Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27524 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27524 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
A riot starts in the center of my chest, my pulse galloping in my limbs. This man gets me. He’s right about me trusting him, too. I don’t know how it happened so fast. Maybe it’s the way he proved how fast he could listen and adapt to my needs. Or maybe it’s what he’s been through. Whatever the cause, my heart knows it’s right. “Who says I won’t let you trap me?” Relaxing my throat, I slide my lips halfway down his length, choking despite my preparation. It’s worth the discomfort, though, when his lower half jerks off the bed, his giant hands ripping at the sheets. With a lick at the milky substance beading on his tip, I murmur, “Would you like to use your big body to hold down my smaller one?”
“Yes,” he pushes out between clenched teeth. “Yes, princess. Please.”
I give him a final hard suck, taking as much of him as possible, before using his thighs to climb to my feet. “Let’s see how bad you want it.”
Carver watches with lust-crazed eyes as I walk past him, snapping my hips side to side, reveling over the feel of his hot gaze on my backside. I move two of the hospital beds across the floor until there’s a total of three lying side to side. We now have a king-sized bed’s worth of space—still not enough for Carver, but better than a single bed by a mile. I circle back around to him and stand between his outstretched legs, stripping off my shirt and scratching my nails along his brawny shoulders. “Show me how you’d take me,” I whisper against his mouth. “I want to stand here and see how it’ll look first.”
His eyes are glazed and fastened on my breasts. Those heavy lids droop even more at my request and he wets his lips. “You want to watch me rut like an animal?”
“Yes,” I breathe, my body flushing from head to toe. “And then I want you to rut your little princess like one.”
With his pupils dilated he appears almost hypnotized by me, but he takes one final longing glance at my bare breasts and turns over on the bed, lying on his stomach. His knees plant on the mattress, lifting his hips to accommodate the enormous flesh between his thighs. His corded forearms support his upper half, the position sending muscles roaming across his back. And then he starts to fuck the bed, treating me to the most spectacular view of the century. A view of his flexing ass and thighs. His damaged back ripples with every movement, grunts tearing from his throat.
“Oh. Oh my goodness,” I breathe, my fingers sneaking down the front of my shorts to graze my underwear before slipping inside. “Carver, don’t stop. You’re…so hot.”
His movements grow uneven at my words, but then he keeps going, his hips pumping against the bed harder than before. Is this incredible man really indulging my every thought and fantasy? Yes. And looking incredible while doing it. The harder he humps the mattress, the more his thighs slide apart, showing off his tight pair of ruddy balls, the up and back swing of them as he punches his hips forward.
“Lainey,” he growls, looking back at me over his shoulder. “I hear your fingers slipping through your pretty cunt. It’s making me hurt.”
“You want it for yourself?”
“Yes. Yes.” Coming to a kneel on the bed, I reach between his legs to cup his heavy testicles, whimpering when he grinds down, trapping my hand between him and the mattress, fucking it with harsh pants. “Give me that taunting pussy. It has been bad. Very bad. Give it. Going to suck your little nipples while I fuck your hole again and again and again. It’s mine.”
I’m burning up with an incurable fever, slickness sliding down the insides of my thighs. My breasts are full and aching, and I need, I need. Is that desperate, whining sound coming from me? “Yes, I’m yours,” I say in a rush. “You can have me now—”
“Mine.” Like a predator who has been waiting for the right moment to capture his prey, Carver’s muscled arm shoots out, taking hold of me and dragging my body beneath his sweating, male bulk. My power is stripped immediately. Anyone’s would be with this man above them, his obsession radiating from every inch of his body. His erection juts out, crude and pulsing between us….and my thighs spread of their own volition. I’m claimed. I’ve already been claimed by this man, I trust him and I’m his source of release.
My shorts are ripped straight down the middle with a slash of his hand, my panties meeting the same fate. Teeth bared, shoulders flexed, he doesn’t even need to guide himself to my entrance. One savage drive of his hips and he’s buried to the root, his mouth swooping down to swallow my startled scream. Then down to my nipples to suck each of them with hollow cheeks before returning to my mouth. My feminine flesh begins to spasm in reaction to his invasion, my hand slapping at his face and shoulders without being commanded by my brain.