Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 81947 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81947 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
“It doesn’t mean anything.”
I pushed both of my fingers inside of her. “It means everything.”
Her inner walls clenched and resisted.
She was so goddamn tight.
I frowned. “When was the last time you had a cock inside this tight pussy?”
Using my free hand, I raised my arm high before swiftly lowering it over her bare ass, smacking it with the flat of my hand.
Her back arched as she screamed.
As a perfect handprint blossomed on her perfect skin, I said, “I’ll ask again. When was the last time you had a cock inside of you?”
Still defiant, she glared at me over her shoulder. “I don’t need a cock. I have a vibrator.”
Fuck, she was a treasure.
I loved a woman with a fighting spirit. They were such a rare find.
After lowering my zipper, I pulled out my cock, pumping it with my fist, I warned, “We’ll see about that.”
Grasping her hip, I positioned myself behind her.
She bucked. “No!”
I spanked her ass again. “Don’t lie to me. I know you want this just as much as I do.”
She breathed heavily as her big, emerald eyes looked at me over her shoulder. “Not without a condom!”
Never in my life had I fucked a woman without a condom. I even carried one in my wallet like any responsible, considerate lover.
A demon rose inside of my chest. There was something unholy about this experience.
Maybe it was the violence that bound us.
Or the way she dared to disobey me.
Or that we only had right now.
But I would not dull the ferocious need pounding in my blood by separating us with a piece of fucking rubber.
Whether I saw God or the devil tonight, the moment I thrust into her cunt, it would be flesh to flesh.
“You’ve had enough rubber inside this pussy.”
Fuck her dildos.
A woman like this was built for a man’s cock.
Twisting her hair into my fist until her back arched, I anchored her hips with my free hand and thrust forward.
CHAPTER 11
VIVIAN
Burning white fiery flames licked over my body.
My mouth opened on a low, keening moan as his cock pierced me.
My inner muscles contracted painfully as I struggled to accept his shaft. I hadn’t had a boyfriend in over three years and was not the type to enjoy one-night stands.
This was an absolute first for me.
Holy shit.
I didn’t even know the Russian’s name!
He yanked on my hair as he leaned over me.
The heat of his skin warmed mine.
“You feel that, beautiful? You feel me inside of you?”
How could I not? The man was tearing me in two.
His open mouth ran along the edge of my jaw before he kissed my neck, sending sparks of awareness up my spine. “I’m going to fuck you like an animal until you scream for mercy.”
Oh, God!
My body jerked forward against the sofa cushions as he pounded into me even more fiercely.
Everything about this was raw and primal.
I could feel everything about his cock.
The thick girth, the warmth, the hard ridge of his head.
Everything.
It was so much more intimate and intrusive than fucking a man with a condom on.
The heat of it.
The contact of flesh to flesh instead of smooth, impersonal rubber.
He shifted his hand from my hip to my breast, ruthlessly pinching my nipple.
It almost sent me over the edge.
My fingernails dug into the sofa cushions as this time I cried out.
My knees opened wider as I pushed my hips against him. I didn’t want to; it was as if my body were responding to his primal claiming.
Then it happened.
Something that had never happened before with a man. Ever.
He hit my G-spot. And not once by accident. But steady, rhythmic pressure.
As if he knew he’d hit it.
Lightning sparks ignited behind my eyelids as an intense glow fired from within me.
This was happening!
Holy shit.
Usually I’d only come from oral sex or my vibrator, but now… Oh, God!
“That’s it, krasivaya. Come on my cock.”
He thrust harder, bruising my pelvic bone, taking complete control over my body.
If it wasn’t so pleasurable it would be sadistic.
I desperately wanted to deny him. To resist. To refuse to give him the satisfaction.
As if reading my mind, like the demon he was, he bit my earlobe. “I’ll fuck this tight pussy raw until you do. Don’t try to deny me.”
My inner thighs clenched. Fuck. The man was a master at the totally inappropriate dirty talk.
He moved his hand from my breast to between my thighs.
Oh, no!
As he rubbed two fingers over my clit in slow, deliberate circles… I came undone.
I threw my head back with a cry as the most intense orgasm of my life washed over me. If it wasn’t for the pleasurable pain, I would have blacked out from it.
Even so, my vision blurred as my breathing stopped.
I gripped the sofa so hard, I was sure I broke a nail as my hips bucked and twitched under him.