is a joke, I need you to know that I’ll finish myself off before those pants go back on.”
He smirks, fucking smirks like this is some joke.
“Okay.”
I spread my legs a little wider, finding my pussy soaked and throbbing, needing some dick. “Ah, fuck.”
The car jerks to one side before Nova slams on the brakes, turning to me like his whole body is on fire. His nostrils flare, his gaze bounces between my face and my pussy. “Stop.”
“Make me,” I pant and throw my head back as pleasure skitters over my skin. I hear his zipper, and my eyes fly open.
“Oh fuck,” I groan at the sight of him stroking his cock in long, angry strokes. “Nova,” I groan and reach for his cock.
He growls, snatching my wrist and pulling me over so I’m straddling him, my pussy dripping all over his hard cock.
“Oh, fuck yeah.” I slide back and forth until he’s coated in my juices. Need takes over, and I grip his cock, squeezing tight as I carefully line up our bodies and slide down the hard length of him.
“Fuck, Doc.” I let out a long, shuddering sigh when he’s buried deep inside.
“Maggie,” he growls, gripping my jaw and tugging me down until our lips meet. He’s hot as fuck, and the way he kisses me turns up my desire to a thousand.
I bounce on his dick like a pogo stick, and the more he tongue-fucks my mouth, the harder I ride. There’s not a lot of room in the truck, but I’m small enough so that my body fits in the cramped space, taking every inch of him deeper and deeper until I’m so full I can hardly breathe.
He keeps kissing me hard and deep, and I ride his cock exactly the same. I don’t care that we’re in the cab of a truck. I’m getting mine.
His hands leave my face and slide down my body, grabbing my ass and guiding me up and down so fast that my orgasm surprises me in both speed and intensity. The pleasure’s so real I’m getting lightheaded and start screaming out his name.
“Fuck, Doc! Nova! Fuck that pussy! Yes!”
He hits me so deep that another orgasm explodes out of me, and I grip him so tight it’s like I’ll never stop.
“Quiet, Maggie,” he grits out. His hands keep moving my hips up and down through round after round of aftershocks until I collapse onto him, smiling and giddy from the fuck session we just had.
A cop car flies by, and I hear the ghetto copter right above us, but I ignore it. My body is on fire, shaking with aftershocks. Another police car whizzes by, and then another, and another.
“Damn, I wonder what happened.”
Nova stiffens underneath me, and not the good kind of stiff. His hands grip my hips so tight it hurts.
“Nova,” I growl and attempt to remove his hands, but his grip tightens. “Nova, stop! Let me go!”
The sirens and the helicopter fade, and slowly, his grip loosens but he’s still not here in the truck with me. He’s somewhere else. If this was Demon, I’d know he was high, but whatever is haunting Nova is some serious shit.
“Nova, are you all right?” He doesn’t answer so, I ease off his cock and fall against the passenger seat with a grunt. “Say something, dammit.”
His eyes close, and his hands wrap around the steering wheel in a white-knuckle grip, and I’m starting to freak the fuck out. Sure, he seems like a nice guy, but he could snap and just leave my body here on the side of the road.
“Fine, don’t say anything. I don’t give a—”
“Shut the fuck up!” His eyes open, slightly wild and more than a little crazed, when he turns to me, gaze black and emotionless. “Just stop fucking talking, Maggie. You talk too much.”