Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96978 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96978 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 485(@200wpm)___ 388(@250wpm)___ 323(@300wpm)
“Get out.” I snarl, grabbing a towel to toss at her as she covers herself still in the tub.
“You maniac,” she cries out as she stands, the towel now soaking wet, and if I wasn’t livid, I’d laugh. Jesus Christ, she’s acting like I’m the first man to see her naked.
“The fuck is wrong with you?” I stare at her. Her hair that is pinned up on top of her head is falling, framing her face and neck in wet ringlets. Her cheeks are flushed, and her lips are deep red from the hot bath. That, or due to her horror that I’m standing here. Which of course, makes my cock jump in excitement.
“I’m naked,” she shrieks as her golden eyes lock with mine, and for a second, I almost give her some privacy, since I did not come here to fuck. But the way she looks, acting like she hasn’t had a hard cock in months, maybe even years…
“How long has it been?” My lips twitch as I watch her try and get out of the tub, still clutching the wet towel that’s now affording me an unobstructed view of her waxed pussy.
“I don’t have to answer to you… you…lunatic.” She screams right as she slips on the tile, making her drop the towel to steady herself.
“Get out,” she screams over Billie as she grabs a glass bottle and throws it. Unfortunately for her, she has a shit arm because all it does is explode to the right of me.
And that’s it.
“Wait.” She holds up her hands as I grab her arms and jerk her to my chest.
“That’s the last time you throw anything at me again, princess.” My head and dick are now throbbing as the blood pounds through me.
“Oh my God, I’ll have you arrested.” She tries to jerk away as I push her back against the Spanish-tiled wall, her hands reaching out to slap at my chest, nails digging into my forearm as I reach for the back of her neck.
“That’s it, Courtney, fight me,” My fingers tighten on her hair painfully. Her breath coming in short, excited pants.
Jesus, she likes it rough, interesting…
I push her harder into the wall, so hard she gasps as I pull her head so I can bite the side of her neck, then suck and lick it.
“Come on, baby, show me what you got.” Our eyes lock onto each other’s.
“I. Hate. You.” She breathes out and I steal each breath, each word, before I slam my mouth down on hers.
Claiming.
Branding.
Owning.
Courtney might be drama, but my cock has never wanted to fuck more.
She tastes like sweet berries, and I deepen the kiss as she groans angrily in my mouth. It’s rough, frantic, our tongues twisting, battling.
“Christ,” I pull back slightly, the sting of her biting my bottom lip barely registering as I jerk her hair tighter.
“You bite.” It’s not a question, as her eyes lock onto mine. She’s magnificent, her body wet, her breath rough, her full tits and hard nipples almost begging me for attention. I reach and twist her nipple as she gasps and digs her nails in my forearms.
“You’re bleeding,” she pants.
“That’s what happens when someone bites and claws.” Tasting the slight metallic taste of blood. Her eyes narrow as I jerk her head back as she whimpers in my mouth.
“Now say you’re sorry.” My voice is like a caress as her eyes widen.
“Never,” she hisses, trying to arch up to bite again. I smile as my mouth hovers on hers.
“So angry. You need to be fucked, princess, hard.” My hand moves from her hair to wrap around her neck as my other reaches for the button on my jeans.
“Fuck. You.” She spits out as I jerk my jeans down enough to free my cock. Her eyes widen as I start to stroke myself, my other hand tightening on her neck.
“Filthy mouth, on such a pretty face.” I grin, my balls already tight, and hard. “Apologize,” I demand.
She swallows and adrenaline pumps through me. I like having her at my mercy, my eyes watching her every emotion on her face. Breath play isn’t really my thing, but with her… Yeah, with her, she needs to learn I don’t play games.
Trust. It’s what makes any relationship work. She can hate me, but after today, she goddamn will trust me.
“We can do this the easy way or the hard way, doesn’t matter to me. All this does is make my cock harder, darlin’.” I grunt into her mouth, kissing her lips as I let go of my dick because this is a battle of will, and I never lose. Kicking open her legs, I shove two fingers in her hot, slick core, her eyes fluttering back in her head.
“Mmm, you’re fucking wet.” I smile, as her face pinkens a deeper hue and I kiss the side of her puffy lips, her chest rising and falling as she tries to battle the terror of not having enough air, and her body’s need to come as my fingers go in and out.