Total pages in book: 181
Estimated words: 181613 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 908(@200wpm)___ 726(@250wpm)___ 605(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 181613 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 908(@200wpm)___ 726(@250wpm)___ 605(@300wpm)
“What are you doi—”
I lick my lips and dive in under her watchful gaze, a strangled moan escaping her mouth. As my tongue slides over her slit, she writhes on the beach, so I clutch her thighs and dig in, eating her up like I’ve always wanted. I don’t give a shit if anyone finds us here. Right now, she’s mine and mine alone, and I’m not going to fucking stop, no matter what.
“Oh fuck,” she moans, fingers digging up sand as her feet are up in the air. “This is so wrong.”
“I don’t fucking care, wrong or not,” I growl.
“God, I should hate you,” she murmurs.
“Tell me how much you hate me, then while I lick this pussy raw.”
“I.” She sucks in a breath. “Hate.” And another breath. “You.”
Lick. “Not.” Lick. “Hard.” Lick. “Enough.”
“Oh God,” she moans.
“Yes, I’m your one and only fucking God. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for this pussy, Aspen. Nothing.”
She tastes like a sinful gift dropped from heaven, and I’m gorging on her like a starving man. I’m angry that it took me so long to devour it, that those two fuckers tried to keep her all to themselves when she should’ve been mine all along.
My tongue thrusts inside, and she spreads her legs even farther, pushing herself into my face, and my bulge hardens in my pants. I only pull away to watch her suffer while I fan hot air around her most sensitive area. “I was willing to die to make you happy.”
“I wanted to kill you,” she says between heavy breaths.
“But you never could, could you?” I flick the tip of my tongue around her swollen clit just to see her squirm. “Because deep down, your body still remembered it always desired me.” I swipe my tongue around, her moans my fucking aphrodisiac. “Just like I crave you.”
“Fuck,” she murmurs.
“Now show me how much you wanted me,” I say, planting kisses all over her most sensitive area, alternating them with tongue flicks until she’s nearly ready to beg. “Beg for me.”
“Please …”
From underneath my eyelashes, I look up at her, wanting her to see the darkness in me in all its fucking glory and choosing to accept it.
I want her to choose me.
Look at me.
Say my name.
Make me hers.
“Please,” she whimpers as I add more licks. “Please … Levi.”
God.
The sound of her calling out for me is beyond this world. Pinpricks all over my body, setting me ablaze amid the pouring rain. Fuck.
“Please, don’t stop,” she mewls. “Let me come.”
I dig in like an addict to the taste of her, soaking it all up, sucking and licking to my heart’s content while my fingers dig into her flesh. And I thrust inside with my tongue once more before I slather her in the sweetest licks until her clit begins to thud against the tip of my tongue, and I can feel her fall apart in my arms. Just as it was meant to be.
My little Firefly … finally, I’ve captured you.
Aspen
He lowers me to the ground and crawls on top of me while tears roll down my cheeks. Tears from the relinquished rage. Tears of defeat. Tears of absolute destruction of the soul. Because he just quite literally sucked it out of my body.
There’s no coming back from this … No coming back from giving your body to a monster.
He picks up my tears with his thumb. “Crying for me now, Firefly?” He brings his thumb to his lips and dips out his tongue, licking up my salty tears like it’s a desert after the main course. “Even your tears taste like heaven to me.”
He grabs my hands and plants them on his chest, slowly sliding them down across his muscular pecs and the myriad of tattoos, all the way down his perfect abs that make my mouth water as we get to his pants. And for just a moment, I’ve completely forgotten all about the devious things he’s done to me.
“Take out my cock, Aspen,” he says.
His eyes never leave mine as my fingers hook under the fabric and slowly pull down until his length springs out, glistening piercings and all, and it still makes me swallow back the lump in my throat.
“Touch me,” he says.
I lick my lips, hesitant, but I still do what he says, despite the fact that my wrists are still bound. I start at the base, feeling my way up the shaft. He’s huge in my small hands, and I can’t help but feel like it’ll never fit.
But it already has.
He made it fit.
My pussy throbs from the mere memory of him taking me in that pillory, as well as in the woods when he tied Grey up, but I still can’t put two and two together that Levi is my Ghost. That they are both one and the same.