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)
“You’re okay, Courtney.” Ammo’s hand goes to my chin, lifting it to look in my eyes.
“I can’t.” My breathing is now coming in short, fast gasps as he spins me around and I hear poor Alberto gasp as Ammo’s fingers rip open the back of my corset.
“There, breathe.” Then he points at all of the horrified faces. “Leave.”
“But…Ammo, she’s the first performer, we need…” Alberto’s eyes widen as he nods and lays down the gown. I guess I’ll not only be performing in it, but wearing that new one the rest of the night since Ammo just destroyed the corset.
“Ten minutes,” he growls. They all rush out, and before the door is shut, he’s pushing me against the wall.
“Take your panties off.” He snarls as my hands shake trying to bring the massive layers of chiffon up.
I must not be fast enough because his hand pushes mine aside, then rips my panties off and tosses the tiny string to the floor.
“Jesus, Ammo,” I gasp out as he grabs ahold of my hands, placing them on top of my head. His mouth hovering right at my lips.
“I want you to smell like us fucking when you take the stage,” he states. I blink up at his face. Holy Mother of God, he’s not playing. His blue eyes are almost black as he lets go of my hands and I scramble to hold the bottom of the massive amount of chiffon up. As I watch him, barely breathing, he unbuttons his slacks and takes out his giant, velvety cock that looks alive and angry.
Goosebumps pebble my skin as my nipples harden and hurt, they’re so aroused.
“Look at you, panting like a little slut. Let’s see if that cunt is all creamed up, ready for me to fuck it.” He’s so filthy, I should be horrified, but he’s right. I am wet and aching, God, I think I might be shaking.
“I know you want me.” He grunts into me, rubbing his hard cock on my wet pussy as I moan loud, not that I care at this point. I just need him inside me.
“Yeah, that’s my girl,” he praises, and everything but him has faded into the background. And all I can think of is how I want him to fuck me, ruin me…why doesn’t he touch me?
“You want my cock inside you, don’t you?”
“Yes.” I almost scream as I feel my hands tighten, and the gauzy chiffon splitting.
Ammo smiles and jerks the rest of what was the ornate corset off me, tossing it to the floor just as my back hits the cool wall.
“Don’t worry, darlin’, I’ll get you there,” he says into my glossed-up lips, grabbing the back of my right leg, and in one fast thrust he’s inside me.
I hiss as he slams into me again, and again.
“So wet and tight.” He ruts into me, fucking me hard up against the wall. My hands drop the fabric to grab ahold of his neck as he spreads my leg wider, and I’m gone.
Climbing as the pleasure builds with each thrust, I think I’m screaming, or maybe just chanting words. All I know is that he’s inside me and I’m getting ready to come.
“Fuck.” He growls into my mouth and bites down on my bottom lip.
“Ammo…Marshall, I’m gonna come,” I cry out as my pussy starts to pulse and latch onto his dick. My head falls back with a thud as he grunts out.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby, squeeze my cock.” His mouth goes to my neck as he bites and sucks on it, and I go over, as my body clenches and I scream out, never wanting this to end.
“Who owns you?” His grunts in my ear, as his hands tighten on me and I’m beyond caring because I’m spiraling, floating, holy God, this might be one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had.
“You. You own me,” I say, my voice not even wavering, because he does, somehow Ammo has become my everything.
“That’s right.” He pants. “Mine, you’re mine. Now, I’m gonna fill this cunt up.” He does one more thrust, and all I can do is hold on as he comes. It’s violent, rough, as if his dick is in sync with his mood.
“Ammo…” I can’t stop smiling, as he rests his forehead on mine, our breathing harsh and sweet, and I almost say the words.
“On in thirty minutes, Ms. Falcon” A loud knock on the door interrupts me as my brain is jolted back to reality. Holy shit, I was just about to tell Ammo I love him?
“Oh my God.” I scream as he pulls out, and instantly his seed leaks out of me, sliding down the inside of my thighs.
“Courtney. You have to let us in. For fuck’s sake, you’re on soon,” Rachel shrieks, sounding genuinely frantic.
It’s like a bucket of ice water has just been thrown on me.