Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83760 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
“No?” My voice stays surprisingly calm, yet my hands tingle with the need to shake her, jerk her down by the hair, so I can shove my cock in her mouth and gag her into submission. I do not need this today.
“I’m not going to say it again, Alexandrea.” My hands tighten as she starts to pant.
“Is this all a game to you? People hate you, Brett. Do you even care? Did you even lock the door? Because we are going to get caught and—”
This time, I do shake her, and her head falls back.
“We’re gonna get caught by you screaming.” My mouth slams down on hers, and I unleash myself.
She gasps and tries to break away, but my hand snakes up to hold her still, my tongue thrusting in to twist with hers only to have her bite down on mine.
“The fuck?” I lift my face.
Her eyes widen as if she can’t believe she just did that. The metallic taste of copper confirms it. Slowly my lips spread into a smile.
“Brett…You forced me to. I needed your attention—”
“Oh, my love, you have it.”
All bets are off now. She just fucking upped the stakes, and I’m done. I shove her against the door. Her nails dig into the wood. Unzipping my jeans, I take out my cock.
“Lock it,” I demand.
Her eyes do battle with mine as her hand feels its way over to turn the bolt.
“Now, kneel,” I command, my own breathing turning harsh I’m so wound up. I swear to God, if she tests me… Blinking, she sinks to her knees, and if I wasn’t vibrating with rage, I’d fucking praise her.
As it is, I grab the back of her hair. “Breathe through your nose.” Holding my cock, I thrust her head onto it. She instantly gags, and I pull her head back to look at her. Saliva’s already dripping from her lips. “Who owns you?” I growl, impaling her mouth again.
She reaches up to hold me. In and out, I deep throat her, the pressure building, my head swimming. While she sucks, I sense her trying to relax her throat to take more of me. My balls tighten.
“Who, Alexandrea?” I hiss, jerking her head off me with a loud pop.
She stares up at me, her green eyes shiny but full of battle.
“That’s it, baby, you fight it. Let’s see who’s gonna win?” I pull her up by the hair, and she groans in pain and pleasure.
“We can do this the easy way, or the hard way, Alex.” With my lips inches from hers, she stays quiet, her scent making my nostrils flare.
“Fine.” I spin her around till she braces herself on the wood door. “You don’t come until you tell me who owns you. Understand, my love?”
Again, she stays silent, save for her excited pants as I kick her legs open. My one hand moves the wet string of her panties to the side as my other holds her flowy dress in a fist. I thrust into her so hard, we both groan in pleasure.
“Jesus Christ, you’re fucking wet. Look at you fight me, but your body needs my cock, doesn’t it?” I murmur as I fuck her hard against the door. “Doesn’t it?”
Her underwear snaps off and my hand drifts to the back of her neck. I push in and out, each time going deeper.
“Say it,” I demand, feeling her pussy grab my dick like it doesn’t want to ever let go.
Moaning loudly, she bites down on her lip so hard, I’m sure she’s tasting her own blood.
“Alex?”
“Brett…” she cries out as I slam in again, this time hitting her G-spot. I’m in so deep that her cunt’s starting to pulse already.
When I pull out, she screams, and I turn her around.
“Say it. Tell me what we both know, and I’ll let you come.” Her eyes fill with frustrated tears, and I take her lips in a rough kiss. Lifting her, I relish the way her legs wrap around my waist as my cock easily slides into her slick, hot pussy, and I rut into her.
Back and forth, I fuck her against the door. “Say it.”
“I hate you,” she sobs out, nails digging into my neck.
I smile triumphantly into her mouth. “That’s it, Baby Girl. Hate me as you come on my cock.”
“I do, I hate you,” she snarls, then kisses me. Or tongues battle, touch, taste until her cunt clenches and pulses.
She pulls back, eyes boring into mine. Time ceases, and nothing but our own need takes over. Her eyes change as she submits. For a split second, I truly do own her, body and soul, and she owns me.
Undone.
It’s all I can think of as my seed pulses deep inside her. She’s not just the best fuck I’ve ever had, she is my rush. Things like jumping out of a plane seem dull compared to owning her cunt and mouth.