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)
“If I don’t get up, what’s going to happen?” My stomach twists with excitement and fear. I’ve never done anything this risky before in my life. Despite my obsession with dark stuff, I’m actually a very safe person. No walking alone at night if I can avoid it. No putting myself in harm’s way.
No strange men touching my naked body.
“I’m going to kiss you.” My heart hammers into my throat. Frick, I like this. I really like it. I’m scared and excited. My hands are shaking. Finn seems utterly at ease. “I’m going to keep touching you. Do you want that, Caroline?”
I almost let out a low whimper at the sound of my name on his lips. He hasn’t said it yet. But of course he knows it.
“Yes, I do,” I whisper.
He leans forward, one hand tilting my chin up toward him. His eyes burn with a hungry malice. Like he hates me and he wants to fuck me into oblivion.
That stare is insanely intoxicating.
His fingers slide to my cheek until his hand is holding my face. His thumb presses into my jaw and he’s even closer now. Two inches apart at most. His lips part and his tongue peeks out.
“When I’m done with you, after you’ve satisfied yourself, you can dive into the pool. But not before. Do you understand?”
“Yes, I understand.”
“That’s a good girl.”
Oh, frick. Oh, fuck.
His mouth closes on mine in a hungry kiss.
I lose myself in it. I let myself go. No more thinking, no more darkness, no more hate and no more dreams. No more memories and no more pain. My tongue sinks into his mouth and his presses against mine. His taste floods into me, delicious and spicy. He’s musky, slightly sweaty and salty, but there’s also the tang of whiskey too. He might’ve been drinking earlier. Where did this man come from? What was he doing before he found me?
And why am I kissing him?
His other hand slowly explores my body. His caress sends pangs of pleasure into my core. My pulse rockets with excitement, fear, and anticipation. I want this to keep going and I’m afraid of what might happen. It’s the greatest emotion I’ve ever experienced. The gray area between wanting and hating. His thumb brushes my nipple and slowly teases it, rubbing sweat into my sensitive bud. I let out a soft moan accidentally, but he seems to like that. He cups my breasts and kneads them before touching more of me, his kiss getting more urgent.
When his hand reaches my hip, I let him spread my knees apart.
Oh, god. This is incredible. I can’t think. His fingers stroke around my pussy, teasing me. I lean back on my hands, letting him touch, and risk opening my eyes. I glance at his body. His cock is rock hard now.
He likes that.
That relaxes me somewhat. His fingers stroke my folds and get nice and slick as he rolls them around my clit. My god, he knows what he’s doing, just like I had hoped. I open my legs wider, letting him touch me more, as he sinks one finger in followed by another. His palm rubs my clit as he moves them in and back out again.
I whimper into his mouth. He laughs lightly, nipping at my lip. The hand on my face tightens.
“Tell me it feels good,” he murmurs, kissing my neck.
“It feels good,” I say, gasping as he fills me again with his fingers.
“Good girl. I like that you listen. You know what’s expected of a dirty girl like you.”
Oh, fuck, I like that. I’ve never been called that before. “Say it again,” I whimper.
His eyes flash. “Dirty girl. Filthy fucking girl.” His fingers glide in deeper and I moan. “You like that?”
I nod slightly, mouth hanging open. “Again.”
“Dirty fucking girl.” He pulls his fingers back. “On all fours. I want my cock in your mouth.”
Oh, hell. I do it quickly, before I have time to think. I get on all fours and lean over him, one hand around his thick shaft. He reaches back, hand stroking down my back—and I know he sees the scars. I know he can feel them. But he doesn’t even hesitate, like they aren’t even there. He slips his hand around my ass and strokes my pussy as I lean down to take him into my mouth.
Pleasure bursts through me. I lick at his tip, feeling tentative. He tastes nice though, and he’s really big. I like that he fills up my mouth. I let my spit roll down his shaft as he strokes my pussy faster. I suck him, moaning, stroking and licking, not totally sure what I’m doing but at least I’m loving it.
“Look at you, dirty girl, sucking my cock while I tease your pussy. You like this, don’t you? You like taking my cock in your pretty little mouth. I wanted to feel your lips wrapped around me the second I saw you in that pool, you dirty girl. You’re so fucking beautiful, and look at how pretty you are now.”