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)
Another moan rolls off her tongue before the inevitable orgasm begins, and fuck me, I could listen to this all day, every day and still not have enough.
“Good girl,” I whisper into her ear.
I pull my fingers out and remove the ball as saliva runs down her face, and I rub it all across her lips and into her mouth. “Don’t you taste good on my fingers?”
“How many more?” she asks.
“As many as I fucking crave,” I growl back.
“And then you’ll kill him?”
I grasp her by the cheeks and turn her face to me. “Baby, I will throw him off that same goddamn cliff where he killed your half sister and watch him drown.”
Her lips part in shock, and I can’t help myself, as I pull up my balaclava just far enough to smash my lips onto hers.
CHAPTER 29
Aspen
The moment his lips land on mine, my mind ceases to exist.
His kiss is overpowering, greedy, as though he’s fighting the flames, our lips singeing with every touch as though he’s getting closer to the sun.
Oh God, my stalker’s lips are on mine, and I’m not even able to pull away as he drags his tongue over the seam of my mouth. He invades my space and dances around my tongue, the taste of him like a million sparklers set ablaze.
And I can actually feel him harden against my body, his length throbbing into my thighs, making my knees weak and my pussy throb along with him.
Fuck.
The moan that slips off his tongue makes my body suddenly feel more alive than ever, and my eyes burst open as I pull back, embarrassed by the idea that I actually let him kiss me.
He grins against my chin. “I don’t fucking care if the devil himself is luring me in because your lips are hot as hell.”
He grabs me and casually throws me over his shoulder like I weigh nothing to him, and I squeal out loud.
“What are you doing?”
He parks me near the pillory and pushes me down. “You thought I’d be satisfied by the mere taste of you? I don’t just want that mouth on my own. I want it wrapped around my cock, wet and ready to suck. But first, I’m going to prepare you. Now bend over.”
He drags my hands into the pillory and pulls down the wood until my head and hands are locked in place. There’s no escape. No safety. Nothing to hold on to except the wood while Ghost circles me like a predator who’s finally caught his prey.
His hand slides down my body, stopping near the crevice where my back meets my ass, only to moan at the feel of my skin as he crinkles my dress upward. “God, how I have waited for this …”
“Get your hands off—”
THWACK!
The spank that follows makes me yelp out loud.
He leans over my back, his hard-on poking me in the ass, as he whispers, “Every time you go against me, I will punish you for it, Aspen.”
My name sounds so visceral when he says it out loud.
He slips his hand down my thigh and up my ass, exposing me fully as he runs his hand across, almost to savor the feel of me. He spits, and I can feel the wetness dripping down my cheeks before his thumb pushes against my puckered ass.
“What are you—” I can’t even finish my sentence because he’s pushing in so deep a mewl takes over, slurring my words.
He laughs. “I’m going to make you feel what it’s like to belong to me. Have you ever taken a cock up your ass?”
My eyes widen. “What? No. That’ll never—”
“Fit? I’ll make it fit,” he groans, adding more spit before pushing in another finger.
I cry out in both pain and pleasure as the unexpected sensations hit me in all the right ways. No one has ever touched me there before, and I feel so dirty that he’s taking the one place I never wanted to give to him.
“So tense … Having regrets already?” I can hear him smile. “You forget that I have no limits, and neither does your body, which was fucking made to be used by me.” He suddenly leans over and pushes the ball gag back into my mouth. “Bite on this. Drop it and I’ll spank you until your cheeks are so goddamn red you won’t be able to sit for a week without thinking of me.”
I try to see what’s going on, but the darkness is all-consuming, and it’s slowly eating away at my sanity. What is he going to do to me, what are his plans for my body, how many ways is he going to corrupt me, will I ever be able fuck Grey without thinking of my Ghost instead?
I whimper when he suddenly pulls out of my ass and pushes in something else instead, something pointy and hard, and covered in jelly.