Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 89074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 445(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 445(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 297(@300wpm)
“Harder,” he says afterward.
I do it again, fucking him against the mattress as he strokes his cock below me.
He’s perfect.
He’s fucking perfect.
I don’t know how it’s possible that even though I’m the one fucking him, when I look down at his eyes I feel like he’s in control of everything. In control of me.
Don’t believe what he said earlier, I try to tell myself, but when my cock is this deep inside him I can’t listen to my own logic.
All I hear in my mind are his words, on repeat.
I really like you.
A person who doesn’t like anyone.
A person who I’ve desperately wanted to see inside, for almost my entire life.
Let me behind your walls, Hunter.
I want to know you so fucking badly.
I’ve never wanted anything more.
He moans, pulling in a breath as I thrust into him again.
“I need you to give me your cock anytime I ask, Rayne,” he’s saying, his words punctuated by sharp breaths as I push inside him, over and over. “I need you like this. I want it all the time. Do you understand?”
By the time the wave of sensation hits me, I’m right up near the edge, and I swear he can tell.
I knew I was going to come fast but I didn’t want it to be this fast.
I can’t help it when I look at his eyes and hear him demanding my cock like that.
“Fuck, Hunter—”
My words are broken as I groan deeply, pushing into his ass. I’m going to lose control.
“Nope. You’re not allowed to come yet.”
My cock throbs. “Hunter,” I whisper.
“You’ll come when I tell you.”
It takes every shred of willpower inside me to stop.
I shut my eyes.
I see red, then black.
My cock is still inside him, but I’ve stopped thrusting, because I know I’ll come in another stroke.
“Good,” he murmurs.
And I feel him squeeze his ass around me from the inside, and I nearly lose it.
I groan deeply, steadying myself on the bed above him.
I breathe in.
Breathe out.
I want to be good for him.
I have to do what he says.
“So good for me,” he whispers, and I swear just the sound of the praise in his voice is practically enough to make me blow.
I don’t, though.
Because I’m following. His. Fucking. Orders.
“Open your eyes,” he says next, and I have to take a deep breath before I’m able to do that.
I slowly open them, looking down at him.
My cock throbs when I see the blown-out look in his pupils, the slight flush along his perfect cheekbones.
I can’t stop.
I have to fucking come inside you.
I’m halfway thrust into him now, and I slowly move in deep, pushing my cock forward until it’s all the way in.
I steady myself again, coming to a stop.
And he gives me another squeeze.
“Goddamnit,” I utter as tension makes my cock ache more than it ever has before. “You. You are impossible.”
“Tell me you like this.”
I swallow hard.
The truth is easier to say than anything else.
“I love this.”
He bites his lower lip and it’s a little too appealing. I keep my breathing steady, trying not to think about how close I am to coming.
“And you know I won’t let anything bad happen to you?”
I breathe in slowly, then let it out. “I know.”
His eyes are usually like cold water, but right now, they’re two ice-blue flames. I’m lost in him.
“And you know you’re mine?”
When he says it, it sounds like more of a statement than a question.
We both know the answer already, anyway.
“I’m yours,” I tell him. I’ve never meant it more than I do in this moment. “Please, Hunter. I need to come. You got me to beg you. I’m fucking begging.”
I don’t want it to be true, but it is true. I want to belong to him.
I want Hunter to do unspeakable things to me, and I know I’ll love every moment of it and beg for more.
He holds my hips as he bites down on his lower lip, then releases it, giving me a little nod.
“Fuck me. I want to feel you come.”
It feels like I’ve just been taken off leash.
I thrust into him in an instant, following his command and fucking him like he deserves.
And I’m so pent up now that I really do feel like an animal when I finally start to slam into him at a quicker pace, watching his eyelids drop as I give him my cock.
I like this too much.
It’s not just physical, either. When I’m looking at him I feel something that I’ve never had before with any other person. I’m inside him but he’s controlling me, too.
Or we’re controlling each other.
And I wouldn’t want it any other way.
“Going to come,” I say under my breath, finally letting myself lose control.
My cheeks are flaring with heat. I know he’ll be able to see it.
But as I fill the condom inside him I hear his breath quicken, too. A moment later he moans beneath me and shoots white up onto his stomach.