Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 117249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 586(@200wpm)___ 469(@250wpm)___ 391(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 117249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 586(@200wpm)___ 469(@250wpm)___ 391(@300wpm)
“If I had it my way, she’d be wearing it right now. But seeing as Jewls already announced she’s spending the night, it’s not happening.”
“You could always wait until Christmas. I hear chicks go nuts for Christmas proposals,” Ford suggests.
“Too cliché. I’m not waiting almost three weeks.”
“Just saying, you could kill two birds with one stone. The ring could double as her present.”
“Ford, for a guy so loaded, you’re one cheap motherfucker.” Major lays him out.
For the first time all day, I crack a smile.
The clacking of heels on tile pulls my awareness down the hallway, and my smile dies.
Talon whistles again, this time a low-pitched siren.
I barely give Jewls a glimpse, my gaze zeroing in on the vision strolling my way.
Her hair is sleek and straight, hanging over her bare shoulders. The blue hue of her eyes is glistening under heavier than usual make-up. Tiny sparkles glitter on her exposed skin. The black and silver dress hugs her body with a deep slit down the front that crisscrosses at her tits. That’s as far as I get.
My arm reaches back, someone taking the ring as my bottle hits the counter.
Harley’s eyes go wide, and she stops mid-stride, throwing her hand up. “No, no, no… stay back. I worked all day on this!”
Her words do nothing to stop me from stalking to her. She backtracks, but I’m already on her. She squeals as she goes over my shoulder, beating on my back. “Put me down!”
“Nope.”
“Achilles…” Her voice is drowned out by Jewls’ yell.
“I’m opening a bottle of wine. Try not to wreck her too much.”
We hit my room, my foot kicking the door shut and jostling her so she has no choice but to wrap her legs around my waist. I slide a hand to the back of her neck and slam my mouth to hers.
She whimpers down my throat as the taste of mint and peaches coats my taste buds. I hum in appreciation, slanting her head for better access. Her tongue tangles with mine, meeting me stroke for stroke, driving me insane.
Her fingers dig into my scalp, her thighs tighten, and she rotates her hips, coming into contact with my throbbing cock. Her scent, her taste, and the feel of her body pressed close ignite my sense of possession and send it into overdrive.
I slide my hand under her dress and along her ass, my fingers slipping inside her panties.
I tear my mouth away, growling against her lips. “Fuck, Harley. I need you now.”
Without a word, she reaches under the dress, and the silky material releases, giving me full access. “They clip at the sides so you have easy access.”
“You have a split second to make a choice. Here or the bed?”
Her mouth splits into a provocative smile. “Here.”
I make quick work of my belt, button, and zipper, freeing my cock and stroking it along her slit. Somehow, I find the will to hold back, knowing she needs to be ready. My piercing rubs back and forth, grazing over her clit until her breath hitches and her gaze grows hazy.
She traces the outline of my lips with her tongue, swiveling slowly with my movements. “What are you waiting for?”
“Getting you ready, baby.”
The haze clears and her eyes light up. She slants up and then drives down, taking my dick all the way. Her body shudders in response.
“Jesus, fuck, are you okay?”
“Oh, God, yes.” She rocks into me.
That’s all it takes for my will to snap. I back her into the wall and ram up hard. Her muscles contract, and she moans, dropping her head back. “Please…”
“Please what, baby? What do you want?”
“You. Harder. More.”
Fire scorches inside as I hammer into her over and over. With each stroke, her pussy clenches tighter until sweat rolls down my back.
“Don’t stop. Feels too good.” Her voice is hoarse and dripping with need.
Fiery sensations pulse along my cock as the piercing scrapes along her soft flesh. “Your pussy’s pulling me deeper, baby. Can you take more?”
She lifts her head, bringing her eyes back to mine, and my cock threatens to explode.
I pound harder, the sounds of us filling the room. Her lips part as her breath comes in shallow gasps and she grinds down, her fingernails digging into my scalp.
“Achilles, so close.”
“Come for me.”
“I want you.”
“You’ll get me on the next one.” I grip her hip, rotating slightly, and slam up.
She lets out a small cry, dropping her head to my shoulder and moaning into my neck. My cock swells at the flood of wetness making her slicker.
The walls of her pussy contract and release as she chants my name, flying apart.
“My dick is fucking ready to blow.” I shift, slowing for her to adjust to me at this angle.
“Oh, shit. The tip of your… the ball…” she can’t finish, her breath shallowing out.