Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 91958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
“Fuck, baby…”
His growl tightened the need between her legs. But that was nothing compared to the jolt of sensation that coiled inside her when his palms crushed her hips and his fingers dug into her fleshy ass and he began plowing into her, one long, urgent stroke after another.
Tessa felt invaded and adored at once.
Zy sucked her nipple between his teeth and suctioned it against the roof of his mouth. She tugged on his hair and pressed his face against her chest, chanting his name, as arousal soared, churning between her legs.
“More. Zy… Please.” Tessa closed her eyes and pulled him into her, straining to get as close as possible as she gave herself over to his fevered rhythm.
“Can’t stop. Want you. So. Fucking. Bad.”
“I want you, too. I never stopped.”
He scoffed. “I never mattered to you.”
The fact he thought that horrified Tessa. She grabbed his face. “You were everything to me.”
She ached to tell him that she loved him and had for months, that she hadn’t said the words before out of an abundance of caution. But he wouldn’t believe her now. And if this was the last time he would ever touch her, it didn’t matter. He’d already resolved to hate her, and she should let him go before his feelings for her turned toxic.
“You were my world. I bought you a ring.” He tugged on her hair and forced her to look into his eyes. The anguish there nearly undid her. “I wanted to marry you.”
Bittersweet joy made her eyes sting even as grief broke her heart. “I would have said yes.”
He scowled. “Shut up and fuck. That’s all we have left.”
Then he said nothing, just worked like a maniac to fill her harder and faster. His muscled thighs spread and braced on the concrete floor as he forced his way deeper, to the limits of her body. His arms trembling and jaw clenched, he used every ounce of his strength to merge them together as if, even if he hated to admit it, he wanted to fuse their bodies together into one. Since protesting was pointless, she gave in, gripped him in every way possible, and bobbed on his cock until she was breathless.
A sheen spread across her back, cooling her skin in the damp subterranean air. It matched the humid slick now on Zy’s muscled chest. Beads began to run down his temples. He ground his teeth, his neck straining, his tendons standing out, with every insistent shove inside her.
None of that slowed him down.
Bliss surged. Her breaths caught. Love she couldn’t stop feeling spilled from her heart to the kisses she dropped onto his face and lips, onto her tongue as she delved into his mouth and tried without words to confess her feelings.
His breathing picked up pace. He groaned into her mouth as the head of his cock bulldozed over nerves deep inside her that had awakened again the moment he touched her. Tingles became a coiled ache as he worked her over with a ferocity that stole her breath. His lungs labored like a bellows when he lifted her writhing form as if she weighed nothing, then slammed her down again, his joyless smile all teeth as she dug her nails into his shoulders and cried out.
An unbearable pressure built behind her clit. Her breathing quickened. Her heartbeat roared in her ears.
The end was near.
He tugged on her hair again until she opened her eyes to him. “You’re going to come for me.”
Zy knew her so well he didn’t have to ask. It was as if he owned her body, as if he commanded her heart, as if all he had to do to unravel her was touch her.
“Yes.”
“I want to drag this out and make you suffer.” He gritted his teeth. “But fuck…”
Tessa wouldn’t have thought it possible, but Zy pounded into her with more fervor. His entire body tightened. His cock hardened. He closed his eyes, shutting himself off from her.
The severed connection panicked her. “Look at me.”
His eyes zipped open. Their gazes joined. The connection yanked on her heart and sent her pleasure soaring even as she wanted to sob that the end had come.
“Zy!” she screamed as her ecstasy crested, her womb clenched hard. She splintered into so many pieces she knew no one but him would ever be able to put her back together.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
“Tessa…baby.” The deep furrow between his brows bespoke the unrivaled pleasure and the horrible pain. “Fuck. Fuck! Yessss!”
As he filled her with everything he had in a hot jet of need, he crashed into her body over and over with a growl that drilled her ears and filled her head. Then they were panting together, Tessa limp against his chest. She fought to drag in enough air even as she tried to stave off inevitable tears. But it was useless. Drops were already rolling down her cheeks when he cried out one last time, then looked at her with wet, accusing eyes.