Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 110771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110771 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
“Experience life? I thought you wanted me to be a good girl?” she retorts, finishing her snack and putting the tray on her nightstand.
“There are ways to experience life without having sex, Ena.”
“Is that what you’re doing, Marco? Are you still being a good boy?”
“I’m not a damn dog and I told you I would be faithful. Do you think to call me a liar?”
“I hear things,” she hedges, appearing nervous.
“What things?” I ask, my voice tight. What the fuck has she heard? Was it from my father or from my sister?
“It’s not important. I guess it was silly to think someone your age would wait for someone like me.”
“I’m waiting,” I counter.
“You’re not. It’s okay. It’s not like we have a relationship.”
“Helena,” I growl. “You’re my fiancée. I’m pretty sure that is the epitome of a relationship.”
“We haven’t spoken since our engagement. It’s only natural for us to uh… interact with others.”
“Interact? If you want to convince me you’re old enough to be in a relationship, Ena, call it what it is. Fucking. Do you think it’s natural for you to fuck another man?” My eyes narrow, my body going solid as I look at her. “Have you let another man touch what belongs to me?” I growl.
My voice is quiet, but my anger vibrates through it. The thought of her letting another man touch what belongs to me burns through me like a wildfire. I try to lock it down. I’ve had fucking years of keeping shit buried and doing what I needed to do, but right now it’s all I can manage not to lash out at Helena. She has no idea she’s playing with fire.
“Uh…”
“Has another man been between your legs?” She’s staring down at her mattress, her fingers tangled in her sheets, but I can’t allow her to get away with that. “Eyes on me, Ena,” I bark, my voice deadly. “Answer me. Has another man been between your legs?”
“Marco—”
“Answer me!”
“Why should I?” she huffs.
I lean into her, my hand moving to tangle into her hair and hold the back of her neck as I bring her in. “Have you let another man fuck you?” I hiss. When she doesn’t answer right away, my fingers tighten and I pull on her golden, sun-kissed, locks.
“You’re hurting me,” she whispers, her eyes wide.
I watch as her teeth come down to capture her bottom lip. Her eyes are dilated and her breathing shifts, making her sound like she was winded. I’m not hurting her. If anything, she likes it. I rake my eyes over her, stopping to stare at her breasts and the way her pebbled nipples press against her pale green tank. I force my gaze up.
“You’re not hurting, baby. You’re turned on,” I respond.
“Marco,” she practically whimpers, her body jerking towards me with my words.
“Now, you’re going to answer me, and I warn you, baby, you already have me upset. The last thing you want to do is lie to me.” I watch her sweet little throat work as she swallows nervously. It’s way too fucking easy to imagine that throat stretching with my cock, her full lips wrapped around me as I slide in and out… Fuck.
“Marco…” she repeats, only this time her voice is breathy. “Have you let another man between your legs?”
Her little pink tongue comes out to moisten her lips. “I’ve been at an all-girl’s school under lock and key. There are no boys and the only male there is the creepy grounds keeper who looks like he should be starring in every B-rated slasher flick around, so no,” she finally says.
Some of my anger ekes out, but I’m not satisfied yet. “Did you let some asshole touch you?”
“What?”
“You heard me, Ena. Did some fuck-head touch you.”
“Touch me?” she asks, eyes wide.
“Would you like me to enumerate the areas where you’d let someone touch you and I’d get pissed?”
“Uh… maybe you should,” she says cautiously.
“Then, I can make this clear. Some man puts one hand on you. He’s dead.” She gasps, the sound loud in the room, her breathing even more ragged than before.
“You’re kind of freaking me out…”
“Good. Now I’m going to ask you and you’re going to tell me. Did you protect what’s mine?”
“I… uh… I haven’t let another man near me.”
“Good all your firsts belong to me, baby. I’m going to be the first man between your legs.”
“Marco…”
“The first man you sleep with.”
“Okay,” she says with a woosh of air.
“The first man to get you off,” I add as she bites her lip. “The first man to spank your ass when you need correcting.”
“Correcting?” she squeaks.
“You’ll like it,” he promises. “And then, I’m going to be the first man to show you just how much you like it.”
“You are?” she squeaks.
“I’m going to be the first man to fuck every single part of your body.”