Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 93929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
“You are fucked, love.” I kiss her hard. I own her, possess her with my kiss, reveling in the soft moan she lets out. I pull back and she’s breathing hard, whimpering for me to keep going. I love how badly she wants it. “But you’re wrong. You were always too good. That’s why they did it.”
She lets out a gasp as I pull her hair. I roughly squeeze one breast, kissing her harder, biting her lip. She pushes into me, groaning as I move my hand down her body and down the front of her jeans. Her pussy’s wet under my palm and she grinds against my hand, needy and soaking. I unbutton her, unzip her, tease her over her worthless panties as she whimpers and gasps, making the sexiest noises I’ve ever heard in my life.
“I want it here,” she says, rolling her hips into mine. “Please, Finn, please, I want it right here.”
“You dirty fucking girl,” I murmur, slipping inside her panties to slide my fingers deep inside. Her head tips back and her eyes flutter in ecstasy. “Look at you, grinding your pussy on my hand in public. What if someone catches us? You know what would happen? You know how bad the questions would be? You’re as fucked as I am, baby.”
“God, yes,” she gasps, mouth hanging open.
I turn her, force her hands up against the beam as I rip her jeans down. I spank her ass hard and pull her hair as I quickly unbuckle my belt and get my pants down. I’m so fucking hard it aches. She pushes her hips into mine, grinding her ass along my hard dick. I grab her hair in one fist and kiss her hard over her shoulder, biting her tongue and nibbling her lip as I shove a hand up to tease her breasts.
“Now,” she begs, leaning forward, her fingers ghosting white as she grinds them into the beam. “Fuck me, Finn. Fuck me like I deserve.”
This goddamn girl. She’s so fucking sexy. I can’t control myself, even though I know this is stupid. There are too many ways this can go wrong.
And I don’t care. I spank her ass hard and get her panties down around her knees before gliding my dick along her soaking slit. I get myself nice and wet before I slowly plunge into her tight, warm pussy.
A shiver runs down her spine. She lets out a low moan as she pushes back, driving me in to the hilt. I stretch her wide and, god, it feels so good. She’s brutally tight, exactly how I’ve been dreaming it feels. I sink deep, grind back, sink in deep, roughly pulling her hair before wrapping one hand around her throat.
“You’re so pretty when you get fucked, Caroline,” I murmur, driving into her again and again. She’s gasping, panting, moaning. I love the little wet whimpers she makes. I glide a finger over her clit and she stiffens. I can tell she likes that, so I keep doing it, fucking her faster.
“More, please, more,” she begs, groaning as she bucks back into me.
I lean forward and shove her shirt up. She tenses, but I don’t stop. I kiss her scars, linger on the nasty ones. Some are short, others are long. A few look like they were deep, puckered puncture marks. I kiss them all as I fuck her, ravaging her pussy while loving her flaws. I keep going, driving harder, stroking her pussy, licking and kissing, until her chin tilts up and she begs my name, whispering it into the black construction site, out into the night.
“Oh, fuck, Finn,” she says, and I don’t stop. I fuck her as she comes, as she stiffens and goes wild. My dick’s sloppy and soaked by the time she finishes, and it’s so damn glorious. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful, except for when I pull out of her and she drops to her knees, eager and flushed from exertion. Her mouth opens and she sucks me, licking her own pussy and cum from my shaft, licking and sucking wildly. I last barely ten seconds before I explode in her mouth, and she keeps going, tongue rolling up and down my tip, throat bobbing as she swallows every drop.
“Oh, god, you good girl,” I say, pulling her to her feet. I pin her back to the beam and kiss her hard, biting her, holding her as her body shakes.
If she’s crying, it’s not for me. I know that. What we’ve been through, it doesn’t go away, not ever, but times like this help. I think that’s what she’s doing: trying to exorcise the demons of what those monsters did to her.
I stroke her hair and hold her until she calms down. When she’s finished, she looks up at me with damp eyes. “You probably think I’m pretty nuts, huh?”