Total pages in book: 148
Estimated words: 142939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 715(@200wpm)___ 572(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 715(@200wpm)___ 572(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
“You’re right, though. I don’t know everything, but I’m about to.” He reaches for me. I try to scoot away but fall backwards onto the bed. His hand wraps around my ankle. He pulls me to him. He stops when my ass is on the edge of the bed.
“What don’t you know?” I try to close my legs, but he grips my thighs, keeping me right where he wants me. And if I believe him, he’ll always be there. I’d be lying if I didn’t love that, but it scares the hell out of me too. He could break me.
“What it will feel like to finally have you wrapped around me while my cock is buried deep inside of you.”
Before I can respond, his mouth is on me again. All rational thought leaves me as he licks and sucks me until I’m writhing on the bed. I come so quickly, it’s almost embarrassing. But he has no one to blame but himself. He shouldn’t be so damn good at it, then maybe I could last longer.
“Fuck you’re breathtaking when you come.” My eyes flutter open. Vane is over me. He moves me to the center of the bed. His bare cock presses against my sex. He must have ditched his boxers at some point.
“I’m scared,” I whisper. I hate admitting that, but he probably thinks I’m referring to losing my virginity. I hear that can be a real bitch, but that’s not what I’m afraid of.
“Liberty.” He brushes some of my hair out of my face. “I’m not going to hurt you. If anyone is going to get hurt, it’s me.” He does know what I’m referring to. “Listen, my love.” My insides flutter. “Never in my life have I seen anything as incredible as you. If you let me have you, I’ll treat you like a queen.”
“Worship at my feet?” I tease, trying to make light of this so I don’t burst into tears.
“Worship every fucking part of you that you’ll give me.” I reach up to stroke the side of his face.
“Okay,” I give, letting myself fall into whatever this is.
“Okay?” He smirks, making him more handsome.
“Don’t get all cocky.”
“Love, you make me cocky.” I gasp when he thrusts down, his cock pressing through the folds of my sex. Vane’s other hand cups my breast, his thumb stroking my nipple. “You have no fucking clue what you’ve done to me.”
“What do you mean?” My hips thrust up on their own, trying to grind myself against him. Vane guides his cock down to my opening, pressing the head of his cock inside of me.
“You think everyone is going to leave. I think everyone is only trying to use me for what I have. That’s why I keep to myself. I work obsessively. Until you.” He grits his teeth when my sex flutters around the head of his cock, trying to pull him more inside of me.
“I could be using you. You have a lot of toys around here I’d enjoy playing with.”
“I don’t care. You can use the fuck out of me as long as you’re mine.”
“Vane.”
“I know. You’re not that kind of girl. You would never play with someone's emotions. It’s not in you.” The man really does know me. “I just wanted you to know we’re more alike than you think. We both keep people out. Never letting anyone get too close.”
“I’d say we’re pretty damn close.”
“We are.” He leans down, brushing his mouth against mine. “Only you have ever gotten this close.”
“Are you saying–”
“Yes,” he answers before I can finish. His mouth presses to mine as he thrusts all the way inside of me. I whimper against his lips. He never stops kissing me. The sharp pain fades away until I only feel him. He’s everywhere around me. In me. It’s consuming, and I love it.
When I relax, Vane starts to slowly move. He can read my body without me having to utter a word. He knows I’m ready.
Small moans spill past my lips with each thrust of his hips. A different kind of pleasure builds this time. Vane is hitting a spot deep inside of me. The orgasm is already building.
“Vane.” I grip his back wanting to hold on to him.
“You’re always ready to come for me. Give it to me.” I can tell he’s fighting himself not to come. “Come for me love.”
Love.
That one word is all I need to send me over the edge. I wrap myself around him as the orgasm cascades through me. Vane groans my name in my ear. His body jerks as he releases deep inside of me.
I swear I have another small orgasm when I feel his warmth spill into me. My body is trying to milk every last drop of his release into it.
“I’m not on birth control,” I tell him.