Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60572 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60572 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Instead, his tongue pressed against mine, his taste invading my mouth, and I knew this was a mistake, but it was a mistake I desperately needed to make.
I’d been so good for so long. I rarely broke rules. I did as my family asked. Now though, I wanted what I wanted, and nothing less.
I tugged him toward the couch. He moved after me. I pulled my shirt off and tossed it aside as I broke away from his kiss. His eyes raked down my neck, my chest, lingering on my bra-covered breasts. Black and lacy. I hadn’t realized I put it on for him, but of course I did. He licked his lower lip like he tasted something sweet.
“Come here,” he said, tugging me down into his lap as he sat onto the couch. I straddled him, hips pressed down against his crotch, and I felt him stiffen between my legs as he grabbed my hair and kissed me.
His hands moved along my body and I reveled in his touch. I’d never been like this with a man before—not so open. I was used to quiet kisses in closets and sheds, hidden away from the world, not straddling him on my couch in my room with my breasts out.
He unhooked my bra and his fingers trailed down my spine. I wiggled my hips, moving back, and pulled off his shirt as my bra fell forward. I took it off and stared at his muscular chest, at his cut abs, at the gorgeous V that disappeared beneath his low-cut jeans, and the colorful tattoos covering his skin. He stared at my chest, kissing my neck, my collarbone, my nipples, tongue rolling around them and sucking hard, before he pulled my hair and made me lean back.
“I want to see every inch of you,” he said, eyes blazing with lust. “I’ve thought about how it might feel like to taste you, but this is better than I imagined.” He licked my nipples, sucking them harder, rolling his tongue around. “You’re like honey.”
“You don’t need to flatter me anymore. I’m topless and in your lap.”
He smirked and pulled me closer. “I’m telling you the truth.” He rolled me to the side, pinning me on my back. He was big, massive, strong, and I realized he could do whatever he wanted right now. I was at his mercy, and I loved it. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about this.”
“You have sex on your mind too often then.”
“No, Melanie, I don’t.” He unbuttoned my jeans and tugged them down. I let him take them off. I was topless and in a pair of panties—and nothing more. I felt naked and exposed and it was perfect. “I think about work. I think about killing my enemies. I think about destroying the people I hate. And I think about fucking you.” He kissed me as his hand moved down my stomach, over my belly button, down between my legs.
Pleasure flared. I arched my back and sucked in a breath. God, it felt incredible as he slipped his fingers down my panties and slid them along my folds. He was confident and knew what he was doing, so unlike all the other boys I’d been with. Nervosa was a man, a deadly man, a killer—and those hands knew how to touch me like they’d practiced on my pussy a thousand times before.
I breathed into his mouth. “Why me? Why not a thousand other girls?”
“Because you’re beautiful.” He slid two fingers deep inside and I gasped, back arching. He used his thumb to rub my clit as he fucked me slowly with them. “Because you’re smart, and you’re strong, and you’re driven. You escaped the Oligarchs, or at least you tried to. I admire you, Melanie.”
“That’s easy to say when I’m practically naked.”
“It’s the truth.” He kissed my neck, moving his fingers faster. I moaned, panting. His lips found my nipples as he teased my clit and sucked. I groaned and laced my fingers in his hair. “You fascinate me. More than any woman before. I want to know you, Melanie. I want to taste you.”
“You want what my brother can give you. And you know what? I don’t give a shit.”
He laughed softly and shook his head. He bit my lip as he fingers did something incredible to my clit and my hands tightened in his hair. My world became pleasure, a blinding, amazing pinprick of pure ecstasy, and my toes curled so tight my soles began to cramp, and I didn’t give a damn, because he wasn’t stopping.
I came when he bit my nipples. I came so hard I cried out his name. It was an explosion of pure bliss snapping my mind to pieces and making me melt beneath his experienced hands. When I came to, he was smirking, still staring at me like he wasn’t finished.