Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 59422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 238(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 238(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
The whole mate thing made no sense, but I understood what a hard dick meant. Cody wanted me. Me!
I could use him. He was Tyler’s dad. There was nothing real here. We’d have today. Now. Then we’d be done. I’d no longer be a virgin, know what real sex was like.
It wasn’t complicated if I didn’t make it that way.
I’d have sex with Cody then move on. “I lied. I want this. Please,” I whispered, wanting to finally lose my virginity. He’d make it good. He’d make it naughty. I just never knew I wanted it like that.
He stopped sucking. Kept hold of my wrist but slipped my fingers from his mouth.
His heated gaze held mine. “Please, what, sugar?” His voice was deeper and rougher, like a thundering landslide.
“Please do what you said.”
“What did I say?”
I licked my lips, and I watched him watch. His eyes changed from blue to amber. They practically glowed.
“That you’d taste me from the source.” Then fuck me.
“Your sweet cunt.”
Goosebumps rose on my skin as I nodded and squirmed. I couldn’t rub my thighs together because he was straddling them.
“I ran away,” I admitted. “I lied about being wet.”
His eyes narrowed, studying me, seemingly adapting on the fly. “You’ve been a bad girl.”
I bit my lip because I’d never been called that before, especially not in this way. I nodded. “I know. You even had to tie me up. I can’t get away.”
Oh my God, what was I saying?
He shifted on the bed, reaching for the waistband of my leggings and slowly tugging them down, baring me to him one inch at a time. After flinging them onto the floor, he settled his broad shoulders between my thighs. He pushed up the short hem of my t-shirt, so my breasts were exposed. I looked down at him, his handsome face between my legs. “And you don’t want to. I’m going to eat your pussy, sugar. A real man’s going lick you clean, and then you’re going to cream all over again. I’ll make you come. And you’ll take it. Take whatever I give.”
All I could do was nod because yes, please.
“Anyone ever been here before?” he asked, his breath fanning over my heated skin.
I shook my head, barely breathing.
“Fuck,” he murmured. He closed his eyes briefly, then his mouth was on me.
“Oh shit!” I cried, my head falling back on the pillow.
His tongue. It licked, swiped, and learned every inch of my sensitive flesh. He found my clit and sucked, making my hips arch. His hands settled on my inner thighs, held them wide.
I’d never felt anything like it. Never imagined I’d be so open and exposed for someone. Hell, this was Mr. McIntire!
My hand, the one with the bound wrist, went to his hair. Tugged, then pushed him into me because it felt so good. Like little flicks of fire. Licks of… oh my God.
When I felt a finger circle my entrance, I clenched and came. And screamed. And thrashed. And gushed all over his face.
“Cody!” I cried.
Against my pussy, I felt his growl. Felt his need. He didn’t let up, instead he did the opposite. One finger slid into me and curled to–
“CODY!” I yelled. It was a good thing we were in the woods. Neighbors would call the police with how loud I was. God, the police. My dad.
“Another,” Cody murmured as he kept rubbing some amazing spot inside me. Thoughts of my father… of anything, fled.
I rocked my hips into his face trying to keep the delicious feeling going and going and– “There. There. There.”
Instead of continuing, he eased up. I lifted my head and looked to him. “Why… why did you–”
His beard was coated, coated, in me. His lips practically glistened. “I’m in charge of this pussy, sugar. It’s mine. All mine.”
“Okay, fine. Your pussy, just make me come,” I snapped, very cranky for him to continue. We were playing sex games. The whole capture thing. The bad girl. The whole possessiveness streak. I’d play along if it got me an orgasm.
He lowered his head and returned to his task. It didn’t take long, he was that good. I came again, then once more, on a whimper. Then I lost count.
“Such a naughty virgin,” he murmured, as I passed out from pleasure.
7
CODY
“Am I still on drugs?” Riley murmured, her eyelids fluttering open. I’d just given her more orgasms than she could take, and her body was limp and heavy with the pleasure of it.
My cock throbbed with need, but I wasn’t about to pull it out. Not with a virgin half my age. Especially not with one I drugged and tied to the bedframe in my cabin. Not with my mate before she was ready, no matter what she said or how her body creamed for me.
“No, sugar. You’re in orgasmic bliss.” I untied her wrist, kissing the chafed skin, feeling guilty as hell for disrespecting my mate that way. She wasn’t running now, that was for-fucking-sure, but she didn’t need reddened and sore skin as a reminder. What we’d done hadn’t been real punishment, and the only part of her that’d be reddened and sore was her ass.