Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 131209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 437(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131209 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 656(@200wpm)___ 525(@250wpm)___ 437(@300wpm)
I closed my eyes and tried to govern my breathing, in through your nose and out through your mouth. In and out I told myself, repeating the mantra in my mind.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” her tone drastically changed. “You weren’t invited. Do you have any idea how much shit you could get yourself into if Madam found out? You shouldn’t be here, Devon. You need to go before you get hurt. I don’t want that.”
And just like that…
It snapped.
I heard it clear as day, like a ten-pound weight being dropped on my head.
Boom.
Gone.
“What the fuck am I doing here?” I recited, slamming my head against the door. “That’s what you’re asking yourself,” I half-whispered, holding onto the doorknob rigorously enough that blood could seep out of my skin.
“Devon—” she purred in that captivating and charismatic voice that brought men to their knees.
Including me.
I turned and placed my hand over her mouth, I didn’t want to hear her voice any longer. It made everything worse, and I didn’t think that would be possible. Her eyes widened and her breath hitched. I felt it on my fingers.
“No… no… no… you don’t get to talk anymore,” I murmured against my hand over her mouth. “I don’t want to hear another goddamn thing that comes out of your pretty fucking mouth.”
She swallowed the saliva that pooled in her mouth and stepped back; her back hit the wall. It gave me much more leverage to hold her in place. I covered her mouth so precisely, making sure to lock her freshly cock sucking lips in the palm of my hand. I treaded closer.
I wanted a minute to touch her, to look at her, to feel her.
I was a crazed man.
I wanted to say goodbye.
My other hand moved to the side of her face, and I angled my head to take in her beauty. I softly touched her cheeks; her skin still rosy and flushed from being fucked six ways from Sunday. I placed some of the damp pieces of hair that had fallen behind her ears; they stuck to her skin from the perspirations of her intense orgasms.
Her eyes were immense; I had never seen them so big. I tried to hide the smile that was lurking.
Bambi.
So soft…
So warm…
So smooth…
She remained still the entire time. Her arms at her sides, and her back against the wall; she didn’t move or speak. As if she was taking me in as well. Maybe she knew what was about to happen… what she deserved.
I wanted to look at her one last time. To remember her just that way, her submissive gaze, her flushed complexion, the smell of her arousal and fear. Her beauty was endless. Always was, and always will be. I touched all over her exquisite bare skin. I removed the hand that was over her mouth, and touched along the lining her lips; the top and then the bottom. Her chest was rising and lifting with each second that passed. Tsunamis of emotions were in her eyes, and with each stroke of my fingers against her sensitive skin, I got to see the next one unfold.
I leaned in and caressed her cheek with mine, still running my finger along the crevices of her lips. “You want to hear a story?” I whispered and she bit her cheek.
I pushed in my finger, running it along her wet pink tongue, and clutched onto the back of her neck, needing her closer to my chest.
To my heart.
“There once was a man, who had fallen so desperately for this woman. A woman he thought he could save. You see… she wasn’t just any normal girl. She was special. He knew it the first time he laid eyes on her. He knew he wanted to look at her forever. She wasn’t what she appeared to be; a deer in headlights is what she reminded him of.” I started to trace the lining of her lips again. I didn’t want her biting her cheek; she wasn’t allowed to feel anything.
Other than what I wanted.
What I desired.
What I needed.
“They spent months together, neither one of them said ‘I love you,’ it was one of those things where it didn’t need to be discussed, they both just knew. She was as broken as he was, and maybe that was his allure to her all along. The gravitational pull that couldn’t be broken, it was too powerful. Much stronger than either of them could bear or understand.” I trailed my fingers from her lips to her chin, and down to her neck, moving them to the sides of her robe. The silk felt heavenly against my fingers, even though I knew I was standing in hell, with her securely placed in my arms.
“He made love to her…”
Blush radiated all over her naked skin, it felt like a volcano ready to erupt. I leisurely made my way down to the tie of her robe. I lingered there for a few seconds; it fell open effortlessly.