Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 74450 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74450 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 372(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Reticence.
Silence.
Escape.
She wanted to yell at him, tell him to stop. She wanted to grab him and sit his ass down, but her soul said, “Shhh… don’t talk to him. Don’t touch him. Just love him.”
He’s lost in the cornfield. He’s panicking.
At last, he was silent once again. A look of defeat washed over him. Glossy ice blue eyes met hers, and she died a little inside.
Broken wings.
Falling white feathers landing at her feet.
Tall green vases with white plumes.
Bruising purple kisses all over her body.
“Caspian, what can I do to help you?” She reached up to touch his beard then bringing his face down to look directly at her.
She saw horrible wickedness. She saw love abound. She saw Caspian in a million shades of purple.
“I trusted someone that I shouldn’t have. That’s all I can offer you. That’s all I can say.”
“Why are you here then, Caspian, if you don’t want to talk to me? Do you just want me to stand here and watch you hurt and self-destruct?”
“No, but you can watch me fuck you…” He didn’t ask. It was a demand. A prediction of the near future.
Strong, muscular arms wrapped around her, stealing her breath, hauling her to the bedroom, taking out the light and dragging her sanctuary into his hollow of darkness. She soon felt his tender kiss crowning the top of her head before he tore off his clothing. Madness colored his movements, exposing the need to be fully exposed. Her eyes moistened at the sight of her engagement ring glinting in the dimness. Her body relaxed then, yielding to his touch. He grabbed her from behind, slipping her out of her green satin robe and gown.
The smooth emerald bedsheets caressed her body like silky snakes on the prowl, then fell to a heap on the floor as they shed their skin. His hard naked body pressed against her soft form as his favorite song rang through the speakers—‘Tell Me,’ by Sabrina Claudio, the acoustic version. It always had to be the acoustic version…
He wouldn’t speak. His voice was buried beneath chopped-up words that cut like razorblades—the utterances of someone else. She simply held onto him, purple paint and ink on her fingertips, papers lying about, canvases on easels and paint brushes stiff with dried paint. Someone he loved and trusted had hurt him, and that was all he allowed her to see before disappearing into the cornfield.
The warmth of his mouth heated her pussy as his lips trailed her pelvis, then landed a kiss against her lower lips. Snatching the sheets in her grip, she undulated to the movement of his mouth against her body. Caspian clutched her legs, keeping them spread and steady as he devoured her. His licks were pressured, measured, and demanding. A dull pain spread along her inner thighs from the pushing and prodding of his fingertips as he stretched her pussy wide open. He paused only to deliver a gentle kiss against her clit before circling it with his hot mouth and sucking hard.
Her budding orgasm turned into a hellacious inferno within seconds. She found herself wiggling, falling against the sheets, uttering things that made no sense while he ate from her as if she were the only sustenance he’d had in weeks.
“OH, GOD!” She flailed against him until all she could do was surrender. Before the last note of her orgasmic song was sung, he climbed up her body and thrust inside her. Every thick, long inch.
Dragging her nails along his back, she relished how he pinned himself to her, taking her breath away. Free Nationals & Chronixx’s ‘Eternal Light’ provided the soundtrack to their raw lovemaking. He offered her a sliver of kindness in the form of a kiss on the lips. His thrusts slowed as he glided his tongue inside her mouth. He nestled his face against her cheek, his hard pants and breathing loud in her ear… his lunges becoming more and more demanding.
“I need you, Azure. God knows I need you so badly!” He bucked hard, coming inside her with a deep, guttural groan, then fell on top of her. Dead weight, covering her like a cement blanket. He was hot and cold. A fortress and a tomb. She felt him shudder and shake, spasms from his climax which wasn’t yet ready to release him from its grip. Running her fingers through his hair, she kissed his cheek and rotated her hips as his semi-soft dick rested inside her.
He moved to her rhythm, pumping slow and easy, until he was hard once again. They caressed one another as he fucked her nice and gentle. His lips curved in a sexy smile, giving her butterflies, and then it faded, his eyes brimming with moisture. Tears fell upon her breasts as he rocked slowly in and out of her. All he could not say was written all over his face right at that moment.