Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85569 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85569 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
I was going crazy, my mouth was begging for release. I couldn’t even keep my eyes open. Nothing mattered besides what he was doing to me.
The intensity of my need for me scared me.
Obviously, it must have been minutes, but it seemed like hours later, he allowed me to come. The orgasm spread through my body like exquisite waves, triggering nerves that tingled and jerked into life. By the time the highest point was reached, I couldn’t even remember my name.
All I could do was tremble and twist as helplessly as a cut snake.
When I was able to bring myself to my senses he was kissing and nibbling my ear softly. When I turned to look into his gorgeous eyes I knew I still wanted more. That it would probably never be enough. I was addicted to him. His cock was so rock hard and I couldn’t help grinding my ass against it. He still had his hand covering my entire sex, stroking lightly, soothing, inciting. He was a fucking dream.
“I need you,” I panted, my hand reaching back to grab his bulge through his pants.
“I don’t have any condoms on me,” he said. “We should stop here.”
“Do you want to stop here?” I asked.
“Hell no. I was pretending to be a gentleman.”
“I don’t need no gentleman. I want that beast I met in Stormy City, but this time I want to feel every inch of the beast. But this time I don’t want even the thinnest layer of rubber between us.”
And I wasn’t lying. I wanted to feel the way I felt when he filled me up and pounded into me that night; it was unforgettable. I had dreamt about it on many nights and I couldn’t go one more day, hour, or even minute without that feeling.
I needed to feel owned. I needed to feel filled with his enormous cock. My clit was quivering and pulsing with hunger and need.
I turned around then wrapped my arms around him and rubbed against him restlessly.
His hands instantly went to the buckle of his pants to undo his belt and in no time, he was sliding his pants down and pulling his huge steely-hard cock out of his briefs.
Chapter 38
Montana
We had to leave. And quickly.
He had to find Anya and I had to return to my duties, but I didn’t want to leave. I never wanted to let go. As the throes of pleasure ebbed away, I began to notice things I had not until now. First, I registered the delicious warmth of the sun shining down on us. And I started to hear sounds. They were some distance away, but the voices were approaching.
I looked up to him then.
“It's time to head back,” he said.
He found my jeans and opened them up at my feet for me. It was a caring and endearing gesture. After pulling them up, I allowed him to button me up. I watched him the entire time. His eyelashes were so long and lush I wanted to touch them, but that would be too affectionate. He looked up and smiled at me, and my poor little heart skipped several beats.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Do I reek of sex?” I asked anxiously.
He grinned. “Yeah, but it suits you.”
I frowned. “That was not what I wanted to hear.”
“Don’t sweat it, Montana. Claim it. It’s nobody’s business but ours.”
We started to head out when I heard a knock on the door. My heart lurched. What if that was my dad? I was too jittery. I felt like a criminal, and the anxiety felt like it was corroding my bones.
But whoever was outside didn’t insist. Footsteps walked away. I sighed with relief.
“Do you want to leave first?” I whispered my gaze on the door.
“No, you should go first,” he replied. “Unless you want to lock the doors.”
“No, I’ll come back and lock them in a little while.”
“You’re the boss,” he said.
“Okay. See you,” I said and began to turn away from him, but he caught my hand and twirled me around to face him. He slid his hand around the small of my back and kissed me. Bad move because I had just begun to think clearly, but here I was again struggling to be coherent.
My phone began to ring then, and I drew back with confusion and panic. I saw that it was only Pearl.
As I dismissed the call I wondered why she was looking for me. I also noticed that thus far, I’d had two missed calls from my dad, and that was alarming to say the least. One from Kelly and two from Pearl. Now I was certain that our absence had been noticed.
I tried not to feel too panicked though. I had done nothing wrong. Nothing I wouldn’t do again given the same opportunity. If they assumed we were fucking because we disappeared, so be it. After all, it was true.